Alpha Dreams Novels & Stories

He silently prayed that none of these myths would distract Dom from his newfound responsibilities. "Have you ever heard of this, Alpha?" Dom asked moments later, getting Oscar's attention in the right way. "The myth of an Alpha born under the Golden Moon." Oscar was taken aback. This time his forehead wrinkled slightly, showing his uncertainty. "According to the stories I've heard, an Alpha born under the Golden Moon has a special gift. I don't know exactly what that gift is, but I do know that you were born under the Golden Moon. Isn't that right, Alpha?"

She looked up to see Harley, his face serious. "We need to talk," he said. She nodded, setting aside her work. "What's on your mind?" Harley hesitated, then spoke. "I've been having dreams. Visions, maybe. I see the Shadow Alpha, and it's like... it knows I'm watching. I think it's trying to communicate with me." Marinetta frowned. "What do you mean? What do you see?" Harley took a deep breath. "In the dreams, I'm in a dark place, surrounded by fog. I hear whispers, and then I see the Shadow Alpha. It speaks to me, but I can't understand the words. It's like it's trying to tell me something."

But tonight, there was something in his eyes, something that mirrored the fear gnawing at my own chest. "What is it this time?" I asked, already sending this was not about Caelum anymore. "Alpha, there's fire on the mountain. It's..... about a dream I had last night. That got my attention. My beta's dreams weren't like ordinary dreams. He was blessed by the Moon Goddess with the gift of vision. Whenever the Goddess wanted to send a warning or revelation concerning our pack, she spoke through him. I motioned for him to continue. He swallowed hard and began,

My mate's voice filled my mind, distracting me from making an impulsive decision guarded by nothing but raw outrage. I rolled out my neck in a bid to relieve the building tension. ' Addanc. ' I spat out his name in spite with a thread of warning in my voice. 'Come on alpha...I am merely here to get acquainted with you, surely you've made friends before. ' He drawled out the title alpha, with his lips pulled up on his side in a contemptuous smirk yet again. 'Alpha!!. ' I stilled, my mind taking in the panicky voice of my beta through the mind link.

And in Woodhidge-high, the most notorious bully was Clenk. Clenk Harris was a seventeen year old werewolf whose parents were quite rich. He was by miles, the strongest werewolf—his age—in town. His strength was just a gift to him, he wasn't a leader of any sort, yet he was an Alpha. He was born an alpha. Alphas generally get their level of authority and power after they have invested in leading a particular pack or killing another alpha werewolf. However, there aren't many alphas anymore because there wasn't any pack to rule. Over time, the werewolf culture has been forced to go through changes and series of phases because of the intimidating ever-growing nature of the humans. While, werewol

happy? Looking closely, I saw who it was. It was her lover. I saw them several times before during the past 2 weeks. They loved eachother so much. I know who he is. Alpha logan, alpha of the Red crescent pack. The pack that took me in when I had no home, even though I'm a witch. But who is that girl, and what is she running from. I want him to save her. But, just before she reaches him............BANG!

Angel chimed in while sipping tea, “I could smell the trees and the flowers, even the water and I could feel it on my paws! The snap of branches under my paws as I ran was realistic too, everything felt like I was there in reality! The only reason I knew it was a dream is because I woke up in bed quite startling after dream Damon left my side. Like I needed him and the fear of him not being there brought back actual reality!” “Damon was it the same for you?” I quiz, he was sat there dumbfounded just staring at Angel with his eyes wide “Exactly the same, I would wake up feeling empty” he looked at Angel Usually when other Alphas had these dreams the amount of detail would vary, depending on t

“We only record.” Vera felt her pulse slow as her vision faded. Beyond her closed lids, dreamlights flickered. A familiar haze coalesced: violet comets, silver plains, and the black wolf’s silhouette. She inhaled the dream world like sweet incense. A spark of panic flared. This place—this prison—was built to cage even Alpha minds. If she failed to control her gift under these dampeners, she risked shattering her psyche. The crystalline nodes crackled. A tide of voices whispered at the edge of her mind: tortured Alphas crying for release, guards muttering prayers for deliverance, the distant toll of the high tower bell. The mask constricted, pressing shards of glass against her cheeks.

a reality? Instantly Amerta's body jerked trembling, moving backwards until her back hit the wall. The image of the sight of the three heads before her falling unconscious replayed in her brain. The atmosphere of chaos, the screams of pain, and the last smile Alpha Alvrada gave her before being beheaded ... "No way," Amerta said softly, "I'm not dreaming?" Leo frowned seeing Amerta suddenly frightened. Though he hasn't said anything yet. Last night, Leo had heard that the Alpha Black Moon—his pack had brought a woman who would become his mate.

And probably stop thinking about what Alpha Alexander would do if he decides to follow me. As the hours passed and the sky outside darkened, my mind began to wander into unexpected territory. I started dreaming, finding myself ensnared in a dream so vivid and intoxicating that it bordered on the surreal. In the midst of this dream, I was face to face with none other than the enigmatic Alpha Alexander himself, his presence looming over me like a dark and alluring shadow.