ALPHAS COMMAND

In a world shattered by climate change, humanity fractured into three distinct subspecies: the powerful leaders, the nurturing dominions, and the versatile betas. When Rocky, a fierce leader forged in the brutal East End, murders his estranged father—the General of London—he inherits a legacy he despises. But the throne comes with unexpected responsibilities, a scheming second-in-command, and the haunting presence of a dreamed dominion. As London's new General, Rocky must navigate political intrigue, redefine his rule, and confront the unsettling pull of a woman who may only exist in his dreams. Can he reconcile his violent past with his new power, or will he be consumed by the very legacy he sought to destroy?

ALPHAS COMMAND

In a world shattered by climate change, humanity fractured into three distinct subspecies: the powerful leaders, the nurturing dominions, and the versatile betas. When Rocky, a fierce leader forged in the brutal East End, murders his estranged father—the General of London—he inherits a legacy he despises. But the throne comes with unexpected responsibilities, a scheming second-in-command, and the haunting presence of a dreamed dominion. As London's new General, Rocky must navigate political intrigue, redefine his rule, and confront the unsettling pull of a woman who may only exist in his dreams. Can he reconcile his violent past with his new power, or will he be consumed by the very legacy he sought to destroy?

The air in the makeshift ring was thick with the scent of sweat and anticipation, a familiar perfume to Rocky.

His opponent, a hulking Leader twice his size, stood ready, but Rocky could already taste the fear in the air.

"Take me, knot me," the words, raw and primal, echoed in his mind, pulling him back to the dream that had haunted him for weeks. He growled, a deep rumble that vibrated up his chest, a sound that usually sent lesser men scrambling.

But the dream woman, with her shattered green eyes, wasn't lesser. She was a challenge.

He shook his head, clearing the lingering haze, and focused on the fight before him. This was reality. This was London's East End. And here, only the strongest survived.