Stark Varg Alpha Novels & Stories

a deep, booming voice rumbled from the shadow of the valley trail. Alpha Varga strode through the snow, his massive, seven-foot frame casting a wide shadow over the white landscape. He didn't wear a cuirass like Dmitry; his chest was bare beneath an open mantle of bear hide, showing the thick, jagged scars of a hundred territorial disputes. His white beard was frozen with rime, and his scent was overwhelming—stale blood, wet dog, and the bitter, sharp ozone of an alpha whose dominance was being tested.

they begged. “Alpha.” A voice called, and I turned. It was Varik. He was back so soon, but not alone. With him were three other men, badly beaten and bruised. They could barely stand on their own. Altogether, Varik tossed them towards the others on the ground like a sack of grain. “No... please,” the other two begged, fear shimmering in their eyes as they stared at my beta. Varik was a man of violence when necessary, and pity wasn’t a word in his vocabulary. So without wanting to dirty myself, I stepped away, tossing the knife to him. I still had to see my Luna after, and she hated the stench of blood.

she said with confidence that had me staring at her. My wolf especially felt the stirrings of unease. I was an Alpha wolf, after all, and Valeria was the perfect submissive. She would usually melt at the tone of command or displeasure in my voice. When the hell did she grow so confident? My unease quickly grew into anger. The nerve of this woman! After all I had done for her. After everything I did for her, I couldn't let her go. Not like this. I wouldn't give her the satisfaction of trying to convince her to stay.

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

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.