Alpha Pregnant Wolf Novels & Stories

I try to get up from the ground frighten by what he had said. Quickly he again lowers himself onto the ground and held me down. "Please don't hurt my baby," I pleaded to him; hoping he could spare me. "Who does this pup belong to?" the alpha inquires me. "Jacob, I lie to him, another male wolf I'm seeing. Not wanting him to know the pup I was carrying belongs to Christian. "Jacob or not, I will be making you lose your pup today within this room," the evil alpha told me as he quickly moves his right hand to my belly wanting to fist me. I scream out and block him with both of my hands that they become numbs by his hard hit.

I countered, voice turning dark, “considering a woman beat you in a competition, I imagine your pride is in shambles. Now, if you’ll excuse me — I have better things to do.” His eyes flashed—wounded pride and simmering rage. He was halfway into his wolf, shoulders trembling as he fought for control. He growled, voice dropping deeper. “Don’t think owning this place means I can’t take it down with a snap of my fingers.” “Like you’re already trying to?” I shot back. “Go on…What else can you do, hmm?” The shift of an angry Alpha was impossible to ignore—heavy, crackling, oppressive. It pressed against my lungs, squeezing the air out.

Nicolai One of my informants—a wolf who works in the Greenwood River Pack's administrative office—calls with an update I didn't ask for but apparently thought I needed. "The Alpha’s daughter, the woman you’re having us watch, you know she’s pregnant, right?" he says. "Like visibly pregnant. Maybe four, five months along?"

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

Whenever the air was laced with Alpha pheromones, it would let out that programmed cry. So whenever Julian went into heat, all I could do was listen to the Plush Wolf Doll’s moans—more like a woman’s breathy gasps—until dawn. The third wheel between Alpha Julian and me was a giant Plush Wolf Doll. Anyone who heard it would think it was absurd. After countless arguments that went nowhere, I decided to bring it up at our son’s first birthday banquet. That day, the pack gathered at the Alpha’s castle—elders, allies, and trade representatives were all present.

Their wolves were not merely beasts of instinct—they were anchors to the living world, guardians of the threshold. But guardians become obstacles. And obstacles must be removed. So I shattered the royal line. One pack at a time. One Alpha at a time. Until only scattered blood remained. Until the girl was born. Elara. Daughter of a royal wolf. Hidden. Bound. Her wolf sealed away so no one would recognize what she truly was. And then— The cursed Alpha found her. The perfect final piece. I turn back toward the basin. The water trembles again. Kael’s face appears briefly.

And she wasn’t alone. The barking started almost immediately. The Golden Retriever tugged on his leash, begging to be let go, his nose pointed right at Jack. So he wasn’t the only one around here with an exceptional sense of smell. It was good that the dog wanted to protect her, but no dog on earth could protect her from a giant wolf that stood seven feet off the ground at the shoulders. Jack was huge, one of the biggest wolves in the pack, thanks to his stature as being the next in line to be the Alpha. Even the smaller members of their pack, the pups, and the petite females, would come almost to Everly’s head they were so large. No, that little pup needed to calm down, or he was going to g

saying this, Adele hangs up the call and rushes towards her car to go to the Silverlake pack. As Adele sat in the driver's seat, she asked Alexa, " Is it safe to drive now?" " Are you asking me? Did you forget that I am a wolf?" says Alexa. " You are always busy researching about witches and vampires, but you never bothered to know about werewolf pregnancy." " I thought you would know," Adele pouts. " I know only about wolves, not the humans, and as far as I know, wolves don't drive," says Alexa sarcastically.

So she took matters into her own hands and approached the Elders first before the news got to them. “We were just about to call for you. We need you to explain what is going around the pack about our soon-to-be-crowned Alpha and the slave girl.” Lucy's heart was beating fast but no matter what, she had to speak. “The rumors that you have heard are true, for the most part. Some of them are lies, spread by bitter people who don't want to see my son as the next Alpha. That girl indeed got pregnant by him, even though that was a very terrible mistake. She seduced him, you see, and forced him to bed, and since my son is a very responsible man, he decided to save her face and accept the baby.”

It made us incredibly bitter towards her and her perfect image within the Wolfen community. There was a pause. Part of me wondered if she had left us. She mustn’t like to be challenged by those she has already forsaken. ‘Mind your thoughts, Alek. We have our past, it is true, but I will not tolerate disrespect for long. I was disappointed and upset by your past actions, and punishment must be given to deal with all crimes. You claimed a thousand innocent wolfen souls; I can not reward you for such a heinous act. I have kept a close eye on you, nonetheless. I saw your remorse, but the consequences must still be enforced. I did not abandon you, however. I found a new path to redemption for you