Alpha Pregnant Wolf Novels & Stories

"A hybrid who has not shifted, raised entirely among humans with no knowledge of our ways. The question before us: should she be formally acknowledged as pack?" A wolf in the front row stood—gray-haired, powerfully built, radiating authority. "I am Alpha Sterling of the Northern Territories. And I say no. She lacks the fundamental characteristics that define us. She has no wolf. Cannot shift. Was raised in human society. By what measure is she one of us?" Murmurs of agreement rippled through the chamber. Braham stood. "By the measure of her blood. Her mother was June Oslo of the Silverpine Ridge pack in Spain—an ancient and respected bloodline. Her son perfectly shows all signs of strong wol

The gray-eyed man turned his attention toward me now. His gaze swept over me carefully, from my worn clothes to the bruises still fading along my arm. His expression darkened. “She’s an omega,” he said. “Yes.” “And wolfless.” Kael didn’t answer that part. The silence stretched. The man studied him carefully before speaking again. “Alpha… this doesn’t make sense.” Kael’s silver eyes flickered briefly toward me before returning to his Beta. “She crossed into our territory tonight,” he said. “By accident?” “No.”

The Ironclaw courtyard smelled of pine, smoke and judgment. Hundreds of wolves stood in a wide circle beneath the full moon, their eyes reflecting silver light like a sea of silent witnesses. At the center stood the stone dais, the place where fate was decided. And tonight, fate was mine. Icarra Moonstone. Daughter of a fallen Beta. The girl too soft. Too quiet. Too ordinary. At least, that’s what they believed. My fingers trembled as I stepped forward, the cold stone biting into my bare feet. Across from me stood Alpha Kaelen Stormfang, all dark power and ruthless control. Broad shoulders. Black shirt clinging to muscle. Jaw carved from arrogance. His presence alone made weaker wolves lower

My heart pounded painfully against my chest, knowing we might not survive this, I closed my eyes and whispered a prayer to the Moon Goddess. “Please help us, let us survive." The moment I opened my eyes again, a familiar scent—chocolate, cedarwood, and lemons reached me At that moment, the forest shook as a massive gray wolf exploded from the tree line. Silver-gray fur flashed beneath the moonlight, as his shoulders towered above the rogues. Power rolled off him in unmistakable Alpha waves. Right behind the rogues, Dominic stood in all his Alpha glory. While two other wolves followed closely behind him.

Yet, he was happy to get rid of her. " Here's the thing!" I stand while making my way toward him." An elemental wolf is a hybrid that combine between witch and a werewolf. Anyone who have seeing her wolf can affirm that she's an alpha line, not an omega. Which leads to that Peter and Agnès, can not be her real parents. The only alpha line I can spot around is you, and your brother who died the same year she was born."

But I was selfishly thinking that he also had a duty to me and the baby. I couldn’t voice those concerns, because like I said, it was selfish. This was something that he had to do. And no one ever said that being an Alpha was easy. It’s the hardest job in a wolf pack. But I could have also just been pissed off because I wasn’t going with them. Or maybe it was the pregnancy hormones. Who the hell knew anymore. When the witches returned I had gotten everything ready for them and they created a circle with some substance and they started lighting candles around the circle.

*** Gabriel's POV "It's not possible for a she wolf to be Alpha." Dimitri looks from me to an omega I've learned is named Nira. Nira shrugs. "She always been more. She's one of our strongest fighters. I guess the betas respect that and followed." "Respect isn't the only thing you need to be Alpha." Dimitri argues with the omega. "No, you have to be born an alpha. Which Amira was. No one expected it. Her mother's pregnancy wasn't different in any way. Not a soul knew until she was born. She had alpha eyes and Alpha Moon could smell her."

I answered as I spoke into the microphone placed in front of me. A woman raised her hand, who I recognized as Alpha Mira of the Solitary Pack. She had my respect because she was the only female Alpha I had come across and regulating a pack was a hard task. “Why don't we all join forces then? After all, the war is bound to affect everyone; Every supernatural being and even humans,” she spoke in a genteel tone. She had a point, but a werewolf’s pride was intoxicating. This was something she wouldn't understand because women were selfless and thought of what would be best for everyone. But that was not the case here amid power-hungry men, who only thought selfishly.

He pointed at Billy. His face showed a lack of empathy. She was a monster, if he killed her now, no one would miss her. She was a vile servant of the devil. “The Alpha plans to claim them as his own, for they are the most powerful puppies in existence. They are born of the union of an indigo wolf and a hunter. “ I blanched at the word indigo. -Your little secret. Did you really think it would be that easy to fool her? Although from what I see, everyone cheats on her.

The Alpha has an audience as she gives birth to a baby that smiles instead of cry. Her green eyes shine bright, never burning red, like it should. Which means she has no wolf, unusual to their kind. "This is what happens when a female is Alpha. She bores a wofless child, who is of no use to us." Someone said, sparking murmurs all around the room. The news quickly spread throughout the pack, causing an uproar, with them asking for the Alpha's head.