Star Trek Discovery Season 5 Memory Alpha Novels & Stories

He screams. “Enough,” Alpha Peter snarls. “I, Alpha Peter of the Moonstone pack, hereby banish you from this pack and our territory.” Alpha Peter hunches over, a guttural howl of pain escaping his lips as the connection to Doctor Shields is violently severed, leaving him trembling. After a few moments, he straightens and looks over the Doctor who is still hunched in pain. “You will be released into the custody of the Elder council tomorrow, and I advise you to never return to my territory,”

Aster! The energy in this room is dark. I nonchalantly move my eyes all around. I’m looking for my escape route. “What’s your name?” Alpha Wes is just a few feet in front of me. “Aster.” He steps a foot closer, “Where are you from?” Breathing in slowly, “Massachusetts.” He crosses his arms and looks to Reed, “You disappoint me. You not only took her to bed but also marked her before I even had the chance to meet this rogue.” Reed looks at me exposing his neck.

Sebestian 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?" Sebestian growled. "It's Earth alpha." "Well, Earth, I don't want you to ever see inside my club again. Now get out of my sight." Earth nodded and ran out of the club. Sebestian turned his attention towards Allen and could see how tense his omega was. Sebestian closed his eyes and then opened them as he wrapped his arms around Allen once more.

I pretend to be in pain. "Luna, we understand your plight, but we need another Alpha until Eren recovers. I suggest we go with the Alpha's younger brother, Nick," Henry says, as planned. " Forgive my insolence head beta but I feel like what you just said, feels rushed. We shouldn't be here talking about a replacement for our alpha, instead we should focus on a way to treat our alpha" Beta Boris tries to ruin my plans, making my blood boil. Who exactly invited this fool here.

She was interrupted by Lysandra and Aria entering, the young scholar carrying the ancient tome like it might explode. "Thank you all for coming on short notice," Lysandra said once the council was assembled. Alden was there with his wife Maren, both of them looking curious. Khalden and Soren, now in their fifties but still dedicated to the coalition's administration. Drakon, Vera, and a dozen other key figures. "Aria has made a discovery that affects us all. But particularly—" Her eyes found Lerder. "Particularly the Alpha." A cold premonition settled over Lerder. "What kind of discovery?"

He knew something wasn't adding up; maybe Zora woke up to hide her secret. He knew Alpha Trent wouldn't proceed with Timika, and he was ready to make that happen; she must get her mate and get out of their pack. Alpha shouldn't be obsessed with a kind of woman like that. “Luna, you are awake, thank goodness.” “The doctor said you have a strong memory; there is no way you don't remember who you were before meeting Alpha Dane.” Before Zora could respond, Alpha Trent’s voice cut through the room like a blade. “That’s enough, Graham.”

"The loop in your memory would have made him even more suspicious of you. What else are you not telling us?" When I told them about my conversation with Alpha Derek before he dug into my mind, both his expression and my adoptive mother's grew sharper. "This also happened last night?" he asked, his voice tense. I nodded. He exchanged a sharp glance with my her. Then, his expression turned grim. "I hope it’s not too late." My brows furrowed. "Too late for what?" "He might figure it out before we step in if we don't act right now. The memory loophole is something he'd definitely investigate."

Elena replied, her voice a soft baritone as she pulled him into a kiss that tasted of salt and future. In the human archives below the sanctuary, Dr. Elias Aris had made a discovery that would finalize the remodeling of the pack. He had uncovered a "Deep Sleep" protocol hidden within a corrupted sector of the old corporate servers. It contained the digitized memories of the very first shifters, the ones who had lived before the corporations began to harvest the Silver Crest for parts.

His focus stayed on his father as he grabbed his hand tightly, almost like he was afraid to let go. “I think he can hear us,” he said quietly. Mom nodded slowly. “Yes. I believe so too.” She paused, her eyes studying Alpha Stone carefully. “But I also feel like he might have lost his memory.” Ryder’s head snapped toward her. “What do you mean?” She stepped closer to the bed, her expression thoughtful but worried. “Earlier, I showed him pictures,” she said. “You… your mother… the three of you together.” Her voice softened. “There was no reaction. No recognition. Not even a blink.”