Alexis Grey Shepherd Novels & Stories

He bowed before us and greeted us. "Hello I am Alpha King Greyson, of Lycandor. Pleased to make your acquaintance, your highness's." His manners shocked me. I expected him to be a total barbarian because of they way he was dressed but in fact, he seemed a perfect gentleman. I giggled at my insight, looking at his furs. He glanced up at me through his lashes and smirked at me. As soon as he straightened up his smirk disappeared and he was all back to business. I shifted uncomfortably in my heels and stumbled forward into him.

You know the part where pendants sat like chickens on nests, and I couldn’t help but blush. ‘Was this even real?’ I spun in every direction just to appreciate how great I looked from every angle. I felt a rush of excitement as I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that I, twenty-one-year-old Ashley Wells, would be getting married to none other than Alexander Grey, the Alpha of the Shadow Haven Pack.

Unless. "Alpha Grayson."

Her wolf form was tiny, barely coming up to Tiger’s knee – a fault that was made all the more pronounced by the fact that she kept her head drooped meekly at all times. All thoughts of Mousey Marcella were swept from my head the second Alpha Caleb came into view. His wolf towered over all the others, and he would have been easy to spot amongst any crowd even without his distinct colouring. His sleek grey coat was splashed with black down his back and chest, and his paws looked as though they’d been dipped in ink.

The Red Moon Pack grounds were quiet now, but the sounds of the morning’s trouble still felt like an unwanted visitor in the air. Wolves walked slowly through the clearing, their fur messy with dirt and frost. The older wolves and leaders whispered to each other, thinking about what had happened. Their eyes often looked at him; Alexander Grey, the omega who had fought like a storm nobody expected. Some looked at him with wonder, others with jealousy they tried to hide, and a few with careful fear.

“There’re people who can help you. I can help you. Rebel can too.” Sophia inhaled a deep breath. Lily thought the other woman might not answer, that she might walk away without another word. But she didn’t. She cast Lily a glance over her shoulder. “There’s a Grey Wolf. He’s half coyote. His name’s Austin. Do you know him?”

ALEXANDER I walk into Nirvana's office with my hands in my pocket. She's a human therapist—but she knows so much about werewolves because her family comes from that line. She's someone I trust—not extremely, though. Through her golden spectacles, her eyes smile at me, as she crosses her legs. “Alpha Alexander Grey,” she acknowledges with a small bow. “When Hudson booked the appointment, I really thought you weren't going to make it.” She chuckles lightly, and I settle myself in a seat across from her.

It stings but no one will see that pain. He thinks I'm shocked and not paying attention and before he can lunge again, I shift. And it startles him. Athena's size and dominance is nothing to joke about. She's a dark matte grey wolf, with a black patch over her eye with bright white paws. Her grey blue eyes shining from her face, purple swirls dancing in her eyes. Her snout has a black crescent moon that goes from one side to the other. She's magnificent and I'm extremely proud of her.

she says blowing on the mug before taken a sip “ Why do I feel connected to her?” I asked my wolf Max confused at this warm feeling I got on the inside the moment I laid eyes on her. “ she's smells amazing! She's our mate Alex, she looks so cute all cold and chattery” he purrs already smitten.

“One! Who is this wolf that had been stabbed? Name her!” “It’s Akisha,” Leo answered, while two of Alric’s Gammas secured his arms. He was a follower of Greyson since Alric could remember. “Akisha? Isn’t she the strongest she-wolf in the northern borders?” He asked, and a frown easily formed on his face. “Ah, yes,” Leo replied hesitantly, looking sideways in Greyson’s path.