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56. Panic Mode
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GAME OF ALPHAS 57. Wine On Console
CHAPTER 57: Wine On Console Maverick’s povMy body froze as the sharp scent of the spilt wine hit my nose, and splashes of it stained my coat. I stared in shock as irritation began to bubble just beneath my skin. “What the hell?” I muttered, facing Natalie as she stood there, looking as if she had just unknowingly stumbled onto a picnic instead of barging into a private meeting in the conference room. She laughed, apologizing a little as her cheeks flushed, her eyes wide with a faux innocence I’d grown too familiar with. She didn’t even seem fazed by the chaos of the moment. “Who the hell brings wine near a system?” I snapped, angrily pointing to the now-useless console at the center of the conference room, wires flickering with dying sparks.“Ummm, w-what?” Natalie stuttered, blinking innocently at me while tilting her head slightly in confusion. “I… s-saw a maid bringing t-he glasses of… w-wine in,” she continued to stammer, her tone light and airy like she wasn’t standing. In t
Last Updated : 2024-11-19GAME OF ALPHAS 58. Illicit Thoughts
CHAPTER 58: Illicit Thoughts Pyra’s povThe night was still very young, the moonlight filtering through the blinds of the windows of the pack house as I stepped inside. Everywhere was quiet, silence blanketed the whole halls, a rare luxury in a place so bustling during the day. It seems like everyone was asleep, or maybe hidden away in their room, doing only what the goddess knows. This was just what I needed. Peace. My stomach suddenly growled and I looked down, laughing slightly at myself. Even the luxurious food we ate at the five-star restaurant wasn’t enough to fill me. The faint aroma of home-cooked meal lingered in the air and I followed the scent like a moth to a fire. I found myself standing before the kitchen, the leftovers sitting neatly packed in containers on the counter, an obvious testament to the care taken even when the pack was feeding its households and maids. I rushed over to it, lost were the formalities I once held as I pulled the chair, its legs scratchin
Last Updated : 2024-11-20GAME OF ALPHAS 59. From A Bottle
CHAPTER 59: From A BottleLuna Verona’s POV: The conference room was silent except for the soft clinking of my manicured nails on the wine glass. My gaze lingered on the pack’s lands beyond the massive window, sharp and calculating as my thoughts swirled with numerous possibilities. I was alone in the room, arriving early. The reason was because I was unable to stay still. The turmoil I felt inside was relentless, and my wolf was pacing restlessly inside me, her agitation matching my own. What could be his next move? I thought as my finger tightened around the stem of the wine glass. “He thinks I’m weak,” I growled under my breath, feeling challenged. I have been too silent towards him for too long, that he dares attack one of my own. I needed to act. But I had to be careful, I won’t act recklessly. No, I needed to gather more details, every shred of evidence, only then would I crush him beneath my feet. I needed to be strategic. What’s taking them so long? I thought, standing
Last Updated : 2024-11-20GAME OF ALPHAS 60. The MoonBlood Meeting
CHAPTER 60: The MoonBlood Meeting Third person’s POV: The atmosphere was eerie, filling the room with tension. A round table sat in the center of the meeting room giving an imposing presence in the dimly lit chamber. It was carved directly from obsidian stone, giving it a glossy and slick surface that reflected the light of the yellow torches that adorned the stone walls. Seated just round the table were men cloaked in deep red, each with the golden emblem of a moon dripping with blood stitched onto their chests. Their hoods were raised and shrouded their faces in darkness, concealing all but the faintest outlines of their features. The room was deadly silent, the tension-filled air oppressive and so menacing that could make even the strongest-hearted warrior feel their resolve waver.Just at the center of the table sat Alpha Sam, his oppressively large size and presence commanding and terrifying. His piercing eyes tinged with a spark of crimson scanned the room, daring anyone t
Last Updated : 2024-11-21GAME OF ALPHAS 61. Think Of Your Child
CHAPTER 61: Think Of Your Child Luna Verona’s POV:After the brief meeting with Sir Wilson and Beta Thane, I needed rest and retired back to my chambers. But while walking back, I stopped at the intersection of the hallway, my gaze shifting towards the West Wing. The corridors of the West Wing seemed colder than usual as if the shadows themselves had deepened with the setting sun. It gave off an eerie feeling, heavy with an unspoken warning. Yet, I pressed on, each step echoing ominously against the stone walls.I turned the corner and was met with familiar-looking white doors, but none of them interested me more than the one at the far right corner. My legs seemed to have a mind of its own as I reached the room, its double doors carved with intricate sigils, one only I could see. I pushed them open, stepping in as the wood groaned in protest, and I was greeted by the sudden flare of the candlelights Each candle stick roared to life, circling the room like sentinels. The once dark
Last Updated : 2024-11-22GAME OF ALPHAS 62. The Hurtful Face-off
CHAPTER 62: The Hurtful Face-off Maverick’s POV My eyes scanned the scattered paper littered all over the floor, as their damaged form seemed to be mocking me. I clenched my fist, my breathing heavy as my rage shimmered just beneath the surface. I slammed my fist against the wall, the impact doing nothing to alleviate my fury. “Natalie,” I growled through gritted teeth, storming out of the chambers and into the hallway. She was the one responsible and now, I knew what she did minutes ago by destroying the console of the computer wasn’t a mistake but intentional. I shouted, “Natalie, get here NOW!” My voice echoed off the stone walls, loud enough to make every pack member within the vicinity and earshot freeze in shock. And there she was, just a few steps ahead of me, her figure unmistakable as she walked, her back towards me. I knew she heard me, but instead of stopping at my command, she walked even faster away. “Come back here. Now!” I barked again, my voice laced with a
Last Updated : 2024-11-22GAME OF ALPHAS 63. Bile
CHAPTER 63: Bile Pyra’s POVI sat down on my bed, thinking of how I would go to the hospital. I had no chores for the day, thankfully. Resting my head back on the pillow, I realized I was unarguably weak today. It has been a rollercoaster for awhile as the pack has witnessed a lot of unambiguous events. Since the matter with the peacemaker, the pack has become eerily quiet as everyone felt a glooming shadow hovering over them. To each their own, indeed. But gradually, I believe the pack will return to its bustling activities.As I lay on the bed, I suddenly felt a wave of nausea hit me, bile rising from my throat. I grimaced as a violent stump rose from my chest causing me to clutch my chest. I felt the acidic taste of bile burn the back of my throat. I swallowed deeply, trying to cool it with some saliva as my body suddenly felt heavy.I shook my head, the room tilting to the side slightly and the edge of my vision blurring. I forced myself to sit up, breathing heavily to calm mys
Last Updated : 2024-11-23GAME OF ALPHAS 64. The Fool In The Game.
CHAPTER 64: The Fool In The Game Luna Elodie’s POV One week had passed since I sent Mr. Connor to investigate and gather more about Pyra, and my patience was wearing thin. The silence from his end felt suffocating, and it gnawed at my nerves. I leaned back a little in my chair, letting my eyes wander over the piece of art I’d drawn earlier. It was simple yet detailed to perfection—a sketch of the crescent moon encircled by flames. The same flames that symbolize the era of the crimson wolves centuries ago. A flame that represented their uniqueness and strength, while the moon represented their resilience. I traced a finger over the delicate lines of the painting, sighing. “Resilience,” I murmured to myself, picking up a paintbrush and adding the last touch to the painting. “But at what cost?” A soft knock at the door interrupted my thoughts. “Come in,” I said, I waited as the door creaked open, and the scent of Connor wafted into my nostrils. “Any news?” I didn’t
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GAME OF ALPHAS 141. Down The Hill
CHAPTER 141: Down The HillPyra’s POV:“You’re a mystery and puzzle I would like to solve, Alpla Rhaella.”I chuckled, blood rushing to my cheeks. “Hmmm, so what do you want to know?”“Everything,” Steven replied briskly as he stepped forward, his scent washing over me. I could feel his intense stare bearing down on me. I took a step back, but he simultaneously stepped forward. “I want to know the ins and outs of the great Alpha Rhaella. The very first Alpha Queen and female ruler of all Alphas and Lunaria as a whole.”The way he said it, it was like a dream. I couldn’t believe it myself; never in a million years would I have imagined I would be at such a level of peak as I was currently. “You’re exaggerating things. It’s not that big of a deal.” I said, still trying to step back, but his vest enveloped me. “It is a bit of a deal. The greatest deal ever in history. You’re a legend, Alpha.”I nodded, now looking down at my feet as they berated me. A sad smile spread across my lips
GAME OF ALPHAS 140. The Punching Lesson
CHAPTER 140: The Punching LessonPyra’s POV: It was late in the evening and all I could do was stare at the horizon, the sky in a hue of orange, blue, and yellow, but my mind was far away. The sweat generated through the hours of workouts dropped from my body, soaking my clothes as they clung to my body like a second skin. My breath was still heavy, my muscles pumping with the remnant of the surge of adrenaline. Not feeling satisfied, I moved over and carried the heaviest weight, 200 pounds on a barbell, hoping to not only challenge myself but disrupt the thought of him ringing through my mind. But it wasn’t enough.The weight didn’t burn away the fire in my chest, the turmoil in my mind. With a frustrated growl, I hoisted the barbell high above my head, my muscles screaming in protest. But it wasn’t the pain I was after. It was the relief.And yet again, the weight failed to give me the relief I desperately sought, and I hurled it across the room in anger. It crashed onto the flo
GAME OF ALPHAS 139. An Imposter's Call
CHAPTER 139: An Imposter’s CallThird person’s POV:Steven StoneClaw watched with a grim expression as the stupid insufferable Alpha of Fangborn pack, Alpha Maverick finished his meeting with his ministers on the balcony of their guest house.His piercing eyes swirled around the old men, and a chuckle escaped him. “This fool of an Alpha doesn’t even know that his ministers don't even care for him or his pack. They only care for what could fill their pockets.” Steven whispered in disgust, knowing the hearts of ministers for his father’s pack had one similar to these.“Why do they even need pack ministers huh? To waste pack funds?” He now understood why his father dismissed almost all his ministers before he started his course for domination. And Steven fully agrees with his father. Packs don’t need Ministers who just sit around and get paid highly for doing absolutely nothing. With a heave, Steven shook his head and left the balcony, already bored as those he was spying on had all go
GAME OF ALPHAS 138. A Bit Of Hope
CHAPTER 138: A Bit Of HopePyra’s POV:“I would go nowhere!”The deep baritone voice of Alpha Maverick echoed through the grand office, resonating with his unshaken resolve. I froze mid-movement, momentarily stunned by the sheer audacity of his words. Slowly, I lifted my head to meet his fiery gaze, my own eyes mirroring in challenge. I watched his towering frame as the room seemed to hold its breath, the tension crackling like lightning between us. How dare he? An Alpha, yes, but not my Alpha. Not the one to command me. I am the one true Alpha, and he dared disobey me?“Excuse me?” I asked, my tone sharper than I intended.“You heard me,” he replied, his voice low but carrying the weight of something I couldn’t decipher. “And I won’t repeat myself. Pyra…Oh, my apologies, Alpha Rhaella, have you taken a look at yourself now?”The more he spoke, the more shocked I was. What has prompted him to dare challenge or question me? I couldn’t even utter a word as I watched him step closer,
GAME OF ALPHAS 137. Detached
CHAPTER 137: Detached Maverick’s POV:“I would like you all to go back to the Fangborn pack. You are to resume your duties as soon as possible.” I said, taking a sip of my coffee as I watched the expression of my ministers. Minister Scott, my new minister of secret affairs adjusted in his seat, the skin on his forehead folding. “Alpha, if we go, you will be all alone here in the FireHeart pack.”“I will be just fine alone here.”But Minister Scott shook his head. “Alpha, it’ll be unreasonable to leave you all alone here. Even if not for your sake or ours, but for your mother, Luna Elodie. I know her throughout my years in the pack and she would kill us with her claws if we ever left you here.”I growled, suppressing my anger and frustration. They kept questioning my order even when I left no chance for questioning. “Minister Scott. Don’t make me repeat myself. You are to go back to the pack and oversee everything. I can’t leave the workload of the entire pack all to my mother alon
GAME OF ALPHAS 136. Avenge Me
CHAPTER 136: Avenge MeThird person’s POV: The land remained heavy with silence, as though the earth itself held its breath in such a situation. Not a single leaf stirred, and even the wind seemed to shy away from the hallowed ground of the Fangborn pack. In the heart of the Fangborn Pack’s vast territory was an open clearing, a place steeped in reverence and history. This was no ordinary ground. It was the ground for the cremation of fallen heroes who risked their lives for the betterment of the pack as a whole. A place where the goddess shall open her arms and accept her children into her kingdom. This was the purest of places in the pack, where the vile between the living and the dead stands thinnest. But tonight, the sanctity of this place felt tainted. In the middle of this clearing stood a stone podium surrounded by grasses and hay, and tied to its smooth surface was none other than Beta Derick; a man now considered as Derick Cresentblood for his titles had already been strip
GAME OF ALPHAS 135. Found Guilty
CHAPTER 135: Found Guilty Luna Elodie’s POV:I dropped the phone, a smile graced my lips. Justice. It had been the elusive goal driving me for weeks, and now, it was finally within my grasp. Standing from my seat, I smoothed my dress and made my way out of the office.The courthouse loomed ahead, its imposing structure blending modern design with the gravity of the centuries-old traditions upheld within. Inside, the air was heavy with authority, the faint scent of polished wood and paper blending with the murmur of voices.The Ministers of Fangborn pack were already gathered, their robes immaculate, their expression stern and unreadable. Each of the ministers represented a pillar of the judicial system of the pack. At the forefront sat the judge in black robes. As I entered, all eyes turned to me, and my smile stretched wider. Yes, I thought, one by one, the traitorous rats within my son’s pack would be rooted out and punished under the wrath of Luna Elodie. Under my wrath until the
GAME OF ALPHAS 134. Breakfast Of Brawls
CHAPTER 134: Breakfast Of BrawlsMaverick’s POV:The way Steven looked at Pyra made my skin crawl. I caught a glimpse of his grey eyes following Pyra’s every move, and I couldn’t help but question who he really was. Why was he so strange? And why do I feel like he’s interested in her in ways I couldn’t imagine? It wasn’t only the stare but the intensity in his eyes whenever he looked at her. The way it seemed to reach deeper, as if he saw something in her that I couldn’t.I couldn’t call it jealousy; there was just an irking feeling I always had whenever he was near. Steven turned a glaring eye at me, and I only stood there, my gaze following his every movement but mostly focused on his grey eyes. “Where have I seen those eyes before?” I questioned internally, trying to dig into my core memory for where I had seen such grey eyes. It was like the memory was at the tip of my brain, but whenever I wanted to pick it up and remember, it just vanished. Steven’s grey eyes could see that
