Ralph X Vanellope Novels & Stories

Elder Vaelion, Beta Raelor, Vaerith, and Oryndor were all standing there facing him and the woman beside him—Kaelith. ‘Go check it out,’ Vaelyra urged, so I stepped in. “Where are you off to, Alpha Lupus?” I asked. “Oh! Look who it is. The champion! Yay!” The sarcasm in his voice was impossible to miss. “At least my wolf turned out to be an Alpha,” I shot back. “Well, it shouldn’t come as a surprise, given your parents’ strong Alpha bloodlines. Isn’t that right, Vaelor Virellion’s daughter?” Elder Vaelion said, making my eyes widen.

With a confused look and a tiny smile, she looked up at us both. “Her pack is small and located in human territory,” Zev added. “So this all makes her a bit nervous, right?” Aplha Albert squinted his eyes as he looked Zev up and down, as if trying to figure out if he should be insulted for Zev speaking so freely to him. “And who are you again?” Alpha Albert asked. “Zev Ravi Kumar. I’m Raiden’s friend.” Zev explained. “Are you in the beta program, like my Suzie?” Beta Dara asked Atalanta.

They called themself vamolves. “He did it! Adron finally figured out how to use our own creations against us!” Sabrina said as she pulled up an image of one. “Now he is completely gone and is in his own underworld, we cannot get to him!” Althea cried out. The worry was evident on her beautiful porcelain face. Her silky white wavy hair was being blown behind her as she kept pacing around the room. Sabrina was almost her twin but she had green eyes compared to Althea’s sky blue ones.

I felt the sting of his words, not because they weren't true in some twisted, hateful way, but because they touched the raw nerve of every ghost I’d been running from. "That’s enough," Cane’s voice cut through the air, low and lethal. Cane stepped into the space between us, his presence forcing Vane to take a half-step back. "Vane, stand down. You’re talking to an Alpha." Vane looked at Cane, his expression turning to one of pure contempt. "She isn’t an Alpha. She isn't even a real wolf, Cane. She will never be an Alpha in my eyes. She is a lab-grown mistake playing at leadership."

She couldn’t change into her wolf but forced it and died. Hannah Wales’ mother is friends with the Luna of the wolf pack in Supraveil. The Luna of the pack is mother to the future Alpha I’m sent to kill- Xaden Draven. The girl and her parents are members of Alpha Soren’s pack. Hannah was meant to start schooling in the very academy I’m about to set my feet in today, to be thought how to change to her wolf without breaking, but she’s not here. I am, using her personal for a deadly purpose that makes my skin crawl.

An orange haired, 5’6 lady wearing a white polo shirt and blue denim jeans stood at the entrance of my office. Her dark hair was braided into long cornrows that stopped mid back. It was decorated with different coloured hair pins. The beaded bracelets on her left hand covered most of her butterfly tattoo on her wrist. She curtsied, well aware werewolves don't curtsy. “Alpha Vaelor.” “Michela.” She came in, sitting opposite me, not waiting for my order. Her eyes studied the entire office as though it was her first time here. “Your reason for summoning me better be good because I was locked in when the servant came. I was just about to make Rhaeger eat his words.”

But that didn’t bother her, giving into her animal instincts gave her solace, gave her peace. Within a few seconds, the white wolf was gone, and in its place stood a tall, lean woman with hair almost as white as snow and eyes as blue as the endless oceans. In place of the white wolf, now stood Mikalya Carnell, the first ever Female Alpha in the world dominated by male shifters.

"Don't you mean Kothari?" He let out a long sigh, as if he regretted his decision to answer her, but then he continued. "Whatever...those are the 7 Vârcolac born of the recent matings between vampires and shifters. My mother Sarayne is Vârcolac, though her animal is a black panther. When she mated with my father, I took her animal, as the others have taken the wolf as their animal from their parents' matings. We are pack and Rafe is our Alpha, though this generation of Vârcolac are something more, we have our own internal hierarchy, though it isn't a true pack. Kal talks the most sense out of the Vârcolac so we tend to heed his words when he speaks."

* I show Rael. He almost smiles. "Of course she has," he says. --- The unexpected arrival comes the morning after the council vote. Not from Silveroak. Not from the western territories. From Vareth. A woman knocks at the record office door — not the house, the record office, which means she knows where to come, which means she has done her research — and when Neva opens the door she introduces herself as Sable Vane. Aldric Vane's sister. The pack envoy who came to the Caldenveil street and was told by Zoya to go back to the council with the correct information — his sister.

"I want to bring Ava Hart into our fold. Thoughts?" Holden, a man known for his cautious nature and for training international legends, looked at the image. "Alpha, she has the skill, but look at her seasons. She is twenty-six. In this world, that is an old wolf. Can she really compete with the yearlings?" "You don't understand, Holden. Ava has already survived the winter and the fire. She doesn't need us to protect her; she just needs a wider territory. If we give her the platform, she will be the High Luna of the industry in a single moon. Our names will rise with hers," Xanthe stated with absolute authority.