Alpha Pregnant Wolf Novels & Stories

"About a human carrying—" "A wolf pup," Wren said, matter of fact. "The bond will come earlier than you'd expect. You'll need more rest and more food than you think you want. The pregnancy may run slightly shorter." She paused. "Human mates carrying wolf children is not unprecedented. The outcomes have been good.” She hesitated then — just slightly, the first crack in her clinical composure. "There is one more thing," she said carefully. "Your mate is an Alpha. Which means this child carries Alpha blood. Potentially Alpha designation." She met my eyes. "That changes things."

I wipe my face and begin walking toward him. "I will leave you alone, Alaska. I know you are committed to Finn, and I should let you be even if we are mates. Maybe we are not mates, and maybe I am just crazy because you told me no," Alpha says. He gets to the edge of the water and leaps into the air taking his wolf form. He begins running toward the pack house. FUCK! I come out of the water, leaping into the air and taking my wolf form, chasing him. Why am I chasing him?

He held out his hand to her. “Thank you. I don’t see Mary tonight. Is she here?” Mary is Jonathan’s mate. “No, she is about to have our fifth pup. She is due any day. I wasn’t about to make her come with me.” “I see you are expecting a pup.” He looked at Myla’s mid-section. “Yes, I have about four and a half months to go.” She smiled happily. I saw Alpha Gill approaching. Alpha Johnathan instinctively moved to Myla’s side. Alphas are super protective of pregnant females whether they are their mates or not. Female wolves carrying pups are considered sacred.

It had been a while though. “Alpha,” Alicia and I spoke in unison. “We have a guest. Your mate is safe.” And that was the entirety of the conversation directed at us before he dismissed Julian and led us inside to his kitchen table, where Grant sat beside a very young snow leopard who was drinking coffee. He wasn’t a teen but not by much. “Waylon, these are Alicia and Dante, my other two Betas.” Alpha introduced us to the man, whose eyes were fixed to where my mating marks were peeking out from underneath my tee shirt.

Those wolves who have seen the darkness of this prison either made a mistake in front of the Alpha or just a very tiny wrongdoing that they made during the time the Alpha is not in the mood. But it was a different case for Sheila. The twenty-one-year-old Omega wolf who is pregnant with a daughter—his daughter—is the snake of the Alpha’s eyes, who used to be the apple of his sight until the venomous Omega wolf Celine Amberr came and seduced the Alpha who could have been her mate. And when Celine, her former bestfriend, was pregnant with a son whereas she was pregnant with a daughter… “I choose Celine, Sheila.” Those words from Alpha Jonas are haunting and painful enough to tear her apart.

She was there to prove herself, and it wouldn’t look good if the Alpha’s mate needed to be coddled. Bracing herself, Alicia stripped the last of her underwear and strode around her mate, unashamed of herself but instantly shifting into Alpine’s Silver Wolf. Unlike Alicia, Alpine wasn’t as friendly, even if Ruby was meant to be a sister to Rowan. Ruby gawked at the large silver wolf that shimmered and looked ethereal in the daylight, almost unreal. She was yet to shift into her wolf. That didn’t stop Alpine from jogging to Ruby, her large form circling her, those brilliant silver eyes roaming over the woman that deemed it was okay to insult her human.

I settled into a quiet corner, hoping to lose myself in the story. The book started like any other werewolf novel, talking about full moons and shifting. But then, I turned the page and my breath caught. There was a picture. Not the usual handsome man turning into a wolf, this was different. This wolf was massive with glowing red eyes and thick, dark fur. The caption underneath read, “Cursed Alphas.” It looked… powerful. Intimidating.

" Theresa gulped down saliva, as a rehearsal for getting prepared and letting go of her fear deep down she knew there was no better Alpha than her son. Was it cost or Dwight? " Of course, Dwight. There will be no greater ruler than you, " she said as a drop of tears rolled down her eyes. Dwight moved to her. "Then, why are you crying? Why do I get the feeling, you do not seem to accept me? " Theresa cried. " We are werewolves, we cry, " she said beating her chest. " But son believe me your thoughts are wrong. " He held her shoulder. " Listen to me Mum, I just hope you are not against me ruling and I hope you are not hiding anything from me. I can be very headstrong but that is by the way. I

the voice said again and the next thing I knew, I was being lifted off the ground, bridal style. I wiped the water from my eyes and studied my savior. I recognized him with the eyeglasses that he was wearing. If I’m not mistaken, he’s a delta of this pack. He has pale skin; slanted, monolid eyes; plump lips; and a high-bridged nose. He had thin arms, but he was surprisingly sturdy. I think his name is Albert? Yeah, Albert, the womanizer. He was infamous for fathering four wolf-pups with a she-wolf and yet still had the gall to flirt with other she-wolves in the pack. His womanizing extended to other packs. Even the rogues weren’t safe from him. I don’t think he ever declared or claimed his w

Neither of them spoke; they didn’t even move. Ignoring them, I tried to walk through, but they only stepped closer together, clearly making it known they didn’t intend to let me leave. Slowly, rage crept up my veins, and my fists clenched. “I said I want to leave. I do not belong here. Let me through!” The only response I received was silence. My wolf growled in annoyance, and my canines sharpened. “Do you have any idea who I am? I am Alpha Ragnar’s wife. Your Luna!”