The Alpha's Doom Novels & Stories

"You will deliver the witch to me. You will deliver your scarred prize. If you fail to appear before the sun breaches the horizon, your beloved commander’s brain will be liquefied by our neural-pulse grid. And with her, your only surviving chance at synthesizing a cure for your dying race will burn to absolute ash. Choose wisely, Alpha." The screen violently cut to black, leaving the cabin in absolute, terrifying darkness.

It wasn't like looking at a mirror; it was like looking at a god that had grown bored of its creation. ​"Ren! The Universal-Link is spiking!" Leo shouted over the roar of the encroaching tsunami. "The people, they aren't just seeing the wave. They’re feeling the Alpha’s hunger!" ​At the console, Ren’s fingers were a blur of motion. "It’s a 'Data-Overwrite', Leo! The Alpha isn't just a giant; he’s a living server. He’s broadcasting a signal that tells every cell in every human body in Neo-Tokyo that they are Obsolete. The 'Collective-Will' is faltering because they’ve met their biological superior!"

Glancing around and down at the circle drew around me, I see it has disappeared which means I’m done with this weird session. I move away and straight out of the house. “Well, shall we go have the fun we’re suppose to have tonight?” My voice came out in a bit of a shout. Attracting the attention of the two people waiting for me. How is Lucien said to be the one to cause the doom, a doom said to bring the end of all werewolves, and Lucien is the Alpha King. Does this doom have anything to do with the demons in him. More reasons for us to go get that orbs back together and put an end to those demons out of him forever and ever.

I could tell it was two men— betas, from their eyes which glowed in the night. Their words were muffled over the fabric on my head so I could barely make sense of their words; “Quick…it’s only a matter of time:” “The Alpha is doomed.” “May the goddess save this land.” The Alpha? Tanner? What did he have to do with this?? They tightened the fabric around my throat and my heads tried reaching for the ends, I could barely breathe, pretty sure I would be dead before they carry out the actual plan to end my life. Tears streamed down my cheeks as I’d already succumbed to my fate.

I knocked on the door and waited for a reply. 'Yes, vee come in' Alpha said How did he know it was me, I think to myself as I open the door. And there he said at the desk rubbing his temples, like whatever he was working on was giving him a killer head ache, then from what I had witnessed mum do for dad when he got this way, I walked to the bar and poured him a scotch and walked over to the alpha placing the glass Infront if him. 'Tough night' I ask

the beta in questions daughter in so little. Nudity in packs is not an unusual thing but I preferred what was mine to stay mine. I was definitely not comfortable walking around in my birthday suit like some and I didn’t see that changing ever. Just as I reach the door handle I hear muffled male voices and turn. A group of the Alphas were in the hallway. One of them taller than the rest, catches my eye, their jaw clenching. They return their attention to the group and redirect them in the opposite direction. I step in the bathroom and try to think where I had seen him before. He was taller than the rest, tan with rock solid muscle. Intimidating to look at and that’s saying something consider

“Dada... it’s... it’s so loud... they’re all... screaming...” "The Audience is demanding the 'First Kill', Genesis!" the Critic shrieked, his ink-eyes swirling with a frantic, mercury-white static. "If you don't strike, the sector will be 'Liquidated'! The North will go dark forever!" The First Alpha appeared behind the Critic, his hand of "Biological Remorse" reaching for the man’s hoodie. But the First Alpha was fading, his form turning into a series of "Footnotes" at the bottom of the room.

“Why the hell aren’t you guys moving? We should stop them!” Wesley and Zeus exchanged worried looks before shaking their heads. “We… can’t.” My frown deepened when I saw genuine fear in their eyes. “It will only get worse, Alex,” Wesley said. “Damon’s already in a bad mood because you managed to eliminate him yesterday. I’m afraid he’ll go on a rampage and eliminate our other team members even before the game starts.” “Eliminate?” Wesley pursed his lips. “It’s a known rumor that things get nastier during the duration of the Alpha Fest. There aren’t any pronounced rules, so even when the games are technically not being played, other Alphas still play the game.”

“Don’t worry.” But the worry was already there, clawing inside me. “What are you talking about?” I pressed, my voice sharp with rising fear. Benita sighed, then whispered, “There are only two months left until the thousand years are up. When that day comes… Alpha Damon goes completely feral.” The words echoed in my skull. Two months. My ears rang like a bell, and pain shot through my head. My chest tightened until I couldn’t breathe. “No,” I gasped, clutching my shirt. My vision swam, the kitchen spinning around me.

“What does it do?” Kevin leaned in, voice low. “Alpha’s Poison.” The words didn’t sink in at first. I thought I didn't hear him clearly. “What?” “Alpha’s Poison,” he repeated. “Designed specifically to take down alphas. No antidote for it. Once it enters the bloodstream, it attacks their inner wolf, severs the bond between man and beast. They die a painful death.” My breath caught in my throat. Everything around me slowed. The walls pressed in. The vial shook in my hand.