Piper Alpha Disaster Survivors Novels & Stories

“This is everything I’ve been able to bring for you.” I take the file, noting that it’s not nearly as packed with information as I’d like it to be. This will have to do for now, though. I need to save Ivy. “Please, Your Majesty,” Alpha Fierro says quietly. His tone has shifted to something softer now, more pleading. “Almost my entire pack has been wiped out by now. I–I’ve lost so many people I care about. The only reason I was even able to escape the plague was because I’d been away on business at the time it hit, but now it’s–but now I’m–” he pauses, choked up. “I’m the only one who’s remained unaffected.”

Narsha glanced at Dexter, whose eyes were focused on the distance while carrying Enrique. She stroked his back, saying, “Thank you. We'll get on board safely, so you need to be careful when you follow us.” Dexter's eyes softened at her touch. He smiled slightly, letting Narsha ride the helicopter first, followed by Chelsea and Cherish. And so, he and his people left the area, leaving everyone lying on the ground like dried fish until they regained consciousness, and shame enveloped them all. The next day, Dexter's face was plastered across the news with the headline: The Killer Alpha.

And it felt so good to know she had kept at least a part of her family intact. "Go take a rest. I'll ask a doctor to go see you and Jack. Your head must be hurting like hell." Lance joked. Violet nodded with a smile. "By the way, did we have any casualties? Where is Lucinda?" "No casualties, just some concussions in a few members. And everyone got back to the mansion, I think. I didn't have time to speak to her, so I guess I'll be thinking about it tomorrow as well." Lance said feeling shy all of a sudden.

“Mission a success. Five girls survived the wreck and we got them all. Broken bones and head trauma but all should live.” “The drivers?” I tried to sit up but it hurt my head too much. However, the bouncing of the van wasn’t helping either. “All dead.” “The explosives were a little over done.” The remorse in his voice was clear but I was just happy it went smoothly. “Alpha Colt, let me stop the bleeding.” I wasn’t sure who said it but I was vaguely aware of gauze being pressed against my head. “This might hurt.” I hear another man say but I wasn’t sure who it was too until a sharp pain like I was being stabbed ran across my stomach. The pressure directly after was equally painful.

“There might be more of a response if you contacted them directly. You know how they feel about werewolf society and hierarchies.” Damn it! I threw down the reports that I was looking over. He was right. I hated dealing with the hunters and their society. They were cowards, hiding behind stolen magic of witches they’d hunted down in the past. If it wasn’t for the need for peace, I would have happily moved toward wiping them out. As alpha of the strongest pack in North America, I knew that I could unite our packs and rid our continent of them if I really wanted to. But how many innocent lives would be lost if we went to war with the hunters?

They had to get out of there and ask for help from the only person who would be able to end it all, before losing their neck. They had not penetrated many meters into the perimeters of the silver pack when three wolves had leapt on their back and carried them where their alpha and magnate would doom them. *** The door to Hades's office opened to let in his twin, with a worn look and dark circles under his eyes. The alpha made him sit down and gave him a glass with a gulp and leaned back on the edge of the table. -Alfa I have important news for you, you will not believe what I discovered-

"Alpha Dickhead decided that he wanted more and more even though he could hardly handle what he already had, he went from pack to pack trying to encourage them to join us, some idiots did. When he had what he thought was enough to start taking what he wanted he did and his first choice was this pack. He heard they were not easy to take down and wanted to be the one to do so. He took his men and tried and failed. All that was left in my old pack was relieved he was gone. Sawyer came and took in anyone that wanted to. He got us all a house and provided us with anything we needed until we could get back on our own two feet. He came to mine every day for weeks on end to bring me bags of food. Th

Jeremy is still recovering in the hospital, and the doctors are optimistic he will recover soon. In other news, I have a stalker, which is stressing Nikolas. He wants to go everywhere with me until they catch him. He thinks it's one of his enemies, a man named Sirius. He was the regent Alpha of this pack before he was of age, and when Nikolas was ready to take over the pack as Alpha, Sirius refused to step in until Nikolas was challenged to a fight. Even though Nikolas won the challenge fairly, Sirius, who was banished from the pack and now city by King Xavier, wants revenge.

“How many survivors in total?” “From the report I received, they believe a few rogues slipped in during the Carnival. Once the Carnival was in full swing and everyone was distracted, the rogues set their forests and village on fire. The Alpha and Beta perished. The Beta’s son has stepped up to lead for the time being. There are eighty-nine survivors. This might be ill time, but it could be beneficial to us.” “What do you mean, Alastor?”

Warren and my sister have been trapped in a turbulent, crumbling marriage for months now, and while I know Warren loves her with every fiber of his being, Lana can be a nightmare when her temper rises. I turn to the giant by my side. “Gunnar, get the omegas out here to burn and bury these monstrosities immediately. Goddess knows if they’re contagious. I’m going to interrogate our border scouts to find out how these things bypassed our territory lines in the first place. I want to know who was slacking on fucking patrol." *Alpha, we have unexpected visitors waiting at the northern boundary* a scout's voice interrupts through the mindlink. *It's Alpha Markus and his men. Should we grant them p