2 Alpha Wolfs Novels & Stories

They made sure to stay in the shadows so the sun wouldn't singe their skin. The large wolf with black glossy fur and eyes as silver as the moon growled lowly at Dimitri and Ambrosia. A ginger colored wolf only slightly smaller than the black stood ready to attack. The last wolf was gray with black tufts of fur. I deduced that the three wolves were Alpha, Beta, and Delta. All male.

She also cleans her hands, and daggers she used. She had not cleaned up that properly when she felt countless presence coming towards her. She calmly waited for it to arrive. A few minutes later, a pack of wolves came to her view. There were about five wolves in total. The four wolves are of silver ranked beast, and the leader, which is the Alpha, is a gold ranked wolf beast. Frost’s expressionless face is suddenly replaced by a smile. But it is not the type of smile that could make someone stare infatuatedly but a smile that could scare someone.

The rest of our pack joins us, and as they settle around the table, I glance at Typhon and Fire Moon, gratitude spilling over in my heart. Life has a way of surprising us, doesn’t it? Each twist and turn leads us to unexpected joys. I squeeze Typhon’s hand, and he gives me a knowing smile. Together, we’ve created a haven, a place where love conquers all, where laughter fills the air, and where our hearts can finally rest. ‘See you were made to be an Alpha after all,’ my wolf chimes in. I almost chuckle out loud as I reply, ‘Well Co-Alpha at least.’

She tells me, disgusted that he is still alive. “We want no trouble, we just want the she-wolf.” He shouts at the wolves, who are now surrounding me. One wolf shifts. He is not a black wolf, but he declares himself to be the Alpha of the pack. “The she-wolf doesn’t appear to want to go with you. As Alpha of the Red Moon Pack, I am granting her sanctuary. Until I know why so many wolves would be chasing such a young she-wolf.” He at least sounds like a reasonable Alpha.

They were part of the werewolf council, and a couple of them always attended the alpha meetings as mediators in the event things got out of control. “Alpha Rider, it’s nice to see you again,” Harris greeted. “Likewise, I’m glad you guys could join us,” I replied, shaking their hands. “I heard rogues attacked your pack again yesterday. Any fatalities?” Olaf asked. “No, we were lucky. They injured a couple of warriors, but they’re expected to pull through,” I replied. “That’s great news. Hopefully we can come up with a plan today that will help protect all our packs,” Clayton added.

“I didn’t speak.” “You didn’t have to.” The warmth inside my chest pulsed again. And this time— The wolves howled. All of them. The sound exploded into the night sky, echoing through the mountains. My ears rang. My heart slammed against my ribs. “What was that?!” I gasped. The Alpha smiled faintly. “That,” he said, “was recognition.” My stomach dropped. “Recognition of what?” The wolves slowly lowered their heads again. Every single one of them. Dozens of wolves.

He turns around and looks at me. “What did you do today?” He asks. “Nothing,” I reply and he gives a half smile that does not touch his tired eyes. “So your name’s Derek?” I ask out of the blues and the way his eyes widen in astonishment tells me I caught him off guard. “Yes,” he says, quickly picking himself up from the shock. “How did you know that?” He asks softly. “The scary wolf with black eyes called you Derek. Is he the Alpha?” “Right, Nate. Uh, he’s not the Alpha. He’s my best friend. One of the strongest werewolves in the territory.”

no doubt. A lazy smile was dancing over his lips, matching mine when I opened my eyes. Swiftly he spun, slightly up in the air and he landed in a beautiful black wolf, pure black, shining, his eyes are gorgeous in wolf-form, too. I have seen only Alphas with the same eye colours. Strange! Perhaps they hold more power and rule their community. I don't know.

All my senses homed in on that carcass. When they sensed my presence, their heads lowered. They let out low, warning growls. The alpha, a huge gray wolf, prowled towards me, hackles raised, lips furled back in a vicious snarl. With one bound I jumped over the wolf and landed right in the middle of their feast. The wolves scattered, confused by my intrusion.