Alpha Black Wolf Hybrid Novels & Stories

“I haven’t heard much about Alpha Lucifer. What makes him so special?” Von May Bite smirks as he leans in closer, eyes shifting around the restaurant before he whispers, “Alpha Lucifer was the Alpha of a pack with only ten members—the Black Jade pack—but despite their low number of members, they were the most feared pack in the world because every single member was a special creature. Even Lucifer himself was a hybrid between a demon and a werewolf, and he had a very special power.” I tilt my head. “And what was his power?”

Reluctantly I put my hand on Clayton’s shoulder to get his attention. Clayton turned around to meet my eyes. For those who hadn’t seen him angry before I had to admit it was a terrible sight. His rage filled eyes were a dark blood red colour. His inch and a half long fangs, that usually weren’t there, had grown in response to the emotionally charged situation. When he noticed it was me his eyes softened slightly. Alpha Clayton had both werewolf and vampire blood so his inner beast was a hybrid. So when he got pissed enough his wolf/ vampire would surface. As a result Alpha Clayton’s wolf Xavier was a bit different than most wolves. He was much more cruel.

BILLIE The flyers are everywhere the next morning. Stapled to bulletin boards, inside the Student Union, pasted on telephone poles like band advertisements, blowing in the grass like tumbleweeds: “TRADITIONALIST DOCTRINE Alphas are infallible. Ranked wolves are above unranked wolves. Human/hybrid women should be kept as omega slaves for breeding. Human/hybrid women are inferior in every way to male and female werewolves and should be treated as such for their own good.

The eyes were filled with so much hate, fury, and resentment that it stood the fur of my wolf on end. We stared at each other in silence, my eyes piercing directly into the burning, dark-red eyes of the wolf, but I couldn't for the life of me read it. Most Alphas, especially the Alpha King, had the tendency to read people's minds, but whoever this person was, I couldn't seem to penetrate their thoughts, and in this entire realm, there was only one species of werewolves I couldn't read. It was the hybrids–those born of a werewolf and a warlock.

I ask, and Cyrus answers, “Because he was an Alpha before coming here. And even though he’s apart of our pack, we can’t command his wolf.” “Why would an Alpha be apart of your pack?” I ask him, and Cyrus looks at his brother, then back at me. “There’s a reason our pack is so big and has so many different species. We stay strong by being a safe haven. Many the final saviors of bloody wars, where they lost everything.”

My wolf, Alba, was out, and she was furious. As my howl tore through the dungeon, I saw Alpha Drake, his body shaking like a tidal wave. He took down the rogue wolves that wanted to restrain me, his movements swift and deadly. I snarled, baring my teeth, but Alpha Drake didn't flinch. The dust settled, and Alpha Drake turned to me, his eyes filled with hidden cruelty. As I looked into his eyes, I saw something that made my blood run cold. They had changed, shifting from their usual piercing brown to a hazy blue.

" Lauren yelled, we all laughed when we saw him fold up his shirt hand, and then pull Alice from the ground, his face was like that of a man that is carrying a bag of cement. "That lazy bone," everyone laughed at his facial expressions. "How do they expect me to carry you for as long as this game lasts?" Lauren whispered as Alice wrapped her hand across his neck. "You never can tell, the game will be over." I know Lauren, he is just acting, he could carry Alice even for the entire day, what is he? He is a wolf and from alpha lineage, he is a strong wolf. When our eyes finally left him, to focus on the game, Lauren and Alice were in their world.

"Miss Sol, can you explain to us what's really going on?" Egmund, one of the pack fighters, finally chose to ask Sol directly. Sol looked at him with dim eyes. The woman was silent for a while before answering everyone's questions in a low voice. "Alpha ... he refused to return to our pack. He joined another pack and found his mate in that pack. I don't know why things turned out this way. But the pack leader and the Alpha's mate ... both of them have the smell of witches on their bodies." "Especially our Alpha mate. She's ... rather than a werewolf, she looks more like a witch."

I heard the voice again. “Who the hell are you and what have you done to me?” “Relax, Rosa. I'm your wolf, and you just went through your first stage of shifting.” “Have you lost your damn mind? I'm a human!” “That's what your parents wanted you to believe, the bracket you lost three months ago while fighting with Thanos was the reason I was sealed, your parents wanted you to believe you're a human that's why I was sealed.” “That doesn't make any sense, why would they seal me away from who I am?”

"But she can't even shift!" "Because her wolf is dormant, waiting for the right trigger to awaken," Kaiser says. "The old texts speak of this- a white wolf so powerful that her abilities remain hidden until pure will wakes her wolf up. With dark magic, I can not only awaken her wolf but bind it to my will. How could I not have known that she is the white wolf? Her father, Alpha Harry, is a gray wolf- a hybrid. His great grandmother was a white wolf and she got married to a black wolf and their lineage became grey wolves. Alora beat the genetics- she used the last surviving white wolf, the last sign of the white wolf. She is the one that the prophecy talks about,” he says with a smile