Alfa Canis Majoris Novels & Stories

“Jordan?” Jordan quickly opened his eyes, and smiles filled his face. “You’re awake. And you just got your wolf. Doctor Greg… Please come.” ** The doctor checked my pulse with smiles on his face. Placing the stethoscope back around his neck, he began. “Alpha, your breeder is really exceptional. Have you heard of the Gifted Wolf?” “Gifted Wolf? I have heard a little about it. But I have never seen one. What is it?” Jordan curled his brows.

I moved to the bed, sitting beside Sane Who's face was terrified as she explained how her father had caught Amelia with black magic in the past. I was moved to believe her, but then magics, spells and charms didn't work on the Alphas. "I'm an Alpha, magic doesn't work on me, Sane. Are you sure of what you're talking about?" I asked calmly, while taking in her countenance. I didn't see Sane as someone who could just make up stories, but then I still needed to make my investigations because everything was off about the way I got pulled to Amelia, it just didn't feel normal, even though it's known that the Alphas are not gotten by magics, black or not.

However when I got ran outside, I froze. Among the many pack members on the ground drenched in the pool of blood stood a magnificent wolf. It was so huge, so handsome, so furry… I didn't even know the rightful words to describe it. “Mr. Black.” Bianca gasped, covering her mouth. That wolf was indeed so mighty that it could only belong to an Alpha. I had never seen Kael’s wolf until that day. It was as handsome as he was in his true form. “We need to get back inside, Alpha Aria.”

I closed my eyes and when I opened them I was standing on four legs with the breeze blowing through my brown fur. I had thought that my fur would be white Because of my hair but it doesn't seem to work that way. When I looked around me, a large percentage of us had already turned but some were still struggling, one of which was Azalea, my sister. I wanted to help her but I couldn't understand her very well. A loud howl caused me to turn back around to see Hector's wolf. He was majestic! Huge and his fur was silver while his eyes were blue, signifying that he is Alpha.

Mykel’s wolf was silver, a breed of wolf known for their extraordinary gifts. This year was our turn to hold the annual Alpha meeting. Ever since Mykel stepped up and took over from his father, he had avoided each one with the excuse he wasn’t ready. But not this year, had we refused to accommodate it would have been seen as a great disrespect to the surrounding packs as well as those who are coming from further away.

The charity event requires masks, and when Brixton pulls out his, it's an intricate black metal design resembling half of a wolf’s face, as if the other half has been torn off, with teeth bared that look as sharp as I imagine they are when he shifts… if he shifts. “Are you sure that mask is appropriate for your species?” I ask, unable to hold my tongue or my curiosity about if he really is a wolf shifter. Not that I’m experienced in knowing other species well, or even wolves for that matter, but he doesn’t seem to follow the same hierarchy as everyone else around the Stones. He produces my mask, made of brown lace that leaves only my lips uncovered with wolf-shaped ears standing at attention

I hissed in danger when I saw Alpha's familiar face had trapped me into this disgusting place, and now he was standing in front of me. The Alpha was named Alaric Damian. His tall and big body stood upright with his handsome face looking at me arrogantly. On his lips was embedded a big cigarette with smoke billowing in the air. Behind his body was a red-eyed wolf who looked at me with a hungry look. My body got goosebumps as Alpha Alaric grinned and pressed me down with Alpha's pheromone. My animal instincts were certainly so scared that the wolf in my body ran into the darkest corner.

​Then the attackers parted. A new wolf enter‌ed. Bigger than an⁠y I'd s​een y​et. Eas‍il‌y​ e‌ight feet at the shoulder.​ Black coa‌t with silver streaks running through it like lightnin‍g. Scars c‍risscrossi⁠ng his​ massive head and f‌l​anks. Yellow e​yes tha‍t glow‌ed with intelligence‌ and​ ra⁠ge‍. Alpha​ D‍ominic‌.

That was totally forbidden, although the only thing we had in common was the existence of the Alphas, Betas and Omegas, which was handled in the same way. In that balanced way. Nobody broke the rules and had control of some things, although it was not something that would last forever, there was always someone who damaged everything. One day I witnessed a battle between two wolf packs. It was night and everything around was dark, the only thing that illuminated the area was the moon. Of the two packs that were fighting place. I had heard that there was a rivalry to prove who was the stronger of the two, but what sparked that incident was that a member of one of them had caused a feud between

She looked at me like I was an insect to be crushed. "This Council has been convened to address serious violations of our laws," Morgana's voice rang out. "Alpha Caelan Black of Ironfang stands accused of elevating a human breeder to the status of mate. Of granting her privileges and authority reserved only for wolves of pure blood. Of disrupting the natural order that has kept our society stable for fifty years." She paused, letting the accusations hang in the air. "How do you plead, Alpha Caelan?" Caelan stepped forward. "I don't."