Alpha Omega Wolf Novels & Stories

Alpha Lucas said. Alpha Lucas is the alpha of the green pack. A pack which consists of wolf rogues, lowlife wolves, omega and rejected or banished wolves. He accommodates them with an inception that; green pack is a pack which doesn't discriminate and together with their little or more flaw they could rule the world.

Each wolf, with its sleek In the heart of the sanctuary, where the winds whispered secrets and the trees whispered tales, a formidable force emerged. Led by none other than the legendary alpha wolf, Arvandus, the wolf military stood tall and proud, their presence an indomitable shield against any threat that dared to encroach upon their sacred land. Arvandus, with his piercing amber eyes that held the wisdom of countless moons, commanded his loyal pack with an unwavering authority.

She planned to milk this experience for all it was worth, by the time they left this place, she would at least have basic knowledge of werewolves, and not just some ideology from an outsider. “Well ,there are the thetas, the betas and the Alphas. The Alphas are at the top of the ladder, there’s usually one for each state, then there are regional Alphas, chosen among the state Alphas, Continental Alphas, then there’s an Alpha Supreme, he’s the head Alpha of the world. The Alphas make the decisions around here, they sign treaties, basically, they are like Presidents. After them, we have Betas, they act like Vice Presidents, only, they do more, the Betas are the head warriors of every pack, the

We faced each other across the table, our wolves pushing to the surface. “Calm down, the both of you!” Alpha Harald also stood, followed by my father, who gripped my shoulder. ‘Don’t fuck this up, Connor,’ he growled through the link. ‘We don’t want to piss them off.’ “With respect, Alpha Shawn, these are the omegas willing to offer their services to you. If you don’t want them, then we will have to come to some other agreement.” Fuck him. No matter what my dad said, I won’t tolerate this kind of hostility from this asshole.

Tomas shouted once we entered and Jon smacked his hands. We made our way to the unoccupied seats and sat down. I squeezed his hands tightly suddenly feeling overwhelmed with all these Alphas. I've only met a few of them in the past. Most of them present had not taken any sides during the conflict and we're just here to witness the new change of ownership in territory. "Welcome everybody" Rome's voice traveled clearly around the room. "This is my mate, Frost. Rightful Alpha of the red stone pack, and the last blood wolf"

Not more than six months since they have enrolled in their new high school, things changed between the two best friends and they had a rocky friendship. One was a sarcastic and heartless teenager who thought basketball was an easy game to win. After all, he was the strongest of them all and there was no way he could lose in the game he was dominating. He had been consecutively winning on his own ever since he joined the basketball team. All of his opponents quit playing and all of his teammates could not keep up with his God-like speed. He was just too fast for them. His name was Chris Lukeman and he was the main Power Forward in the All-Star Academy's Basketball Team. He has the heavy-seed

Those were their trophies. “Hunters,” I whispered to myself. “Rasia….” My father’s voice cracked through the noise. He was the Alpha of our small pack. He was strong and looked unbreakable. U turned towards him…running. But I never reached him. A blast goes off. The shockwave threw me into the dirt as pain exploded through my shoulder. I immediately tasted blood. When I looked up, the elder’s hall was burning. Wolves I trained with, fighters, are dropping like flies as silver bullets pierce through them.

Cheers erupted again. “As Beta, I have watched Raymond train for this moment his entire life.” He stepped aside. “Pack members… welcome your Alpha.” Raymond stepped forward as thunderous applause filled the hall. Alpha Jackson nodded proudly. Luna Sabrina smiled with satisfaction. Raymond stopped before the ancient stone altar. At its center sat an old clay pot used for the pack’s sacred blood ritual. Alpha Jackson spoke loudly. “This ritual binds the Alpha to his pack.” Raymond picked up the ceremonial dagger.

Word of mouth travelled fast, and we began to attract a lot of terrified and abused omegas who willingly ran from their tormentors, becoming rogue to find us. My daughter, Carissa, and Beast became symbols within the Wolfen community. We weren’t strictly wolves, however. No, Carissa would not hear of it. I was chuckling at the thought of her challenging Beast on nearly everything. He would yell, but you could see he loved the spark in her. She challenged him in the ways he needed her to. His mind was changing on many things, and he was becoming the Alpha I knew he could be.

but I couldn't. Before I could form a single word, his oppressive Alpha aura washed over into me. It bypassed my human stubbornness and struck directly at my soul. Inside my mind, my beautiful wild silver wolf... the creature that had run so freely through the forest just hours ago... let out a high-pitched whimper and immediately tucked her tail and rolled onto her back in my subconscious, exposing her throat completely paralyzed by the dominance of a killer. The fear washed over me and it was a cold and suffocating terror that I knew entirely too well.. the fear of a weak Omega facing a monster. My knees buckled slightly with my breath hitching in my throat as a cold sweat broke out across