Alpha Griffon Knight Novels & Stories

"My spark isn't strong enough. I'll never be able to weave the light-lines like the scholars do." Before her frustration could turn into a full tantrum, a massive, heavily armored shadow fell over her. A towering beast-kin warrior, a wolf-kin named Garron who served in the regional civilian vanguard, knelt down in the dust right beside her. His armor was marked with the ancient, golden wolf insignia of Alpha Ryan, and his face bore the calloused scars of a veteran pathfinder. Yet, his large, clawed hands were incredibly gentle as he rested them on his knee.

And then she began to call upon a griffin. Tiana was hesitant at first, as she thought it might not be a good idea to summon one right into the castle tower. But Nicklaus had immediately told her there was nothing to worry about and just go ahead and call on the griffin. So, she went ahead and did just that. She called for Angus, a male griffin, she wanted to show Nicklaus that she can control a male griffin know for it stubbornness and his might and the griffin came whirling in the sky and landed silently but nevertheless magnificently on the wall. With a grin on her face, Tiana turned and faced Nicklaus, her excitement clearly apparent to all. "You believe me now?" she asked. Nicklaus quie

I watched as he excitedly positioned himself next to the two Alphas, his physique, although muscular, appearing lean beside Damon and Wyatt. I studied the three of them and could feel their power physically radiate from their bodies. Despite my reluctance to acknowledge it, I knew that it stemmed from their lineage in larger, more powerful packs with longer histories than ours. The other male professor handed Headmaster Sora the golden crest this time. “And the fourth Alpha is… James Knight of the Cipher Pack.” My gaze snapped back to the stage as the familiar figure stood among the other three Alphas. I bit my lip as I recalled our earlier interaction. So, it truly was James Knight whom I h

Like a rabid wolf, the Knight lashed out in wrath striking the venerable champion with his blade despite being made of flesh and bone. Kent’s blade was able to slice through the Xerroh-Adamantine armor as if it were a piece of paper the knights were slowly being torn through by their former leader as he fell into rage and madness as they tried to subdue him. The knights tried to restrain him with cables and restrict his movement with their halberds only to fail as the blade evolved from a sword into a double-bladed scythe slicing through the cables with great ease. Victor tried to pin him to the ground Kent threw his scythe towards the surrounding knights with a single punch. The Grand Archo

His wolf instincts were on high alert, ready for any encounter that might come his way. Silently, he crept through the shadows, his eyes gleaming with a predatory focus. His mission was clear – find the griffin, neutralize any threat, and continue his relentless search for the person he sought. In the darkness, Layton’s demonic wolf became a ghostly presence, haunting and relentless. The night seemed to conspire against him, concealing any signs of his presence from unwanted eyes. Yet, he persisted, his senses sharp, and his determination firm. As he closed in on the griffin’s location, the wolf’s heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and thrill.

I say to her when Destinee shoves me aside and the other chuckle as she wraps her daughter in a hug. “Yeah, I’m fine. Sorry if I worried y’all. But as you can see, I’ve made some new friends. Mom, dad, you already know Alpha Silas aka The Savage One and this is his brother Alpha Griffin and these fine wolves that have surrounded Venom Fang are the Pure Rogues.” She says as Silas and Griffin both shift back and fuck me! Griffin and Silas are so alike, the only difference being that Silas is slightly older and bigger than Griffin. But Griffin has a scar on his face and has a man bun. They both nod their heads respectfully.

I knew he didn’t trust me and assumed to know what was best for MY mate, but he didn’t. “I can bite him only a couple of times, nothing lethal…” Knight suggested, and I shoved him to the back of my mind since I was tempted enough to do so without hearing Knight’s encouraging ideas. I stared back at him, I was an Alpha and I wouldn’t cast my eyes down nor bare my neck to anyone, especially not a grumpy reptile! His frown only grew and his eyes started glowing in a shade of golden. Knight was pissed off and so was I. I couldn’t —and maybe didn’t want to—hold back my wolf’s annoyed snarl.

The dark brown hair and honey-colored eyes, weren’t new to him. “He is just ahead with Garelt,” the knight finally said, after a long moment, and pointed ahead to the center of the arena. “Thank you…” Noah said, trying hard to recall the name. “It’s Ryan Grant, little Alpha,” Ryan said with a chuckle. Noah smiled awkwardly in embarrassment before he darted off in the direction Ryan pointed. He maneuvered his way through the crowded arena. The knights of the pack were big built, and and Noah felt almost lost in between them. The timing wasn’t the best either, as they have just finished their training and are heading off to wash up before dinner. The sweat could be seen on their bare chest, it

Blood stained the clearing, a crimson proof of the fight for survival. Draven, a whirlwind of silver fur and sharp teeth, moved like a predator, each strike a testament to his honed skills, each growl a chilling reminder of his might. He cut through the enemy ranks, a beacon of hope for the Howling Wind pack, a storm of fury against the darkness. Asher, a loyal wolf, moved with the grace of a panther, his eyes never leaving his target. He fought with the precision of an expert, his claws a blur of deadly accuracy.

"I’m a peace-loving Alpha. My pack is built on values of harmony.” What a joke. Everyone knew Nightsilver wolves were merciless. Brutal. The smirk on his lips widened when he saw the disbelief in my eyes. “But, if I find proof they dared use magic on you, I’ll slaughter them. Cowards like that should be grateful they even share a border with us.” The threat wasn’t aimed at me, yet my skin still prickled, my knees weakening, not from desire this time, but from fear. His Alpha aura pressed down on me, heavy and undeniable.