3 Alpha Wolves Novels & Stories

The other two wolves emerged from behind the mansion, their fur a darker, more foreboding shade that seemed to blend seamlessly with the shadows. The three wolves padded towards Nicholas, their eyes fixed on their Alpha with a deep, unwavering loyalty. As they drew closer, they fell into step before him, their howls merging with his in a chorus of sorrow and defiance. Together, the four werewolves stood as one, their voices echoing through the night, a testament to their unbreakable bond and their shared commitment to their pack.

"Mic test. Good day new comers. Welcome to Troika Academy." A middle aged man was the one speaking at the stage. His eyes we're red. I remember what mom said. Wolfs are divided into three types; Alpha, Beta, and Gamma. Red eyes for Alpha. Alpha is known for being the strongest of all packs. Alpha have a leader who ruled the wole packs even Beta. They choose the leader that has quite huge power and strength. Next to Alpha is a Beta. Beta have green eyes. Alpha leader chooses his own Beta who can be his right hand. If ever the Alpha has died and have no son who have the ability to take over the position, the chosen right hand Beta would be fit. Next is Gamma, the packs where I belong. Gamma is

She planned to milk this experience for all it was worth, by the time they left this place, she would at least have basic knowledge of werewolves, and not just some ideology from an outsider. “Well ,there are the thetas, the betas and the Alphas. The Alphas are at the top of the ladder, there’s usually one for each state, then there are regional Alphas, chosen among the state Alphas, Continental Alphas, then there’s an Alpha Supreme, he’s the head Alpha of the world. The Alphas make the decisions around here, they sign treaties, basically, they are like Presidents. After them, we have Betas, they act like Vice Presidents, only, they do more, the Betas are the head warriors of every pack, the

I have to sit quietly and listen to the males as best as I can in this pack. "Sorry, I dozed off." It isn't a lie since snores from other wolves – male wolves- echoed the quiet room in this long meeting that the Alpha, the Beta - my father- and the Theta –our third in command- called forth for the mate-less wolves eighteen or older in the pack to remind them that they will be taking part in The Run and the rules to follow.

’ she responded in the soothing voice that I have come to love in the few times that I'd heard it. My tension eased slightly at her words and just like that the hue faded away. They still hadn't spotted me observing them so I continued, feeling less threatened. The Alpha was a handsome man who looked to be in his early forties while the Beta and Theta looked to be in their early twenties. A strange combination, generally the next generation of Alpha takes over from his father at the same time as the Beta and Theta. Their eyes widened when they finally spotted me, I could tell they were as shocked as I was to see a pure black wolf.

His golden eyes, now reflecting the wisdom of an alpha wolf, looked at his pack mate with a grateful gaze before launching into a fast and powerful run. Owen's speed and agility as a wolf were impressive. He moved through the forest with a grace that only alpha wolves possessed. Each step was full of confidence and determination, as if he were claiming every inch of that territory as his own. With each beat of his heart, he felt the connection with Aragon grow stronger, and the feeling of freedom was intoxicating.

But eventually, I was able to make him out as he was running with three other huge wolves I presumed were Ryan, Jude, and his brother’s wolves, moving past the still alive pack members who they barely injured just to get them out of the way, leaving them for the other warriors to finish, and seeking out the most important member, its alpha. They met in the middle of a hallway. His wolf was just as big as the other alphas. Charcoal black with crazy, glowing green eyes that had my body trembling in fear just from the sight of him standing still, observing his opponents. Standing next to him was another wolf with dark brown fur and almost the same stealth as alpha king’s wolf; his beta no doubt

’ I call out through the mindlink. ‘Yes, Alpha!’ I hear 70 voices respond through the link instantly. I shift to my wolf, and Lucas and Tobias do the same. My big black wolf is almost the size of a bear. Alpha wolves are always bigger. Tobias being my Beta, his tan wolf is not much smaller than mine. Lucas’ white and brown wolf is the third largest in the pack. We follow the tracks that belong to Justin’s wolf. All of a sudden, his tracks are not the only ones we see.

Alpha Jacob went next, a dark brown wolf, a good four inches taller than Kieran. Once they were watching, I let Artemis come forward, shifting into my midnight black wolf. Next to the alpha, I was only an inch or so shorter. The two of us dwarfed poor Kieran. “Ava, Artemis,” Alpha Jacob whispered over the link, his head bowed. “You really are something.” I bowed my head in respect back, before straightening back up and shaking my fur out. “Shall we run?” I asked through the link. “Let’s do it,” Beta Alexander replied.

Jared lowered himself into a defensive crouch that still managed to look menacing as the band of wolves surrounded us. He stepped in front of me, shielding me from their view as best as he could. No matter what else he was, he was a good alpha. I peeked around Jared to get a better look at the wolves. It was obvious due to how scraggly their fur looked that they weren’t part of a true pack. Their fur color ranged from sandy brown to a dark brown that was almost black. The largest wolf, likely their alpha of sorts, stepped out of the circle.