Alpha Pregnant Wolf Novels & Stories

Looking at it she felt Alastor peer over her shoulder as the two read the verdict with their own eyes. Positive. The word was written in bold on her result and feeling a tear fall from her eyes she hid her face in Alastor’s chest wondering what she should do now. “Oh she must be the emotional type but this is news to celebrate you shouldn’t cry,” the doctor rejoiced the existence of the new Alpha to the pack. As a member she couldn’t help herself and excited about the baby more than the mother itself she said, “Would you like to do an ultrasound? Since wolf babies are formed quicker than human babies you might be able to see a small bean already formed.”

After he was satisfied that I was actually still here, alive and semi-well, then he would leave and only come back he following day. I found a bit of comfort in the coldness of the bathroom floor, it helped a bit with the fever. I closed my eyes, trying to concentrate on my breathing, trying not to vomit. I knew that once I was feeling a bit better and had some more energy inside of me, I would be able to at least get myself to bed. I knew exactly why this pregnancy was this difficult for me. It wasn’t within just any wolf to be able to carry an Alpha. That is why some bloodlines can only allow for an Alpha female to carry an Alphas pup. Usually, the pregnancy would fail if it wasn’t an Alph

The cries of the wounded, the roar of the wolves, and the clang of metal on metal reverberated through the air, a symphony of war. Draven, his body a tapestry of cuts and bruises, fought like a man possessed. He was a whirlwind of fury, his every movement a testament to his raw power. He was a bulwark against the tide of Mateo”s forces, a wall of bone and muscle that refused to be broken. Finally, he found Mateo, his face contorted in a mask of rage and desperation. The two alpha wolves locked eyes, their gaze a silent war. The air crackled with anticipation. The battle between the two alpha wolves was a spectacle of raw power and primal fury. Their movements were a blur of claws and teeth,

Zion asked with a frown on his face. "I now have a wolf!" Zion went still. "That's a lie." He laughed. "We are omegas and can never have a wolf, Hazel. Is something wrong? You look like you're going crazy." "No, I am not," I smiled. "You have a wolf also." Zion laughed, seeming to sense danger. "Okay. Now I know you're crazy. I do not have a wolf. How do you know this?" I stretched out my hand and my claws shit out. My fangs did the same and I growled.

“We came here with the idea that we would be the greatest scientists in the history of the world but instead we got apprehended by their rogues who killed off half of our team and brought the other half here. “They then killed off the other half in their crazy experiments and now we are all that’s left. If you don’t get us out of here, they will keep killing us until there is no one left.” I was flabbergasted by the behavior of the snow wolves. “And their alpha is cool with this? He must be a monster,” I muttered. “She,” he said. “The alpha is a female and the most cruel alpha I have ever seen in my life. I watched her make a pregnant werewolf tear open her belly to bring out her child so th

My wolf revels in the simple joy of the run, the temporary freedom from human worries. The moon hangs high overhead, bathing the forest in light that filters through the canopy. My Beta, Alaric, a massive gray wolf with battle scars crisscrossing his muzzle, flanks me on the right. He's been by my side since I took the mantle of Alpha after Lyla's father died. On my left runs Aria, the pack's head warrior, her russet fur gleaming as she moves with lethal grace.

The Alpha commanded everyone. Five minutes later, everyone, including Luna Lisa, had shifted. The Alpha took the lead, with his wife by his side. Off, the entire pack went running into the woods. Barely thirty minutes into their run, a loud howl filled the night. The entire pack stopped running and turned to the wolf who let out an agonized howl. It turned out to be Luna Lisa. Two female wolves went to her and she let them know the baby was coming. They communicated this to the entire pack using mind-link. At once, the Alpha shifted back to his human form.

"Let me go, I don't want to go with you, this is kidnapping!!" The pack members in the courtyard paused to gawk, one sly-eyed wolf gossiping about me. "The whore Alpha, has finally found a mate, I just hope he keeps his dick in his pants and does not break her heart." "Or not give her infection, because he fucks anything that moves." Another one commented. Anger bubbled up in my chest, and I shouted for silence, shouldering my way into the crowded party. The music cut off abruptly, all eyes turning in our direction. Carefully, I set Jasmine down, keeping a steady hand at the small of her back as she attempted to run.

I knew that I would never be able to go back there again, and it broke my heart. I made my way to the pack house, where the Alpha was waiting for me. He could see the pain on my face and the tears in my eyes. He took my hand and led me inside. "It's going to be okay," he said softly. "I'll take care of you." I wanted to resist, to tell him that I didn't want his help, but I couldn't find the words. I was too broken and too lost. So, I stayed there, in the pack house, trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered life. The Alpha gave me a purpose, making me the head of the omegas. It wasn't what I had imagined for my life, but it was something.

“It’s not, Alpha? Aren’t you going to question me about events while you were gone?” “Yes,” I said, “but I’m already pleased by your performance. Nothing burned down and I have the same number of wolves when I returned as when I left.” “Ah, that is not technically true, Alpha,” Sandra said. “It’s not?” “You have one more wolf now than you did before you left. The she-wolf Carla and her mate Tyler welcomed their first pup the day before yesterday. They have a healthy boy, and both mother and child are doing well.”