Alpha Black (darkwood Bloodline) Novels & Stories

Silver moonlight from my left hand, crimson shadow from my right, twisting together into a spiral of light and dark that lit the arena like a second sun. The pressure rolled off me in waves, not the focused dominance I'd used on Rowan or Garrett, but the full, unrestricted weight of what I was. Prime Alpha. Dual bloodline. Moon and shadow made one. The Alphas in the front row leaned back. Even Remus flinched. I struck his earth pillars.

Some were written in languages I barely recognized, while others carried the faded ink of wolves who lived centuries before Blake’s father ruled this territory. I move slowly between the shelves, reading fragments of history—wars, alliances, rituals long forgotten by modern packs. The name Blackwood appears again and again. Often beside descriptions of strength and authority far beyond ordinary Alpha dominance. Nearly an hour passed before I found something different. A bundle of records tied with a dark ribbon, marked with a symbol that resembles the crest printed on the contract from my father’s iron box. My pulse quickens. The pages inside describe the earliest Alphas of the Blackwood lin

I can’t when I don’t know where the families have gone. ‘I can assure you the families that have left Blue Ridge have done so willingly. I am Alpha Demetri Black, I am the alpha of Crimson Dawn and the alpha working with Delta Jacobs to get these families out of harm's way. My understanding is Alpha Anderson may be killing wolves with pups in order to create orphans to be used as slaves. Is that true?’ ‘I’m sorry alpha, I’ve said too much. I’ve got to go.’ ‘Wait sweetheart.’ She’s completely stiff as she freezes in place. She’s shaking hard but in the chill of the late January night it’s hard to tell where the fear ends and the cold begins.

She noticed the rogues were scared shitless at the sight of him, their earlier confidence completely gone. “Alpha Blackwood,” Vex stammered while backing away from Laura. Lyralei gasped at this because Blackwood? As in one of the four major Alphas? But Joefrey Blackwood was the Alpha of Bloodfang Pack, she knew that much from the gathering earlier. Who then was this Alpha Blackwood standing in this vision? Was this some kind of look into the future? Or maybe the past?

"The Alpha who came for me tonight. Who is he?" Her mother moved to stand beside her, following her gaze toward the forest edge. "Kieran Blackclaw," she said quietly. "Alpha of the Northern Territories, master of the shadow packs, and bearer of a bloodline as old as the Oath itself. He is powerful, Aria. More powerful than most Alphas, and far more dangerous because his power is matched by intelligence and ruthless determination. If he has claimed you as his Luna, then the game being played is larger and more complex than simple mate bonds or pack politics."

I looked at the graves and I wondered why he was bad mouthing his late parents in front of their tombs. “My father was the Alpha of the White Moon Pack. My mother was the daughter of an Alpha. The had three children, two of which had Alpha blood running in their veins. But the third one turned out to be the black sheep,” It didn’t take rocket science to understand that he was the third child.

, maybe someone might die or an Alpha, the usual Alpha drama. I will just have to lay low for the rest of the night, keep a low profile and try my best to not have any drinks containing alcohol, the last thing I need is to be on the blacklist of most of the Alphas and more especially the Alpha of the Blazepelt Pack; I love being alive you know. Alpha Jaxon Ryker is the type of person that is normally in your nightmares and has a huge sword covered with blood. People call him the blood-stained alpha because he has taken the lives of different werewolves, and he has the biggest pack territory than any other pack.

Well, that was easy… So my next order of business... “Deckland,” I called out, and the enforcer stepped forward. “I want you to take volunteers and go to the Dark Wood’s Pack. See what other kind of witchcraft Alpha Kendrick and his Luna were up to.” “Right away, Alpha,” he replied, and because my old pack already ran like a well-oiled machine, he only needed to nod his head at a couple of wolves, and they instantly followed him. So far so good…

I whispered to myself in satisfaction. “Time to go see my little wolf.” I said to myself. After that night 20 years ago. I decided I didn't want to know her face but of course I am aware of her every move, down to the decisions she makes and down to the food she eats. Through the deep woods, I raced to one of the hidden gateways of Amaranth which leads to the other parallel universe, Alaska. I got there and opened the gate using my blood. Only a true alpha's blood can open the gates.

"We must not be foolish. We all heard about what happened to the Packs beyond the South Coast. They were so foolish to have not acted on time. They kept waiting for the right man, and what happened? Their Pack have been taken captive because of the shame they brought upon themselves. We cannot keep waiting for the Luna before we decide for ourselves. Given that, I'd like to bring to our notice that we've begun preparations for my daughter and heiress, Ava, to be wedded." An unseen blade seemed to strike my belly. The anxiety that'd been mounting for so long fell. And in its place was perplexity and anger. I stared vacantly into the space before me as I watched everyone clap. "And her mate…"