Star Trek Discovery Season 5 Memory Alpha Novels & Stories

Alex growled, his eyes glowing gold. The other alpha's eyes grew wide, and he immediately got up and off the bar stool and backed away. "I'm sorry, Alpha." "What's your name?" Alex growled. "It's Earth alpha." "Well, Earth, I don't ever want to see you at my club again. Now get out of my sight." Earth nodded and ran out to the club. Alex turned his attention to Ash and could see how tense he was. Alex closed his eyes and then opened them as he wrapped his arms around Ash once more.

A memory flooded me – a memory I hadn’t been able to remember. I was staring up at Alpha Ryker. His pale blue eyes were teeming with rage. “Omega,” he snarled. I blinked into the empty space where his image had just been. That didn’t make any sense, did it? I was a Warrior Wolf. I’d always been a Warrior Wolf. Why had he called me an Omega? The memory had to be wrong. It was probably a result of the transporter. Wasn’t it? There was a grunt behind me, followed immediately by the sound of someone retching their guts up. I turned slowly, in a daze, caught between reality and memory and the dreamscape conjured up by intercontinental magical travel.

“Show me.” “Sh-show you?” “The Alpha. Close your eyes and think about him. I want to make sure you aren’t lying to us.” I nodded again, reluctantly shutting my eyes and pushing forward the memory I had of him. Anxiety chewed at my nerves, but I had to remember. My life depended on it. ~*~ *One year ago*

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.”

The beeping sound of the machines grew louder, and I could hear Cole and Tedros panicking in the background. I couldn't make out what they were saying. However, after a while, I felt a substance inserted into me. My body began reacting to it. My eyes started to feel heavy. “Is she going to be alright?” I heard Tedros ask another figure in the room. “Alpha, after looking through her files, I guess she might have temporary memory loss about what happened.” “What? She wouldn't remember what happened to her and my mate.” “Yes, Alpha.” As I drifted into unconsciousness, I wished I would never remember that day. It would be better for me and everyone else.

His jaw tightened as he realized he had forgotten she was at the market with a maid, and they had taken the forest route. Alfred met the Alpha outside the castle, quickly bowing before delivering the news. “It has been reported that the maid and the slave sent to the market earlier this morning have yet to return, milord,” Alfred said, although he knew the Alpha would never care about a common servant. Alfred instinctively took two steps back as he felt the Alpha’s aura grow darker and more dangerous. He wondered what had triggered this. Was it really the missing servants? Hell no! At that moment, a guard arrived with the Alpha’s horse, and Rayven trailed behind on his own horse.

Her phone was a steady, warm weight in her palm; she’d reread their conversation three times now, each pass sending a fresh jolt of restless electricity through her veins. Beside her, Lucy drove with one hand draped over the wheel, her voice steady as she cataloged pack logistics. Ellie nodded and hummed in all the right places, but her mind was miles away. It was back in the bedroom she’d just left. It was caught on the low, resonant memory of Roman’s voice—a sound that made it feel like he already knew how this story ended. "—and Alpha expects the full assembly by Friday," Lucy said, then paused. "Ellie? You still on this planet?"

I’d rather sit next to my brother in a grave than let him save me. The line connected. “Nathan, it’s been a while.” Alan’s voice bubbled through the speakers. My stomach dipped as Nathan and I went through pleasantries. I snatched the phone and went straight to the point. “Is it possible for an Alpha to imprint on a Beta?” “Zane,” he said, “it’s been ages. We barely speak….” He went on speaking about how I always came to him when I was younger. “I don’t have anything to say to a man who got married to his best friend’s woman.” My voice still calm, but my grip on the phone tightened. “Now answer my question.”

It was the symbol of their bond, of her place as Luna. She'd destroyed it. So she had already made up her mind to leave him back then? He asked himself over and over again. Did Elena truly hate him this much? Would she not even give him a chance to admit his mistakes? Once, they had been each other’s most important person in the world—how had things come to this? As these thoughts raced through his mind, tears slipped from Damien’s eyes, soaking his sleeve. "Alpha, during our investigation, we also found that there seems to be something off about Vivian."

“You don’t understand what was at stake.” “Then explain it,” I snapped. “Explain why you hid the truth. Why you waited until my wolf awakened to tell me I’m your daughter. Why you looked me in the eye and told me to choose between marrying a stranger or disappearing into an academy full of wolves who would tear me apart if they knew who I was.” Their names were imprinted in my memory. Zandro, Lucien, Nyx, Ronan, Alaric. They were all Alphas. “Willow.” She said my name like a warning.