Alfa Canis Majoris Novels & Stories

Alpha Aren "Are you sure, Elson?", I gritted my teeth with my eyes sparkling in joy but still I wanted to be fully sure if everything he said was true. If it was the fact, nothing on this earth could help Fiama to mate with her beloved boyfriend, nothing could save her from my hands. "I'm pretty sure, Alpha", he said, lowering his head. "I have the most powerful source in her pack. She can't lie to me" "Who?", I raised my eyebrows.

He was sending message to his only friend, Adom. The most delectable, earth-shattering scent worked its way through Ash foggy brain as she took deep breaths. The scent of apples and jasmine and a beautiful base note of roses all accented by the most perfect scent of Alpha he had ever had the pleasure of smelling invaded hid lungs. Alpha, the scent of Alpha. His Alpha! "MY ALPHA" she barked out as the realisation hit him like one of those new steam trains. She sat bolt upright as his eyes sprang open, which was a mistake, not the biggest one he had made today, admittedly, but bad enough. He slumped back onto the sofa as a wave of dizziness overtook him.

I could feel it. I was next in line for the position of the Alpha. It was two months till the Carmella, and I'd not yet found my mate. I was going to suffer for being the freak of the Pack. This was a big crime. Anyone who ever happened to pass their eighteenth year without finding their mate, here in the South Pack, was considered an anomaly. They were always banished, while the unfortunate ones ended up being killed. I swallowed hard at the thought. A knock on the door jerked me away from my thought. "Come in," I said in a placid tone, sensing it was my mother. I watched in the mirror as the door swung aside and true to my expectation, it was her.

I whisper it into his fur, my face still pressed against his neck. I feel more than hear him chuff at my words. As I get my bearings and begin to relax, I realize that this wolf is really big, bigger than my father’s. His body is longer than mine in my human form. I wonder how tall he stands. I’m short, so he may be as tall as I am. I guess it’s because he’s an Alpha. I pull back and look at him. His dark eyes shining back at me. “You must be Cyran.”

We've already figured it out, the black wolf was just fulfilling his promise to his alpha. - So, what's his name? - Decided to defuse the situation Chris. - Whom? - pretended to be a fool Fox. - Well, who did my ex go to? Chris continued. - You haven't met. - I repeated again. Zel, his name is Zel. But his name won't do anything for you. - Phoenix! Mikhail and Marun shouted at the same time. - Well, yes. I repeated with a shrug. - And you, in general, what was the last thing you found there?

His expression was unreadable, his eyes locked on me, but he didn’t speak. Good. I didn’t want to talk to him either. The less he spoke, the better the options were going to be. At least on me. Still holding Adrian’s small hand, I walked him back toward the couch, sitting down beside him as he eagerly picked up his wooden toys again. He positioned them carefully on the table, explaining something about how the “big wolf” was protecting the “little wolf” from danger. “Alpha Caspian said that a big wolf is always protecting younger wolves and that is why he is the biggest wolf of all and Alpha will devote his life to keep his family and his pack safe.” Adrian explained, making my eyes soften.

“—Seven female omegas, unmarked, unclaimed, between the ages of 19 and 23. Registered under the breeder clause for repopulation purposes.” The word hit me like a whip across the back. “Breeders?” I echoed. Quiet. Dangerous. Danil paused. “Yes, Alpha.” My body moved before my thoughts caught up. In a flash of air, I crossed the room with my wolf speed, grabbed the front of Danil’s shirt and slammed him against the wall so hard the portraits rattled off their nails. He choked out a breath, stunned. His eyes widened as I pressed him into the stone, my grip vice-like, my eyes burning.

She rolled her eyes but the change took hold. A wolf burst out of the tree line, Alissa's grey with strands of brown flecks wolf padded over to Luca's huge honey brown form, resembling the colour of his hair. Even in wolf form Luca was a foot taller than Alissa – an Alpha Wolf. They walked together into the trees, tails swishing, before Luca's voice shouted, “Go.” To which he broke into a run.

She’s also a good 6’5” tall, which is pretty normal for Alphas. Alphas are commonly around the 6 feet mark as are other ranked wolves with other wolves usually being around 4-5 feet, but the Alpha is always the biggest in the pack. Dad is two inches taller than me in wolf form. “So what’s my surprise?” Zara asks excitedly. “You tell me,” I reply coyly. I give Zara full control and feel as her ears are perked up listening to her surroundings and I watch as she points her snout up and sniffs the air just as a gentle breeze moves past and I know she caught the scent.

I stood up, adjusting my cufflinks, ready to see the name Caleb in black and white. [ANALYSIS COMPLETE] [SUBJECT ID: CANIS LUPUS FAMILIARIS] [BREED: GOLDEN RETRIEVER] [MATCH PROBABILITY: 99.8%] I stared at the screen. My brain, usually a precision instrument, stalled. "What is this?" I hissed, the coldness in my voice replaced by a rare, jagged confusion. "Sir," Dr. Aris said, sounding equally bewildered. "The DNA sample... it’s not human. It’s canine. Specifically, it appears to belong to a very healthy, three-year-old Golden Retriever."