Of the Internet stories I have ever read, perhaps the most impressive one is Alpha Maximus The Last Lycan. The story is too good, leaving me with many doubts. Currently, the manga has been translated to Chapter 7. Let's read the author's Alpha Maximus The Last Lycan Internet story right here.
She must exist. I know it. One of the packs must not have sent all their unmated females to the gathering. I mind-link Chaos.
As expected, Chaos ignores me.
I organised a Mating ball, which was held last month. My only goal at that time was to find my mate. The ball was full of she-wolves all dressed up in different styles. Unmated men searched around to find their possible mate. Crystal chandeliers above added elegance to the room while an orchestra played music. My neck ached from searching around and sniffing the air for my mate's scent for so long but with no luck. When I could not find my mate, I spent the rest of the time sitting miserably in my chair on the stage. The distance between packs made it more difficult to find mates.
Since werewolves are very attached to the mate-thing, depression, suicide, and losing one's mind became rampant for wolves not finding their mates. The agony of being incomplete makes you not want to live anymore. So I hope that having the mating ball would help others like me suffering in deep pain and torment, not having their fated mate.
I'm dressed in my usual black suit pants, black shoes and a long-sleeved white shirt with the top few buttons left undone. I enter the kitchen.
"Good morning Beth. I'm sorry if Chaos disrupted your night?"
'Oh, of course not, Alpha Maximus," she says with a bright smile.
"You know you can come and disrupt my night anytime you want!" she says, giving me a wink.
"If only the Moon Goddess blessed me with you as my mate," I chuckle.
Beth is the cook and a dear old lady that was the cook for my parents before they died, and I became Alpha. She was always cheerful. Not even a bad night's sleep could take that away from her, and I knew she was probably the only one that wasn't overly bothered with my Lycan.
"Pancakes for breakfast?" she says.
"Just a coffee this morning, Beth. I've got a lot of work to do today," I tell her.
"Well, I'll be making you an extra big lunch then," she pouts.
I roll my eyes 'Yes, Beth, that will be fine.' I say.
Taking my coffee, I sit in my large chair at my desk. Nathan knocks and enters 'Morning, Alpha Maximus,"
I take a sip of my coffee 'Good morning, Nathan, has Alex found the map yet?" I ask.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: Alpha Maximus The Last Lycan