Power Rangers Alpha 7 Novels & Stories

I wince. I apply slight pressure on my hurting back. My squeezed eyes gradually star upward. They collide directly with an enraged alpha. The legendary Alpha Ron. Second most powerful Alpha of the century and ruler over the most powerful pack of the century. They collide with his hot, blazing and unfriendly glaze. His somewhat pretty eyes gaze deeply annoyed into mine. They're hardened and deeply unfriendly. I patiently await they soften. I've got beauty eyes which softens hardened expressions when deeply stared at for minutes.

“If we are going to solve this problem with the werewolves, we need to work as a pack. At least temporarily.” We all exchange glances, waiting in expectation that somebody is going to protest. I look at Liam and he simply nods. “I think we have the perfect Alpha for this pack.” Everyone turns to Seven, who´s smiling softly. “Laura is an Alpha. She´ll be the perfect Alpha for your pack.” My mom looks nervous, and her eyes remain on me. Lucas is surprised. “So, this explains why you were so strong against the fever.” “That means that we have two potential Alphas in our midst.” Tank said.

If this is her… I gather what little courage I have left and turn the body over. “Oh God!” “Fuck!” It’s not her. Relief crashes into me so violently that it nearly knocks me to the ground, followed immediately by something far darker. This is nothing more than a decoy. A deadly message meant for me. The realization barely finishes forming before— Movement explodes from the shadows instantly. Seven rogues burst into view, massive and scarred, their eyes glowing with hunger and malice as they all stare right at me. They spread out quickly, surrounding me with practiced precision. One of them drags a heavy chain behind him, its thick links forged for one purpose only—restraining an Alpha.

Zephyr revealed and gasps scattered around the table. “Fucking preposterous, I won’t sit here and listen to this bullshit,” Alpha huffed and stood up. Zephyr’s eyes changed to that of his wolf’s and the next command that rolled off his tongue was filled with a burst of Alpha energy that would bring anyone to their knees. “Sit. The. Fuck. Down.” Instantly, Alpha returned to his seat with a wounded noise that must’ve come from having his wolf subdued. In that moment, I realized how truly powerful the Rossi brothers were, and it made sense why Zephyr had earlier claimed that Alpha answers to him.

“Liar! What are you trying to say, huh? That he’s Rouge’s son? You liar fucking bitch!” “Cassandra?” I wanted to deny Rachel’s accusations if only someone didn’t call my name. I turned around only to see Alpha Racken in his full black suit, removing his eyeglass as he stood beside me. He is the Alpha of the Wooden Pack. “Popsy!" Hector calls him with the nickname he has given Alpha Racken; his before-red eyes are now back in their normal state, and he is now smiling. Racken smiled back as he bent a little to kiss Hector’s cheeks. He then looked at me.

Talia spat a mouthful of toothpaste foam in the washing basin and winked, “At least you agree he is Mr. abs.” I shook my head at that. Talia had a huge crush on Kyler, the next in line for alpha from the Greatwood pack down south. And, every girl would drool whenever he threw a glance at her. He was the usual alpha in line with washboard abs, dark eyes, and a smile that would make the girls throw themselves at him. Well, except me. I could not stand the thought of being a typical luna and giving birth to a runt of baby wolves. I had different plans in my head, ones that all the werewolves would condone.

[LEGACY OF THE FIRST ALPHA] Authority +2 "The strength of an Alpha is measured by the lives he protects." Current Authority: 7 Raven smiled faintly. So... This is how the system works. Although Raven didn't yet understand how powerful his Authority would be, last night he was able to fight Shadow Wolf with the power of the system.

no, it felt like electricity against her skin; cold and strong. "It won't be easy though. You won't be able to do it all by yourself and if you try, it will only lead to your death. You need an alpha; a second chance also come with a second chance mate and I've prepared one for you. He has a scar on his neck, a mark forged by a sharp blade. He is the only one who can anchor your power, Linessa. Without him, the violet flames will consume you inside out." Linessa pulled her hand back, the electricity still dancing across her fingertips. "An alpha? I'm still dealing with one who plotted for five years to kill me. Why would I want another?"

It would just end in a blood bath, and it wouldn't be mine. I typed the keywords in the search button; I didn’t need to look too far to find what I was looking for. Boldly written on the front page was my man, I mean, mate. His full name is Richard Wilson. He was the Alpha of a moderately sized pack in Alton, Hampshire, South East England. He turned 28 last month and he has been ruling his park since he was 22 after his dad died.

one of them said with a disgusting smile. But before he could get any closer to her… his body was sent flying into the wall by someone’s foot! Aries! The female Alpha appeared like a raging storm. Her face had scrapes and bloodstains, but her eyes were ablaze with fierce anger. “How dare you… set foot in here!” “Get her!” The remaining men in black swarmed Aries at once, but they had underestimated the power of the number one Alpha. Aries fought fiercely and mercilessly. Every movement of hers was a sharp and swift kill.