Supreme Alpha Novels & Stories

Use them well, do good works, and lead the Alphas with the same grace and wisdom that I have imparted to the Alphas of the past. As the significance of his new role settled upon his shoulders like a cloak of destiny, Tricc felt the weight of expectation mingled with the thrill of possibility. The path before him stretched into the unknown, fraught with challenges and triumphs yet to come. And as he gazed upon the faces of his ancestors, their legacy intertwined with his own, Tricc knew that his journey as the Supreme Alpha King had only just begun.

Luna, the Alpha of Nampa, carried an air of authority, her presence commanding respect. Alpha Burst, with his diplomatic finesse, had orchestrated this gathering of realms. Emissaries from distant territories had come, seeking to solidify alliances with Nampa. Letters of goodwill and requests for full-fledged alliances adorned the table, reflecting the complexities of diplomacy in the supernatural realm. As Luna took her seat at the centre of the chamber, the room fell into a respectful silence. Alpha Burst, standing beside her, and Alpha Zephyr, representing Blackmoon, flanked her sides. The unity between the three Alphas was evident, a formidable force that spoke of mutual respect and coop

"Okay, but let this not happen again. When I give an order, unless the Supreme revokes it, it must be followed, understood, Trainer?" The Alpha Supreme beta is arrogant and conceited. He thinks he is the best thing in the world, and only sees others as mere omegas. Who only serve the leaders, or as they prefer to call themselves, "blue bloods". If Albert is like that, I can't even imagine how the Supreme Alpha treats in the omegas. Because if one subordinate thinks he is better than all the others. Imagine the almighty Supreme Alpha. "Y-yes," he says, holding back his anger.

Omegas are valued, yet we are treated as less than. Omegas are the only ones who can handle Alphas knots and bare their heirs. Every pack has a rule. At eighteen omegas are auctioned off to the highest bidder. The Alpha of the pack goes first and then his Beta. After that, it goes to the other alphas and betas of the pack. There is only one Alpha who rules the pack. The technical name is Alpha Supreme for the Alpha who leads the pack. Most just call them Alpha, and the other alphas go by their names.

"The brave heart pack isn't a large pack. Instead of sending out warriors to aid them, why don't we share the land, Add it to ours and protect whatever we get alongside our land" I snorted. You could see Simeon's greed rearing its ugly head. He had no interest in the safety of the brave heart pack. He was concerned with the land. Acquiring the brave heart pack and putting it into his own. "That's ridiculous". Roland shouted. "Do you have a better idea?" he snapped at Roland. "And what do you propose we do with the Alpha?" l asked him. "Any Alpha who can not protect his land is unfit to be an Alpha. If we agree on this here, we can do the split and if he puts up a fight, we put him down"

I ask. "Your old pack appears to be looking for you,” She says. "Well, I'm not surprised,” I comment, taking the notice and looking down at it. “Elseway they can’t claim me dead and appoint a new Alpha … This is funny,” Fire Moon looks confused. “What?” "This…,” I point to the drawing of me, which is situated underneath a headline reading: MISSING Alpha, “Our Beta drew this.” “Your beta?” She asks. Cana growls angrily.

Something was off, and the feeling within the room became palpable. “Welcome gentlemen, I am honored that so many of you could join us tonight,” Alexander started. He leaned forward resting his hands on the table as he looked directly into the camera. “There are just five days left until the action starts, and I thought it was high time you got a little preview of what you are all fighting for. How many of you have dreamed about having your very own human pet? Someone that would answer to you and only you, the type that you could use and abuse in any way you saw fit only for her to come back begging for more?”

Scarlet wiped her face with the heel of her hands. “That's insane and you know it!” Jasper blurted out in shock. “Yeah. He's right,” Isabella agreed with him. “That tradition has been in practice for a long time. It's practically forbidden. What are you planning?” Scarlet held her head high. “The Council chose their own Alpha. I'll have to choose mine.” Jasper’s eyes darkened. “You want to elect one of your late husband's brothers as the Alpha? What the hell are you thinking, Scarlet?!”

"Every pack is desperate for an heir to the Supreme Alpha." A shiver ran down my spine at his words. "That doesn’t make sense. The Supreme Alpha doesn’t accept anyone. I’ve heard traders say he doesn’t even look at a woman. That he never sleeps with anyone. That he’s either gay or... a eunuch." My voice was a harsh whisper, full of disbelief. Everyone knew of the Supreme Alpha’s reputation. He had no mate. He had never claimed a female. To some, he was a mystery. To others, a ruthless and untouchable king—more wolf than man. A primal being who cared for nothing but war and bloodshed.

Riviera conjures up a bag of dog treats, then throws it at Justin, along with a tennis ball. "Enjoy." Riviera winks at him. "Wow, that is so awesome." Sash claps. "Yes, and tomorrow we are going to come back to this gym and I'll get you to use your conjuring, or I'm not the True Alpha." The place falls silent. "The what now?" Sabastian cocks his head to the side. "I am the true Alpha, Alpha." Riviera nods. "That's you?" Sabastian and Justin said at the same time.