Alpha Beta Wolf Novels & Stories

**** Alpha Romulus Mansion: The evening breeze was cool as the compound of Alpha Romulus were filled with different wolves of high and low status. The Alpha's of all the five packs were seen standing next to each other, whispering to themselves so that the other wolves won't hear them. Soon, Osiris Wilderwood and his sons made their appearance in the compound and everywhere was quiet. The four of them were a sight to behold. Osiris Wilderwood and his two sons were on black suits except Zinedine Wilderwood who was just in simple black jeans and a long sleeve brown shirt with a black boots to go with.

"You can't? Aren't you just like them? I mean, from what I've learned so far, an Alpha is like a king." "I am only an Alpha on the outside, Arwa. A true Alpha has a wolf. A wolf is an important aspect of our life, but I don't have it. Or better yet, I've never shifted." "Why?" she asked softly, inching a bit closer to me. I could smell her, a sweet and flowery fragrance which made me ball my hands into fists. She didn't even realize the effect she had on me, or how badly I wished I could have her. But I had to control myself, because she was not mine to claim. Yet.

Those were their trophies. “Hunters,” I whispered to myself. “Rasia….” My father’s voice cracked through the noise. He was the Alpha of our small pack. He was strong and looked unbreakable. U turned towards him…running. But I never reached him. A blast goes off. The shockwave threw me into the dirt as pain exploded through my shoulder. I immediately tasted blood. When I looked up, the elder’s hall was burning. Wolves I trained with, fighters, are dropping like flies as silver bullets pierce through them.

Let alone to even protect ourselves. They had always focused more on the Alphas and Omegas. The Alpha because they are known to be a protector and the Omega for them to not be born with as much strength as the other. I kind of get the gist for the Omega section to hunt the inner part of the forest, however, the Alphas? Not so much. I thought they were the 'protector', at least that was what everyone had been telling me. Instead, all I could see was them cowardly hidden behind the title, when the Betas were continuously abandoned.

I made a mental note of that, maybe, just maybe, I’d find in unlikely ally in him. Within seconds I was flanked by two of their cronies, each savagely took a hold of my arms to hold me in place. In front of me, the handsy asshole in my current hell stood donning a sadistic smile. I’d be lying if I said he didn’t scare the shit out of me. He was a wolf in sheep's clothing, and my instincts told me not to be lulled.

' He snaps. 'War it is!' I say, growling. 'War it is then!' Alpha Zenith yells as he walks back to his warriors. He shifts into an ugly, large, grey wolf. His ear is missing, and he is worn and ragged. I shift into my black wolf and let out a howl, signalling war. In wolf form, my warriors charge toward Alpha Zenith's warriors. I lose sight of him and charge toward the others, attacking us, crashing into them, and biting any area of fur exposed to me.

Rylan was so happy that he wanted the whole world to know instantly so he called the servant and said, "Go and call the Royal Priest." He said and then looked back at his love of life and said "Tell him... Tell him that the Kingdom of Rylan is about to have its Queen!" The guard was shocked and looked at the lady behind him, who was blushing furiously. He understood instantly and ran away after bowing his head! The Royal Priest arrived and they had a private conversation over their marriage. The Priest counted their stars. He was shocked to see the girl’s stars were totally different from them. He understood instantly. So, he said, "Because the groom is a werewolf, and the bride is a human!"

The bond snapped tight between them, undeniable and raw. No. This isn’t right. His wolf, Rand, howled in warning. It’s her. “She’s wolfless,” Raymond thought, jaw tightening. She is our mate, Rand insisted, don’t you feel it? He did feel it and that terrified him. Wolfless meant weak. It means useless . It meant a mate who couldn’t run with him, couldn’t fight with him, couldn’t lead beside him. An Alpha with a wolfless mate would be questioned, mocked, challenged.

"Every time I look at you, every time I smell you... my wolf goes wild. My wolf wants you so badly. It is driving me completely insane. I can't think straight anymore." "Ronan..." I murmured his name softly, using his real name instead of his title to make the moment feel private and intense. I kept my hands on his chest, pretending to gently push him away. "Please, don't say that. We shouldn't be doing this. You are the Alpha heir, and you have a fiancée. You belong to Thalia. We need to stop right now." But my words did not mean anything to his wolf anymore. The sweet smell of my body had completely destroyed his control.

She left me while I headed into the council room. The eerie feeling that hit me sent goosebumps through me but the glare from my father being the second in command in council pulled me back on ground. It clearly stated, Do not waver, son. It has been since the disappearance of Elena that I have felt the presence of my wolf again, the way he stirred which means he felt the strange power too. The intimidating yet challenging one, readily awaiting your downfall so to announce your doom. There are Alpha's of different packs, apparently the packs my Father had successfully won and formed a treaty with and that gave Isabella’s Father the opportunity to be amidst.