Alpha Male Angry Wolf Tattoo Novels & Stories

I could feel his breathing labor as my hands stroked his broad chest, adorned with a black wolf tattoo. Alpha Rey's tattooed hand held my chin, making me look up at him. It seemed like he had gotten a grip on his emotions; his gaze remained sharp, but his face was as calm as the water in the ocean. “Then what does it matter if I've been obsessed with you for a long time?” he asked with a cruel grin.

Three rogue wolves rushed towards Alpha Clause and I, and I recognized one as the one Alpha Clause described as Alpha Ross, the Alpha that went rogue. He was a black wolf with a white scar the shape of lightning under his left eyelid. He together with a brown wolf attacked Alpha Clause, leaving me unprotected for the smaller wolf that was ash in color to attack me. They might have thought that I was weak and that was why they had only one small wolf attack me, but I was strong and I would show them. I threw a kick at the wolf's jaw and he reared back, letting out a loud growl both in pain and anger.

He was built like a warrior and had an unfamiliar face but the tattoo drawn on his neck gave him away. It was a wolf with two swords drawn across like an X. That was the mark given to all of the Alpha's warriors in Silvershroud Pack, A.K.A Liam's pack. My face creased into a frown as the realization dawned on me. I stepped out of my hiding spot when he got closer and lunge at him immediately. Despite being attacked all of a sudden, he still had his warrior tactics and was able to dodge immediately but he was stupid to think I would stop at one attack.

However, now she knew that not even the descriptions she had found most exaggerated did him justice. Corinne knew that wolves, especially males, tended to be very tall, but he was something else, with those broad shoulders and a visibly muscular body even beneath his clothes. Through the sleeves of his shirt rolled up at his elbows, she could see his skin almost completely covered in tattoos, a custom that, as far as she knew, was typical of wolf shifters, especially among Alphas, like him. His smell of wet earth and hot leather also seemed to be stoking some kind of fire inside her, making her tigress twist and turn in an almost obscene manner, waiting for the slightest slip on her part so

I can feel her touching me once again, and with her touch I feel the adrenaline rush to every pore of my being, engulfing me thirsty rapture and unquenchable desire. ‘This heaven and hell.’ I shuddered. “What the heck? Are you okay, Blackie?” ‘...’ My world froze as I stiffened.. A great way to dampen my uncontrollable excitement, but did I hear her right? Did she call me a dog, this Alpha King? My disbelieving eyes wild with exasperation with this unbelievable she-wolf. ‘I’m not a dog.’ I told her annoyingly. ‘Uupps, I’m sorry, my bad.’

I told her with a sigh. "I'd say so." She said, winking at me. My face must have said, 'I don't get it'. "This is the Alpha's tattoo. It's a little different, but still, it's definitely the same design." I took the paper from her hand and examined it more closely. I don't know why I hadn't made the connection before. Perhaps it was sitting in his lap or quiet, possibly his moth on my neck. But she was right minus the flaming red eyes and bared teeth. And the fact that my wolf is obviously a female. Why would he want such a personal detail of himself on me?

The wolves surrounded him, ready to take his life as they were commanded not to leave any survivors except the Alpha's daughter. Then, two wolves burst from the shadows and suddenly started attacking the rogues. One was a huge black wolf, twice the size of all the other wolves, and the other was a brown wolf. The huge black wolf’s eyes gleamed red, symbolizing that he was an Alpha, but that wasn't what made the rogues fear him—the mark on the wolf's face made them recognize him as Alpha Kayden and without waiting, they all took to their heels.

For once I get a glimpse of his tattoos noticing them all designed in black ink, the intricate lines, swirls and pattern running along his muscular torso. “What took us so long was the fact we had to drive through the worse pathway ever and I had to bring your new Alpha here.” Ira states with an eye roll and I chuckle. Putting two and two together I deduct that this wolf will be the first member joining the pack as soon as its established that Ira mentioned last night, the thought of it making me excited as I have a feeling this wolf will make a great Theta or Head Warrior. A perfect addition if I do say so myself. [He looks strong.] Alex links me and I nod, turning to look back at my brothe

He started reading about it. "Is Richard's wolf was black and giant?" He asked and pointed towards the picture. I looked at that picture carefully and then nodded my head. "This picture is the same as Richard's wolf," I mumbled. "Great." He smiled and pointed toward the tattoo. "This book says that black Alpha wolves, especially Alpha of red moon packs when marking their mates then the tattoo appearing on their mate's neck looks a little similar to this tattoo. There is a difference in each wolf's mark but the kind of wolves had a little similarity in their mark. Like when a golden wolf marked their mate then a tattoo appeared on their mate's neck containing a wolf looking towards the moon b

"You can't? Aren't you just like them? I mean, from what I've learned so far, an Alpha is like a king." "I am only an Alpha on the outside, Arwa. A true Alpha has a wolf. A wolf is an important aspect of our life, but I don't have it. Or better yet, I've never shifted." "Why?" she asked softly, inching a bit closer to me. I could smell her, a sweet and flowery fragrance which made me ball my hands into fists. She didn't even realize the effect she had on me, or how badly I wished I could have her. But I had to control myself, because she was not mine to claim. Yet.