Novel & Cerita Supernatural Vampire Alpha

Seth replied and took a step. Alex raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that?" What happened next happened very quickly. Alex shifted back into his wolf form and lunged at Seth. Fortunately, Seth wasn't quick enough to get out of the way, and Alex now had him pinned to the ground. Alphas were strong, very strong, but no one was stronger than Alex. Alex looked Seth right in the eyes and growled. He then turned back into his human self. "Now I suggest you get out of here and find your own Omega; that or I will rip your throat out with my teeth right here and now."

"I waited ten years for this day. It doesn't matter if you're maimed or if you have that vampire's baby in your belly. I still want you as my mate." I leaned against his warm and mighty chest. I could hear his strong heartbeat thumping inside him. Before my consciousness fell into darkness, I heard the last words he said, "This time, I'll never let you go!" … When I woke up, I found myself in the Alpha King's tent. My wounds had been tended to, and I was lying on the soft fur of a beast. I tried to move and realized I did not feel much pain despite being weak. The tent curtains were opened, and a man entered. He was holding a cup filled with black liquid. His upper torso was bare, revealing

Am I right? `You’re right, but we have to start small. We can’t go overboard, so we won’t draw attention to us. There’s a small werewolf pack I’ve been eyeing. The alpha is getting on my nerves. We can start with that first. What do you think, Draven?` Demeter asked, and they all turned to the vampire. Draven lifted his head, taking his eyes off the monster, and his lips curled to a demonic smirk.

Chapter 14: The Supreme Alphas Eons ago, Eplica had numerous Supreme Alphas. Then war broke out between the three creatures on the continent; the humans, the vampires, and the werewolves. No, thanks to Humans' terrifying technology, the vampires, and the werewolves surprisingly suffered terrible losses. But one suffered more than the other. The wolves suffered more because, at a point, thanks to their Supreme Alphas, the wolves were winning on both sides. So, the vampires and the humans formed an alliance. Their main plot was to wipe out all the Supreme Alphas of the wolf clans. Before the wolves knew what was happening, it was almost too late.

It was Alpha, and boy, did it smell really amazing, like home. Allen shook her head as she tried to concentrate on Ohm's scent, which was barely there, and before she could get it, she was tackled on the ground and was now laying on her back with another wolf pinning her down. The wolf was huge, and it smelled like the same alpha she had been smelling before. The wolf's fur was black with a reddish tint, and his eyes were gold. He was gorgeous, and Allen had never seen a wolf like that before. When Allen looked up, she saw the Alpha growling at Allen and showing his canine teeth. Allen whimpered and closed her eyes. She knew this was a bad idea. She should not have run after Ohm, but of cour

I looked up and saw one of the younger warriors, standing there with a stack of fresh linens in his arms, and he was looking at me like I was doing something wrong. "The Alpha told me to move her gear, Leo, so I’m just getting started on the first load while she’s out," I replied, quickly shoving the wooden wolf back into the bag and zipping it shut as fast as I could. "Is it true she's a vampire?" He asked as he stepped into the room to drop the sheets on the bed, and he looked around the space with wide eyes like he expected a monster to jump out of the closet. "The guys are saying she doesn't eat food and that she stays awake all night just watching the hallways, so everyone is pretty fre

Electricity hummed faintly through concealed wiring, but the room still smelled of earth and iron. To my right sat the Alpha of the Bloodborn, Idris. Broad shoulders, lazy grin, black hair tied at his nape. Cocky and always amused. To my left, the Alpha of the Wolfgang territories, Markus. Blond, rigid and disciplined. His pack guarded the northern lines. Across from us sat the Council. Seven of them. Ageless in appearance. One of them leaned forward, his hair and beard were unnaturally white, as if drained of all color, yet his face bore no wrinkles. His silver eyes fixed on me. “It concerns your uncle, Alpha Xander.”

It is then I realize that Alisa has somehow yanked out the dagger from her body and thrown it in my direction. Before his wolves can turn around to save their self-proclaimed ‘alpha’, I grab the dagger and plunge it deep into Zion’s chest, piercing his heart. His face is racked with agony and he raises a quivering hand to try and pull the dagger out. I do not give him the chance, instead, I twist the g=dagger embedded in his chest, damaging his heart beyond any form of repair. Tears gather in his eyes and his hand slips back down to his side. A sigh escapes his lips, “No…I am Alpha –“

"The genuine alpha has the power to hear and speak to all lycanthropes in the world through his mind, while others can only communicate with their own pack. Even the genuine alpha's mate doesn't have this power, it seems to be exclusive to him." "When I was getting to the part about the females, Margaret took the book from me," he reports sulking as he remembers. But that was before he knew about his history and before he decided he was going to kill his own kind. And so, like Mary Van Helsing, Occisor Van Helsing is in the process of becoming a traitor to his own people. He doesn't care, he just wants to avenge his mother, his aunt and himself. He now wants to become the thing the wolves, a

In this field, with a large number of vampires, silencers were the best choice. "Three alphas have come to the border," one of the vampires said with amusement in the distance, which made the Alphas stop for a moment and look at him. The vampire's voice was groggy, and they knew he was controlled by black witches. He then laughed. "I guess the werewolves are now being threate—" The vampire didn’t even finish his sentence as the Alpha King slit his throat, leaving him bleeding to death. He had no patience to listen to the nonsense words of witches.