Stark Varg Alpha Novels & Stories

This was only approved because of the common goal that they had and that is to stop Ares and Isabel. Another thing that we found out is that Drake was not your ordinary Alpha, but we still don’t have an idea as to what other capabilities he might possess. We all believe in the possibility that the box containing such memory was still locked away in his mind. We also discovered that Leon was no Beta nor was Calvin and Nori. To be exact, all the four of them were Alpha, which actually explains their superiority complex. There are a lot of things that we have found out and a lot of things that didn’t really change. They might have altered our memories but whatever we felt or whatever our feelin

It happened so fast,’ I tremble. Alpha Varan takes a step closer with fists clenched and looks disturbingly deep into my eyes with rage. ‘You tried to save Micah?’ He laughs. ‘You’re a useless human with no magic, no wolf and now no mate! I’ll take my son home to Storm Glenn, where he will be laid to rest away from you!’ He says. I glare at Alpha Varan, ‘No!’ I say firmly and stand. ‘No?’ He replies, raising an eyebrow.

“Your great Alpha. Bleeding out. Losing control. How much longer before the programming finishes what the labs started and he turns on the rest of you?” I tried to wrench it free. His fingers dug in harder. “I can offer you something he can’t,” Varen continued. “Stability. A pack that isn’t fractured. An Alpha who isn’t one command away from becoming a weapon aimed at your throat.” “I’d rather die,” I spat. He laughed softly. “We’ll see.”

The paper was already beginning to soft-fringe under the heavy humidity of the Lagos morning, but the corporate seal at the top of the page—the three interlocking V’s of the Vane-Global Consortium—was stamped in a deep, glossy ink that resisted the dampness. "Jago," I whispered, the name feeling like a dry stone in my mouth. I didn't reach for the folder. I reached behind me, my hand finding the heavy, cold iron of Dante’s forearm. The Alpha was standing three inches deep in the river mud, his massive chest heaving as his real lungs adjusted to the thick, oxygen-heavy air of the coast. The charcoal-black crust that had saved his life in the Swiss vault was flaking off his shoulders in large,

I yelled. The alpha turned to look at me. Stark was still struggling to get freed. "Please put him down." I requested. The alpha put Stark down and Stark was gasping for air. "Please leave." I said to Stark. "You will pay for this." Stark said, glaring at the alpha. The alpha smirked and Stark only got more annoyed and left. I heard the door slam shut and Stark's footsteps as he left with his car.

“What do you hope to get out of this?” “As you know my club runs a weapons trade, with our new prospect we will also be delving into the intel side of things. I suggest becoming business partners, we can supply you with the guns and information needed to carry out your hits,” I paused, allowing this to sink in. There was no surprise in Stryker’s expression, he knew this would eventually come, Killian, however seemed to be taken a little off guard by it all. “My tech guy is currently working to financially disable the Lords, we will split the proceeds fifty fifty with you, securing the funds in untraceable offshore accounts.”

He is Daxton Astrid, the strongest werewolf in the entire race—the Alpha King. Maive didn’t look fine when she excused herself earlier, and she looked pale. We should have gone with her, but she refused, and now here we are, worried about her whereabouts. I cannot trust this place full of different creatures we do not know. I also cannot enjoy tonight with this uneasy feeling telling me something is wrong.

"Evan says if we kill their Alpha, they'll know what we're capable of if they tried to get rid of us." Maria snorted," do you have any idea how difficult it would be to kill an Alpha?" A recollection to last night suddenly came to me, "Evan knows someone in Akbur Hills, a woman who can make a poison." Marias eyes met me," I knew her, and her poison took months to make, not to mention you need silver, and the wolves have destroyed any that they can find-" "We can do it, Evan will get the recipe from the lady in Akbur Hills, he can make the poison here, well get supplies from town-"

Rider POV The night was quiet as I walked along the edge of the forest. The air was cold, and the ground felt firm beneath my boots. I was supposed to be in my office finishing reports, but when rogues were detected near our borders, I came out to patrol. As Alpha, I always led the search myself. My Beta spoke through the pack link, saying the trail had gone cold. No tracks. No body. No clear signs. That bothered me. Rogues rarely moved without reason. Something about tonight felt wrong, and the feeling sat heavy in my chest like a warning.

“Eyes here." “Lord Vargen! With all due respect, I have done nothing to deserve this!” He snarled, pointing to me with a stiffened arm.“I-it’s just a sla-" “Whatever she, or any other person within these walls is, is of no concern to you, because they are the kings staff.” Vargen leaned closer. “Not yours.” I heard a painful scrunch as his grip tightened, and the Alpha cried out in pain, his neck reddening as it bulged.