Space Patrol Delta Novels & Stories

"Why would you do this to yourself? To us?" "Because the 'Actual Real' is dying, Delta!" she hissed, her voice distorted by the "Logic-Leak." "The Earth is a desiccated husk! The 'Mothership' is the only place left with real air, real water, and a sun that doesn't kill you with radiation! My mother—our mother—promised me that if I 'Managed' you, I’d get to keep my 'Life-License'!" "At the cost of five billion souls?" I asked.

Yuri - POV When I reached the site where the building was left with debris, I saw the guards of the Night Pack come to the site and ask us to step away, not allowing us to go further. I hated stepping away, but my eyes snapped at the guy who walked in with authority. He wasn't the Alpha but gave off the air of a Beta or Gamma. "Beta Ted," the guard informed him, adding that there were no casualties or injuries. He nodded, looking at us with curiosity and a slight suspicion as we stood on the other side, watching the guards in action, helping their civilians evacuate the place.

Mother, on the other hand, tuned out anything that didn’t involve social prestige or designer labels. My lips parted in shock. Alpha Kael Dravaryn had been circulating through every pack like wildfire over the past few months. His name appeared in conversations that ended abruptly, the moment someone noticed they were being overheard. No one spoke of him casually. He was the most feared Alpha in the region, a man who had recently lost his Luna and been left to raise two young children alone. The whispers about her death were endless and never consistent. Some claimed the Alpha had lost control one night, his temper finally turning lethal, which caused her death.

I ask in part because I’ll feel better having Cayden and Zella there as a buffer but also because if we’re both going, I’ll need to make sure our Gamma and Delta will be around to run things while we’re away. “I was going to talk to you about it. That was actually one of the reasons I came in here. I was going to tell you that we’re planning on going and see if you wanted to come with us after we were done talking about the strange scents that our patrols picked up last night. But then you started daydreaming and not listening to a damn thing I was saying.” He says with a slight chuckle. “Yeah, that would be great. Makes more sense to all go in one car. We’ll just need to make sure that Bree

The Omega can smell nothing else, and he smiles, nuzzling it as he slowly falls asleep… Thirty minutes later, the quiet room is filled with voices as the dominant Delta 3s return from their time outside. Most file into the lounge area, which has a large wrap-around couch and a large flat-screen TV mounted to the wall, while the rest head for their beds to take a nap. Aaron's eyebrows knit together as he walks toward the back of the room. He can see a head of hair lying on his pillow and immediately becomes irritated. “What the fuck?!” He cursed to himself as he approached his bed.

Silas said rubbing the back of his neck. “And your father is right.” A deep voice spoke. “Whoa!” Silas and Marco said leaning their heads back to look up at the 7 foot 4, 400 lb. wall of muscle smirking down at them. “I’m Royal Delta General Shadow Collins; this is my mate Royal Delta General Jennifer Collins.” He introduced himself and his mate. “Hi, I’m Royal Beta Jyden Hunt.” He greeted them. “Those two over there are the Shadow Twins, Spyder and Spencer Collins, Delta Warriors, and part of the Queens Royal Guards.”

Report: Quinn The Mojave Desert. United States of America. Crash site of an Axion warship. Designation: "Project Terminus" Six-hundred meters. Five-hundred. Four. Three. Two. One. A jarring impact and a flash of sensors, the crackle of my comms. My HUD booted up with a hum. I frowned. After experiencing the Spartan's intuitive display, my command capsule no longer felt as impressive. This Valkyrie would have to suffice.

Without a Beta, the pack would fall. Delta- The Third in Command. Unlike Alpha and Beta, the Delta's rank is achieved, chosen by the future Alpha and Beta to work alongside them. Delta's work closely alongside Luna's, dealing with the internal pack issues, helping pack members in need. Without a Delta, the pack would fall.

Lucas' POV Lucian seldom revealed his real feelings in front of others. He only did it in front of me. It was like a fucking curse. I stared at him, ready to face the music. Lucian continued relentlessly, "For once in your life, Luke. Think with your head, not your dick. You were there last night at Lagoon Park. You saw what happened. If we had been five seconds late, those rogues would eat Louisa alive! Four of them didn't make it through interrogation, and one of them finally gave us the truth. They were sent by the Defiant Pack. Apparently, Beta Nathan asked them to dress up like hobos and approached her. Do you see what's going on here? As soon as they heard the rumor that your mate was

Silas said rubbing the back of his neck. “And your father is right.” A deep voice spoke. “Whoa!” Silas and Marco said leaning their heads back to look up at the 7 foot 4, 400 lb. wall of muscle smirking down at them. “I’m Royal Delta General Shadow Collins; this is my mate Royal Delta General Jennifer Collins.” He introduced himself and his mate. “Hi, I’m Royal Beta Jyden Hunt.” He greeted them. “Those two over there are the Shadow Twins, Spyder and Spencer Collins, Delta Warriors, and the Queens Royal Guards.”