Alpha Black Wolf Hybrid Novels & Stories

“ Then she—that… that girl—dared to command me like I was some pup. Everyone saw.” He stared at me. “You let another wolf command you?” I froze. “No,” I snapped. “I didn’t let her. She forced it out. I couldn’t resist it. My wolf submitted. We didn’t even mean to. We had no choice!” “Only an Alpha can do that,” he said, more to himself than me. I nodded. “And now everyone knows.” He studied me for a moment. Then said, “What aren’t you telling me?” I hesitated.

I wasn't a pure blooded werewolf, would they be okay with it? "I'm nervous" I breathed. "You don't have to be nervous, Rhea" "What if they don't like me? I'm a hybrid, Darryl" He chuckled. "Rhea, our alpha is a hybrid as well. So, why won't they accept you?" "He is? What is he exactly?" I asked, my curiosity spiking up. "He's a demon wolf hybrid" he responded and my eyes widened. "Wow. He's a rare kind"

It took a while but with my powers fully back, I was able to sniff them out. "With my help," My wolf chipped in. I shrugged, turning to the sharp corner. "I think I helped too. Imagine if I wasn't quick-witted." Maya, my wolf nodded in acknowledgement. The Alpha of Alphas had helped her to come back. Three of them co-existed in my body and this was only possible because I was a hybrid wolf. "You were just lucky." Maya said instead. "It's been months, Maya. Please drop it." "I will be taking a long nap. Whenever you feel like killing something insolent, let me know." The alpha of Alphas interrupted, and so it was just me and Maya remaining.

This had to work. The last I’d heard of the yellow wolf’s bane, it was being used by a pack of wolves known as the Red dawn who were based out in the Borderlands. They were however, not a very welcoming lot. Shit! This was going to be difficult. I wasn’t looking forward to meeting the mad doctor they called an Alpha. Her reputation of sadism and diabolical experiments were well known in these parts. Rumor even had it that she was hideously deformed, looking more beast than woman. Even her betas were said to possess the strength and speed of two werewolves combined into one.

Kayden looked at me thoughtfully. "You should discuss this with Damon directly rather than rely on rumors," Kayden advised. I nodded, acknowledging his point. "Who is this Hybrid Alpha Altair? I'm curious why I wasn't informed about him earlier. Does a hybrid pack even exist?" I inquired. "Yes, they exist. When a Lycan and a Wolf are mates, they're typically asked to reject the bond and find another mate. However, if they maintain the bond, they leave their respective packs and join the Hybrid Pack. It's run by Damon's Uncle Arthur, whose son is also a Lycan and Wolf hybrid," Kayden explained, unraveling more mysteries of this realm.

I howl once more just enjoying the freedom of the wind rushing over my fur. I don’t know how long we have been running or playing with each other. It was fun even if anytime Char got close to us my wolf would growl at her. When we finally came to a pond my wolf slowed down for a drink of water. This is when I finally am given control of my body back. I look down into the water seeing my wolfs image staring back at me. I’m so surprised when I see my glowing green eyes with hints of blue specks. My fur is midnight black with a blue hue to it. I shake my head and close my eyes. Not believing what I’m seeing. My dad is a pure black wolf but with no highlights to his fur. ‘You are not a normal Al

"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

I turned the page, dreading what came next, but knowing I had to see it through. “An Almega is the result of the deadly combination of Alpha and Omega blood. The Almega wolf is unstable, caught between the strength and dominance of the Alpha and the submissive, primal instincts of the Omega. This imbalance creates a creature that is feral, uncontrollable, and filled with an insatiable urge to kill. Once the wolf gains control, the human counterpart is lost. Permanently.” My breath caught in my throat, and I felt the world tilt beneath me. My mind reeled as I tried to process what I was reading.

Until then, I asked Daemon more about him: "Do you know Gamma?" Daemon laughed and then added seriously, "You were added for protection and don't know Gamma? He's the strongest and most ferocious. Alpha Gamma is a quad hybrid, a massive wolf unlike any we've seen before. His fur is jet black, and his eyes are mismatched, his gaze instills fear in those around him." This description was enough to make me stay away. What would happen if I got close to such a person? I don't like breaking pack laws; I don't care about any hybrid and am proud of my pure bloodline and fidelity. I follow the Moon Goddess's rules faithfully.

Instead, I saw five shadows emerge from the dark tree line, stepping into the light of the courtyard. One wolf was pure white, snow against the black night, with streaks of silver that caught the light like frozen lightning. It was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, and the sight of it squeezed the breath from my chest. Behind her were four others: one deep red, one vibrant green, one regal purple, and one solid black. They were the Alphas of the world. And they were here for me. The white wolf stepped forward, her eyes not amber or blue, but the terrifying, perfect gold I had seen in Xian’na’s face just before she left. She stopped maybe ten feet away and looked down at me, and I fel