Romans & histoires Stark Varg Alpha Top Speed

“You came all the way here with just one wolf? That’s it? You really think your hired muscle is enough to save you?” Valkira’s eyes narrowed. “I only need one warrior to take down you and your pathetic pack.” Aaron’s jaw tightened. “How did you get here so fast? My scouts are watching every road from the villa.” “I ran,” Valkira said simply. “Impossible!” Aaron snapped, his eyes widening. “No mainland wolf can cover that distance on foot that quickly.” Valkira stared at him. “Then you clearly don’t know what a true Alpha is capable of.” Aaron let out another laugh and turned to his guards. “She’s desperate and talking nonsense.”

If it weren't for my seatbelt, I would have been thrown out of the vehicle. My heart thrashed in my chest in a wild rhythm that echoed in my ears. I clutched the steering wheel tightly in my iron grasp until my fist blanched white and I felt my eyes flash from their usual ocean blue to deadly obsidian. A warning growl vibrated the earth beneath the paws of the four wolves, showing them I wasn't an ordinary wolf. I was an alpha and they should think twice before fucking with me.

Viddar teased the moment the raven black beast reached his side. "You are just slow and weak, Delta" the Alpha retorted mockingly before taking the lead. Passing Viddar's wolf who just scoffed while eating dust from the Alpha's extraordinary speed. ****😉😉****

“This is the holding area of the Blackmoon Auction House, you idiot. Your pack sold you.” “You’re lying. Why would they suddenly sell me?” “I told you before, you were never fit to be the mate of an Alpha like Dario Dravenhall.” “What do you mean?!” I snapped, gripping the bars. I refused to believe it. “Just admit it, you’re the one who kidnapped me! Just wait, I’ll make you—” “Hey!” Alaric cut me off, shoving his hand through the bars and grabbing my throat. “Just because you think you’ve landed a powerful Alpha doesn’t mean you get to act tough. Don’t forget, you were nothing but a worthless stray from our pack, and—”

"I originally tried using a parasite to control that Harpy, but it failed." Vera watched her creation, explaining rapidly, "Then I discovered that the Harpy's cells were incredibly active — they could fuse perfectly with the Tyrant's muscle tissue! So I performed a little... transplant surgery... "Now this big guy can not only fight and tank hits, but fly too! Top speed of 250 kilometers per hour! A bit slower than a Harpy, but... one word from the boss, and it's the ultimate living bomber."

"And tell Marcus the vampire prince wants to be left alone." "Prince?" The female's eyes widen. "You're Stark. The one who triggered the prophecy." Of course. Even in the wild lands, his shame precedes him. Before she can say more, footsteps approach. Heavy, confident, accompanied by the scent of alpha dominance. Stark turns to see a massive figure emerge from the trees, easily seven feet tall with muscles like corded steel. Marcus. The rogue alpha surveys the scene, his scarred face impassive. Four wolves groaning on the ground, the female bleeding, and Stark standing in the center like a avenging spirit.

Dane's POV. “I said move faster! I am the Alpha, I am the rules of the pack. No one has the right to question my movement!” I commanded, my veins raging with nothing but fury and rage. I felt a sense of urgency coursing through my veins as Beta Ivar finally accepted and began to drive the car at its fastest speed just as I had commanded. If we were going to get Edmond or at least find Astrid alive, then that meant we needed to go faster. There shouldn't be any delay, no hesitation.

“Alpha Mason-” “Just Bronx is fine. I don’t need the formalities.” I hold my hand up to stop her. “Alright, Bronx, tell me about wolves. How fast is a natural wolf versus your wolf at top speed? And how long can he sustain that pace?” “Natural wolf? Thirty miles per hour, I guess? Saint has hit almost seventy miles an hour, but only for about fifteen minutes. He can hold fifty for at least an hour.” My brow furrows at the odd line of questions.

“I know. Impressive right? It takes a true mechanic to know how to work a machine without the tools to do it. Shifting was a pain but once she got up to 130 she was flying steady.” “The top speed is 125!” Sky rolled her eyes at me. “Actually, it’s 123 but not if you throw in a little extra boost.” “I need to go before I throttle you.” She chuckled. “I get it. Throttled. Good one.” Kev snorted and laughed but he came over and grabbed my arm. “Alright, Alpha. We need to head back. Remember, you have things to do. Like not murdering your future mate. Yeah?” I growled and pointed at Sky. “We will talk about this later.”

“I am not! This is a game that can be played in two. I will ignore her until she comes to me! ” "No" Stark said "You will go to see her now!" “Mark my words, Stark Cruz! I will not! I am not a fool to let her do what she wants with me. I am an alpha, the most powerful alpha in Canada, I can't run after a woman just because she wants so. " Max yells at Stark. “You know what? If we lose her again, because of your ego, you are dead to me! ” And Stark closes all his links with Max, leaving him as human as possible.