Young Justice Ra's Al Ghul Novels & Stories

he said. “Stay low,” I tell him. “Hands over your head.” War. Real war. Not Vincent’s coward games. Our warriors return fire. Cleric moves like he was never caged. Fast, brutal, efficient. He takes two archers off the wall before they can shoot a second arrow. Then the main doors slam open. And he walks out. Alpha Raze. He’s not big like Kael. He’s lean. Scarred. White hair to his shoulders, black teeth filed to points. Eyes yellow. Wolf eyes, even in human form.

“He is in the dungeons, Your Highness. Cassandra has locked him in the dungeons. In a strange turn of events, Rax Moore, the old gamma of the Green Forest Pack, and her true mate, is now the new Alpha.” The news I received came as a total surprise to me. It was an unexpected change to what I thought would happen. I have to admit that I never really liked Raider. He was an arrogant boy who often acted in a proud and reckless way. However, what I learned about recently was something quite different. It was a quick and cruel move that took me by surprise. “Get more information, Ronan,” I ordered with my voice quiet and threatening. “Every detail. Every hint. Don't miss anything.”

Since then, their fortune began to wane the day his mother, the most selfish and greedy Luna on the face of the planet, transformed into someone he could no longer recognize, someone darker than the night itself. After their parents were killed in a car accident, Rhye and his twin brother, Joseph, decided to delve into the business world and leave the pack. With his consistency and determination, he quickly became a billionaire, turning his father's modest firm into an empire, and then challenged the previous Alpha of the Moonlight pack in an Alpha duel, where he killed the infamous alpha and Rhye Gosling became the youngest of all the Alphas, the most powerful and the richest of them all.

All of them looking ready for war. “Alpha? Why can’t we go to Ash’s apartment to see Rhea? What’s---?” One of the kids exclaimed, but stopped dead in his tracks, when they all noticed the Guardian and me in handcuffs. “Wh-what’s going on here? Why is Beta Ash in chains?” “I was just about to find out,” Gaia sighed, her death-glare making the Guardian question his life choices.

"Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?" Uzair snorted. "Enlighten us." "Listen well, you ignorant fools. My father is General Rossa Hoover! He’s the supreme commander of Falconia’s Celestial Falcon Unit. If you kill me, he will come for you all!" Jack shouted. Zector was stunned for a moment when he heard the name “Rossa Hoover,” but he quickly regained his composure. "General Rossa is indeed famous," he said, paused, then sighed.

Ryder rushed towards me once he heard the bedroom door opening. He halted in his steps when I glanced at Jason instead. My chest ached when I noticed the pained look on Ryder’s face. “My mom is calling you.” I informed Jason to which he frowned before following me inside. I had to glance downwards to avoid Ryder’s gaze while closing the door behind Jason. My mom did not hesitate to ask Jason about Ryder’s connection to the underground world. “Ryder is part of an underground gang who helps the police department in catching underground criminals and mafia gang members specializing in selling drugs to teenagers and kidnapping girls.” Jason paused for a split second to look at me before glancing

Her eyes were set on the person that I pointed at. "Oh." She turned to me, raising my eyebrows, "That's Ares Young." "Ares Young?" "Yeah. He's a billionaire, and he owns the White Claws team. Rumors said that he killed people before and got away with it." My eyes were about to pop out of its socket hearing it. My lungs suddenly decided to betray me by not letting me breathe properly. "We were warned not to mess with him before, and he's bad news." Too late, Jaz.

"You are the bravest boy in the world." Ashren stepped out of the rover. He knelt beside us, wrapping his massive arms around both of us. The Midnight Wolf buried his face in his son's neck, inhaling deeply. His golden eyes were bright with unshed emotion. Drax wheeled himself forward from the shadows of the garage. Kaelen was walking slowly beside him. The Aurelian prince was leaning heavily on a wooden cane, his face still pale and battered from the Architect's torture. Kaelen stopped dead when Jinx dragged the Architect out of the back of the rover.

“Let him drink and take him back to his room.” The students began to murmur in surprise. “Is this really Prince Kael? The deadliest of the R8?” they whispered among themselves. They had all expected him to unleash hell when Elias tried to strike him. Kael was the leader of the feared gang—R8. He had ties to ruthless mafia raids and deadly revenge missions. His name alone brought terror. He was infamous for never showing mercy—not even for the smallest offense. And yet, here he was... protecting Elias. Which made no sense.

Yes, they provided me food but that doesn’t mean I should be grateful. Werewolves are enemies, they will always be. “Hunter,” said one of the werewolf guards and gave me a cup of water. I drank all of it and lean my head against the wall, thinking of what am I going to do right now. I still can’t believe that Alarick is the Alpha, he looks too young to be one, and based on my father’s stories, Alphas have beards. I embarrassed myself that day by not realizing that one of them is the Alpha.