Ruins Of Alph Novels & Stories

“Only Alpha, Beta, Gamma, and council allowed. I’ve never been inside. They say the table is made from the first Alpha’s spine.” Sub-level three—training grounds. Underground arena the size of a football field. Bleachers full of wolves watching two fighters circle. One shifted mid-leap, massive black wolf tearing into a grey. Blood sprayed the sand. Astrid tugged me along before I could watch the end. Back up to the lobby. Massive marble space, wolves streaming in and out. Portraits on the walls—former Alphas, all dead-looking even in paint. “That’s King Voltage,” Astrid whispered, pointing to the newest portrait. “Taken down last month. New Alpha’s portrait goes up after the first full year

"And I don't know who you are, but you're in my way." Morga laughed, a sound like glass breaking. "Your way? Child, you are walking on the path I laid out before your grandmother was a whelp. I am the architect of the Ruin. I am the one who whispered the prophecy to the madmen and the dreamers. And now, the time has come for you to pay your respects." "I don't bow to anyone," Rhea said, her hands sparking with silver energy. "Not to the Alphas, not to the vampires, and certainly not to you."

Why I could enter your head. Why you are still alive. Her pulse roared in her ears. “I don’t believe you.” The First Alpha’s eyes narrowed. Then look. The shadows behind it parted— revealing a massive wall of black stone carved with glowing red sigils. Images. Memories. History. The First Alpha raised a hand, and the carvings ignited with blinding red light. Alina gasped as images leapt off the wall, swirling around her like living stories. A girl running through a burning forest.

Alive. My breath caught in my throat. “What is this place?” “It’s called Veyr’naim,” Luthor said. “In the tongue of the old blood, it means The Spirit’s Eye. It’s where Alphas came, once, to face the truth of their power. You’re the first in two centuries.” Two hundred years. The number echoed like thunder in my bones. Luthor stepped toward the center of the ring and motioned for me to follow. “It will test you,” he said. “Not with strength or might, but with truth. If your soul carries the mark of the Alpha, the realm will answer.”

With a flick of my paw, I uncovered a hidden messag In crude handwriting, scrawled with an eerie precision, the words jumped out at m "Follow the moon's reflectio Where shadows dance in eerie perfection Seek the abandoned ruins of old There lies the key, or so we're told. A mix of excitement and caution surged through me. The rogues had left us a trail, a breadcrumb of clues leading to Alpha Damien's whereabouts. The poetic language hinted at hidden depths and obscured locations, but it was a glimmer of hope, a thread we could follo

“Liana is not going anywhere, Alpha Victor. Just think of the consequences once this is over.” My father’s chest vibrated with a growl, his Alpha wolf surging ahead to meet the challenge. Darius’s wolf also surged ahead to attack him, but I stopped him. “No Darius,” I said. “There’s no point in fighting barbarians of the tenth century. Let the council take its course.” Darius seemed to settle, but my words riled up both Rowan and Alpha Victor.

Regardless of the rogues' best efforts, it was evident that they were not fit for the alpha. The alpha rushed forward with a ferocious snarl, his jaws locking over the throat of the surviving rogue, finishing the conflict in a burst of blood and anger. Breathing heavily, the alpha stood over his opponents' dead bodies, his chest heaving with the effort. As he stared down at his fallen opponents, his eyes sparkled with a vicious triumph, his control over the pack reinforced. He carried the two rogues out of his borders and returned to where he left Luna. When Luna saw Alpha’s terrified look, she got scared. Alpha recognized that and tried to come her down. He urged her to go back to the packh

"You know the punishment when you intervene between an Alpha and his mate is dead and since I'm the high Alpha in all of country I can kill whoever the fuck I want and you Pink have lived your last days on this earth. I've had enough of your bullshit, racism, and rude remarks. Not only did you kiss an Alpha that was taken, but you also hurt my Omega, you made my beautiful omega cry. There is no coming back from that, but don't worry Earth will be joining you in a hell soon enough in hell. You think playing this shity game make you better person, no Pink you are nothing but a power hungry bitch. I know vert well why you want me. You don't want me beacuse of love but you want me beacuse of my

"Yes. Alpha was resisting a bit so I had to kill him, but other than that we had not much trouble ." "Good" he said with a smile on his face. "I suppose your visit to me has some motive?" I asked. "Yes, i just found out about a pack not too far from here whose Alpha is a young girl about your age." Really! A female Alpha? Which pack and what's her name" i asked "Alpha Mahnoor of the Moonstone pack, daughter of Alpha Liam. " "Alpha Liam? Didn't he die two years ago? I never knew he had a child, especially not a daughter. "

And Evander Creed, a cold, ruthless Alpha whose name makes full-grown warriors flinch in fear—a man whose hands are stained with the ancient blood of Silas’s entire pack, including innocent women and children slaughtered twenty-two years ago during a failed ritual. I let out a low, bitter laugh, the dry sound breaking against the damp stone walls. Tears of frustration burn the backs of my eyes, but I force them back. I am bound to three Alphas. One was linked to my mother’s secrets, one is a cold-blooded killer, and the third is a hunted rogue who wants to tear the other two apart limb from limb.