Ultra Alter Novels & Stories

But this is the tradition you will never be told stronger if you won't pass this forest. ___________ KEZTOR_elder "Walter" power_THUNDER FINO: VENOM GUALTIERO: GRAVITY MAI: WATER NARKISSA: NUMBNESS and TELEPORT NUNZIO: VOICE ORAZIO: SNIPER "Warg grandson, that was the list of all your clan allies. Are you sure about this" "I was born ready grandpa this is what I've been training for right? So what are you asking me like that?"

When he saw that I was staring at his reaction, his loud laughter abruptly ended. "Don't frighten the kid with that crazy cackle," the suited man warned. He came over and put out his right hand to shake mine. He introduced himself as "Sir Ullyses Travar Leviste, commonly known as Ultra." Without thinking, I reached out and took his hand. I was startled when his warm palm touched my hand. Until, that is, I inadvertently encircled our arms in electrical wires. It appeared to calm the man in pajamas down. His eyes widened when he felt the jolt of electricity in our embrace. "Cool! She's the vessel, after all!"

After Ulva's presence betrayed him, he raised his hand and produced a spear enveloped in black lightning. This superior-quality spiritual treasure exuded a menacing aura. It was adorned by a bloodthirsty glow, as well as the anguished cries of countless innocent souls. Ulva, a gold-medal assassin of Greatflare's assassin organization known as Dragnet Association, was able to showcase his remarkable talent after honing his skills for thirty years. However, the significant resources required for advancement in the Greatflare were monopolized by Greatflare's royals. Despite his exceptional abilities, Ulva had been entangled in conflicts with the royals and found himself stripped of these resour

Without being told, the crowd divides, clearing an uninterrupted path to his destination. Just then, his face finally comes into view and then I see him even clearly. A tall, broad-shouldered man, he had a ripped body that even the clothing he wore couldn't hide it. His aura was commanding. Then his face…. heavens, well defined, it seemed as though he was created on a special day, giving him unique, extremely handsome features. His midnight black eyes held no emotion, a huge contrast to his handsome, alluring facial features. Alpha Iskander Damaris of the blood moon pack , The almighty warlord. The soulless butcher.

Leandro shouted something, but Tristan didn’t hear. He turned toward the enemy's general, huge, brutal, holding two axes, and he let the curse free. His roar split the field. Power exploded from his chest in a burst of golden flame, sending wolves flying in every direction. His veins pulsed with light, his muscles tearing, repairing, reshaping. He wasn’t changing. He was becoming something else. The original bloodline, the First Alpha, was released. “TRISTANNN!”

"They introduced themselves as Sol and Olvar. Do ... do you really know them?" Ullric's body shook violently when he heard the familiar name. Sol was the woman who held the position of his beta pack in the past. Olvar, on the other hand, was the strongest warrior who managed to become a gamma in his pack by his own strength. Both of them had been working on separate assignments from Ullric when the tragedy happened. But, hearing they were still alive until now was... "Hey, let's meet them first, okay?"

“The bond between you was reforged in rejection and fire. That creates something rare.” Damon’s hand found mine. “Speak plainly.” The elder smiled faintly. “The child will carry dual dominance. Alpha strength… and Luna command. A unifier.” Ryker shifted uneasily. “That hasn’t happened in centuries.” “Correct.” I swallowed. “And Viktor?” The elder’s expression darkened. “He has heard whispers. He believes ending you will prevent what is coming.” Cold slid down my spine. Damon’s wolf surged violently beneath his skin. “No one touches her.”

I screamed. He sneered, his eyes glinting with a cold, unsettling light. “I would have given Amore everything she ever desired. She was a fool to run, taking my heir with her.” He emphasized the word ‘my’ with a possessive snarl. “I only ever wanted what was rightfully mine. I am the true Alpha Ultima. I wanted that power to be mine. And it must!” he yelled back.

Akito laughed, he wasn't even a little bothered that I was naked. It took me a minute to gather myself, I picked up the blazer and wore it, it smelled like him. "Daichi, you need to leave." Akito pushed him out of the room and they slammed it shut. Daichi has an alpha dad and a beta mum and he's a beta but he has alpha inclinations like, normal betas can't smell the pheromones of alphas and omegas but he can and he is susceptible to omega pheromones, like someone who just learned how to use them, he can't control his urges when he smells omega pheromones.

"Every one of our comrades calls themselves a leader. If they can’t handle some old farts, then they don’t deserve those titles. " "Ivan," Arissa hissed, untangling herself. "I don’t think you quite understand. Those bastards were hiding a big secret from us!" "What?" "They can transform into wolf-hybrids that are almost on par with lycans." Arissa snapped. "They’re powerful, so very powerful."