Supernatural Delta Novels & Stories

The air seemed to shift as the next leader approached. A soft-spoken woman, draped in white robes, stepped forward. Her hands were calloused, yet her touch seemed to carry the weight of care. She bowed deeply before speaking. "Luna, I am Sariah Avenhart, the chief of the Deltas. These were the war deltas and not like the ones that had attended to me during the Luna's Duel. "We are the healers and caretakers of the pack, mending both the body and the spirit." Her calm voice and serene expression were a contrast to the war-ready Gammas and shadowy Thetas. The Deltas were the ones who would be at the heart of the battlefield, saving the wounded, ensuring the warriors could return to the frontli

Realization struck her, bending down Mia dragged her mom, crying and shouting. The betrayal stung Mia like a thousand needles piercing her heart. How could her father, the man who had raised her, protected her, and taught her right from wrong, be the one to turn against her now that she needed him the most? Was he also possessed? Was the demon using him as well to take control? Is the demon targeting wolf pack leaders so he can take control of all the wolf clans? Thoughts ran through Mia's mind as she held her mom on the ground.

His premonitions led him to believe that his beloved Allan, the ten-year-old werewolf Alpheno who possesses the power of supreme god, was in grave danger. As Kai prepared to embark on a perilous journey to rescue Allan, a terrifying force descended upon Gaia. Fen, the formidable leader of the Werewolf God Destroyers, materialized amidst the tranquil surroundings, his eyes gleaming with a malevolent hunger. With a ferocious roar that echoed through the valley, he unleashed his wrath upon the unsuspecting villagers.

The crowd of villagers parted and the man who was an Alpha glared at me, his lip curling up in hostility. “And who the fuck are you to tell an Alpha what to do, little wolf?” he growled. “I’m the Delta’s Daughter and I’m telling you now, unhand these villagers or this man will unleash my beast,” I said, pointing at Rhett who was gathering himself off the ground. That was always my answer when I was asked who I was. Not Alpha, not Queen, but the Delta’s Daughter. That was the name I had become known as throughout the werewolf kingdom and beyond: The Delta’s Daughter, a title that was fast becoming a legend.

"And I do not give a shit about that, Father. I do not fucking care how long he has lived. All I need is to taste his blood and feel how it tastes on my lips." Lucas said, looking at his father. "Fine, as you wish. Inform the men to prepare for war then, for the future." Alpha Vincent said, smiling at his son. "Very good, then." Lucas said, walking out from his father's presence. ******** Bella opened her eyes. Her eyes were heavy. All she saw was darkness, which overclouded her eyes. Then slowly, she opened them, staring at the ceiling. The ceiling looked strange to her. She found herself staring back at herself. Where was she? Was she perhaps in a better realm, free from Lucas and her pack

I lift my head, staring at the door, and then it clicks open. In walks a man I recognise. Why do I recognise him? I sniff. He’s strong, ranked... Delta. Broad, strong, powerful. Not as big as my human. I push my forelegs up into a sitting position and stare him down. He closes the door and stands in front of me. No scent of fear. Calm heartbeat. He isn’t afraid of me. “Hello, Thor. I don’t know if you remember me. I’m Delta Greg, of Blood Moon. You’re in the cells. Do you remember what happened?”

"Yes, I heard it with my own ears and we saw how Josef carried Klaire. You should have seen it. The poor girl wasn't moving and seemed.. lifeless." "Goddess, look at the amount of blood on him. Is she even alive?" "I can't believe Zella's actually a monster. She's always smiling and she seemed okay." "What do you mean? One look and you know she's a mean b*tch." Everyone shut up as Delta Henry walked out while carrying his satchel and I quickly stood to greet him.

“Wh…what are you doing?” “What you should have done a long time ago,” Logan snapped. “Do you know who this is?” “Silas, of course,” Dad made a face. “No, this is not Silas. This is Delta Andres…the missing Delta of RiverPride pack,” I said, throwing Silas a look as he coughed and groaned. “Silas is just an alias.” “What?” Dad croaked, his eyes widening. “Wh…what? How? Ho…How?” “That we will find out soon,” I said.

Solana growled silently. “Was I supposed to take a fox’s word?! Damn it!” “Solana! Nerissa!” A familiar voice was calling for their name. It was Solana’s two other betas. They were running with the wind, Solana could feel their emotions, they were almost uncertain of what to feel. “Damian! Juls! Hurry up!” Solana shouted. They were gasping for air when they were reunited with their Alpha. Supernaturals don’t gasp for air, but they would if two big bad foxes were after them.

Hale answered all of their questions, not once sounding exasperated. “THAT IS SO COOL!” Sage exclaimed. “Can we meet the vampires? Are there any angels and demons we can meet? What about witches? Are there witches around?” River continued with their questions. “I don’t know the clan personally, but possibly. The pack to our north, Silverclaw, has a vampire as their Delta female. I don’t know any angels or demons personally. As for witches, I think the closet coven is Seattle.” Hale shrugged. This was getting to be way too much. All of the supernatural creatures are real? My kids readily accepted this, hanging on Hale’s every word while I was still trying to process this. I sighed in relief w