Zulu Alpha Novels & Stories

“I have something to tell you” Alpha Seven managed to say. Alpha Seven is the heir to the throne of the Alpha, Alpha Cloud of the undefeated wolves. Right there, at night time, he laid gently in the garden with his hands behind his head and his lover, Hazel, lying peacefully on his chest as they watched the stars together.

I asked quietly. “It means,” Lucan said, staring at me now, “that this isn’t just about one deadly wolf. This is a message. And I need to inform the Sledge Council. They need to understand what we’re up against. A Zeta in active service means one thing, Eleanor—war. A war we might not survive.” I touched his arm. “Papa, you need to rest. Please. Let the Council handle this.” “You don’t get it, child,” he snapped, then softened again. “A Zeta is more dangerous when it serves under a strong Alpha. The Alpha is the Zeta’s source of strength, its reason for living. If that Alpha is powerful, wise, unyielding…”

Zeus wore a sinful smirk that left June confused. "She's mine." Zeus declared, few meters away from her. "What is your name?" "She is not up for grabs, Zeus." Darren gritted. "Leave." The atmosphere suddenly turned hot. The cool bright sky suddenly turned a shade of fiery red and the air was so hot, everyone shook in fear. "She is mine." Zeus said again, annunciating every word and daring anyone to go against his words. Alpha Zeus was the mad Alpha of the Nightshade pack. Half brother of Alpha Darren and the only fire elemental to have crossed the earth.

As I watch a giggling Zena lead Franz out of the tent by the hand I roll my eyes. I head over to Zeke, “he’s dodgy as fuck isn’t he?” he said loudly, making me grimace before having to cover a laugh. “Pretty much. Thanks for telling me. I wouldn’t be getting through all this without you.” “What’s the plan then Alpha?” “Get Zena sober, get Tange booted out of his role. Find out how to get rid of this amulet protecting Phillipe. Kill both of them if necessary.”

“I just can't believe it, fate can be so cruel.” Before I could fully process what had just happened, Alpha Lir stepped closer, his shadow swallowing me whole. The scent of pine and power was a suffocating, cruel reminder of the man who was supposed to be my home. “I am an Alpha who values efficiency, Zara,” he said, his voice dropping to a low rumble that only I could hear. “You have no pack. No reflection. No future. You won't survive a week as a rogue. Your fractured heart will stop beating before you reach the border.”

Rose asked, knowing they probably should have checked this before they came there, but she had just been so excited when she had found out about them. "If the intel I got is right, this place isn't too big. It's the Warlock who is supposedly native to this place, Ziporah her name is, and she is apparently even known as and accepted as an Alpha among the human so asking around maybe." Ash said, pulling out some crumpled, well folded, sheets of notes from his back pocket and flipping through them. "Yeah, Ziporah is the Alpha and Akiki is a beta, again, if we are right about that".

"Inside Citadel Manor, there are five stationed Alphas; First is Cain Fury(39), Alpha of the Crescent Lunar Pack. Handles the newcomers. Strict with rules and regulations. He has a towering height of around 6 '4, a bit chubby with a beard, like a lumberjack. Then we have Zane Carmichael(29), Alpha of the Dark Eclipse Pack. The strongest—they say. Mauritius only living relative. Light brown eyes, clean-cut dark brown hair. He will look at you as if you are dirt. He already has a wife. A strong she-wolf, there’s a rumor about her, but that’s a story for another time.

SEVEN YEARS LATER. The guards stationed at the grand double doors bow their heads and open them, stepping aside as Zaid prowls into the room, his presence as commanding as his title. The low murmur of voices ceases instantly, and everyone present angles their necks in submission, acknowledging their Alpha. Without breaking stride, Zaid waves for Khal, his Beta, to continue. Khal, unflinching, nods and returns his gaze to the large map splayed out on the table, various areas marked with colored pins that indicate recent alliances and ongoing strategies.

And he is mine. The final note of the orchestra lingered in the air, haunting, unfinished. And somewhere above the city, the blood moon bled crimson across the skyline, whispering promises of more challenges, more death, more fire. Zaria clenched her fists, silver eyes flashing once more. “Then let them come.” Lucien’s hand found hers again, possessive, unwavering. “Let them try.” And in that moment, the pack—Silas, Rowan, Mara, Nadia Clarke—stood together, Alpha and mate at the center, fire and silk swirling around them, ready for whatever Kael, or the world, would throw next.

The Alpha’s Claim The Alpha’s voice pressed into Lena’s skull like molten metal: “Z-02. You were created from my heart. You are incomplete. Return to the whole.” Tears streamed down her face. “I don’t belong to you.” The Alpha lowered its head slightly—like a disappointed god. “You were never human.” Lena froze. Alexander shouted: “DON’T LISTEN—LENA—DON’T—!” But the Alpha continued: “Your body is human. Your core is mine.” “No…” Lena whispered. “No, that’s not true—” Z-03 spoke quietly: “It is.” Alexander snapped toward the giant. “SHUT UP!”