Service Alphas Marine Corps Novels & Stories

“Ashley, is there a problem? This is when you voice any issues.” “No Ma’am. I don’t have any problems.” There it was. She looked right through Sal and Rachel could smell the lie. Fine, if she wanted to play games with Sal she would be in for a rather enormous surprise. Not only was he a large man. He’s a man who chose not to become an Alpha or Beta.

The gasping filled the room as he went down onto his knees, water running from his eyes and his throat now scratched from his constant clawing. "Look, I don't know what kind of advantages you take when your Alpha is not here, but Isaac is your superior and whenever Kalan is not around he is in charge, I don't care what position you hold but it can be stripped, I'm guessing he's a little bit too quiet so you all think it's fine to walk over him but I assure you, he deserves as much respect as your Alpha" I say putting more force into the hold. He was almost passed out but I stopped and calmed down, the others took another step away from him and shuffled around.

That it all comes crashing down… Yet, what seals that final fate, is what I see as we enter… Right above the sign welcoming visitors to Jackson, there seems to be a new addition… “Welcome to the territory of the Alphas of Anarchy.”

The next two days were perfect. Seeing Allen hold her pups brought tears to Sebestian's eyes. Allen never looked more beautiful than she did while she was feeding their children. They named the boys Win and Brandon. And both of them are Alphas. Hearing the babies names, the boys and girls were over the moon. They all bickered about who was going to be the best aunt or uncle. It was very amusing and made Sebestian and Allen laugh. Later, Cat told them their pups are true Alpha blood, like Sebestian. Sebestian and Allen were over the moon that their baby was so rare. But they'll love their children equally and teach them to love everyone equally. Sebestians will train their pups at a younger a

“No pressure, then.” Corvin arched a brow. “You’re already under it. You just keep pretending you’re not.” Silence stretched between us, heavy with things I didn’t want named. “What happens,” I asked finally, “if the Alpha rejects the bond?” Corvin didn’t answer right away. He stared into his mug, jaw tightening. “Then the fire looks elsewhere,” he said. “And gods help anyone standing in its path.” My wolf snarled uneasily. I stood, heart pounding. “You’re saying she’s dangerous.”

“Is there a pack that will volunteer?” Celeste could only smile when Alpha James of the Marine Corps Pack stood. “So be it.” Marcus nodded. “Miss Naples, I think a change of scenery would do you some good also. And I think that Alpha Celeste would be a good teacher for you. And congratulations on earning your degree. I am excited to see you get your diploma tonight.”

However, they stand still and straight backed out of respect for the Alpha and my father. “Here are some of our current trainees…” Alpha says approaching our line. As Rafe requested, I go into military mode, no emotions, no opinions, just here to serve. “This it Tate, this is Blake….this is Hong Saunders, he is Alpha of the Saunders pack.” “Ah yes, I hope your father is well?” “Very well thank you Alpha.” Hong replies before Alpha and Father move along the line. “This is Rafe, Beta to the Mulder Pack.”

Kael's arm instantly extended to grip my upper arm, steadying my frame as I rocked back on my heels from the impact. "My stability metrics are fully functional without assistance, Supreme Alpha," I snapped coldly before his palm could make full contact with my skin, my inner wolf snarling at the low amusement rippling through the observing onlookers. I could distinctly isolate Helena Frostclaw’s voice transmitting a sharp, mocking observation to her packmates. "Please redirect your attention to the Alphal, he appears to be registering a severe pain spike." The ancient Alphal, despite his advanced cycles, had purged none of the brutal, high-decibel battlefield curses from his maritime enforce

It was like he was no longer interested in me being here. I made my way over to a small serving trolley that had glasses and bottles of alcohol on it. I took a whiskey glass and filled it with whiskey for him, before making my way back over to where Alpha Cole was sitting. As I stood there beside him, watching him resting there with his head tilted back, a malicious thought popped into my head. "What if I slit his throat right now?" "You will be Alpha for all of about ten seconds, because that's how long it would be until the pack ripped you apart so they could fight it out for the position of Alpha," the voice in my head whispered.

They knew the significance of Aros's presence as both the Alpha of the merguardians and their adoptive pod. Once Alpha Aros was close enough for a somewhat private conversation, he used Aquasign, the underwater sign language, to communicate with Joe and Bryan. "I will remain close," he signed, "as both the Alpha of the merguardians and your adoptive pod, it is my duty and privilege. However, there are merlings present, and I trust that you know how to conduct yourselves around them. Rest assured, if I feel the need, I will not hesitate to cuff you and return you to your cell before the end of the festivities if either of you acts out in any way."