Alpha Real Life Dire Wolf Novels & Stories

Kane says. I roll to the left of him as he rolls to right, shifting as he falls off the altar. The witches scream and rush away from him. For a moment, I forget that I’m supposed to get on his back. His exquisite, golden wolf transfixes me. The rarest of them all. The biggest and strongest wolf to walk this earth. Born only once every hundred years and known to us as the Alpha of Alphas. Wow. Well fuck, don’t the gods have a twisted sense of humour?

"Sir, I have investigated the only undead werewolf in California. His name is Conal Henry. I have met him. Conal is a very alert werewolf and difficult to deal with." Hearing Laura speak, whispers and discussions began to resound around. Most vampire members are surprised to hear that a werewolf can be immortal. Laura glanced at the lowly people, smirking scornfully. What she was about to say would probably surprise them more. "Master, he is not only an immortal werewolf but also a dominant Alpha." As soon as Laura finished speaking, the people around raised their voices in surprise. She glanced at Ethan's attitude, and he was also momentarily startled. However, Ethan is not as expressive as

She rips the heels off and growls under her breath. "Why does height have to be so painful?" I laugh and she sends me a death glare. "How are you still wearing yours?" She asks, exasperated. "Well, for one the pack is a few minutes away, and I have gotten used to them." That last one is a lie, but being the next Alpha, I have to keep up the allusion of nothing getting to me. And nothing includes a measly pair of heels. My ears perk toward the open front doors, my nose twitching as the scent of a large group of werewolves floods toward us. Rylan grumbles, but straps her feet back into the heels. I turn toward the door, and wait.

Disappointed that my hindrance was not someone I could beat, even if I still had Echo. The rumors about the Alphas of the Fury packs never being far from each other were true. Seeing Liev meant that Devyn and Axel were close by. The territories called the triad, the Alphas of Doom, because every unlucky wolf who had ever gotten involved with them would either wound up dead or become their victims. There wasn't a single wolf who didn’t know that. And the Alpha standing in front of me right now was Axel. Axel Anders. He had a breathtaking beauty that could easily rival Liev's, no doubt. In a millisecond, he ate up the distance between us and wrapped his hand around my waist, trapping me in his

’ Dad snarled at one wolf. “Well.. Looks like Patrick overestimated you guys.” The wolf with black and gray stripes grinned. ‘Patrick?? He’s with Redburg?’ Alpha Daniel snorted. ‘That man and his petty schemes!’ Dame Xianth commented. “Nah, nevertheless, look at them! They are obviously spent up.” The wolf, whom dad snarled at, laughed. "Yeah, we could kill them and climb higher in the ranks!” An enemy she-wolf rejoiced. The adults seemed to be planning on something as they formed around me, Addison, the human, and Addison’s parents. I honestly completely forgot about that human. Who is now hiding beside Alpha Daniel.

The ground was slick with blood, and the once-pristine white snow was stained crimson. Mac shifted, my paws sinking into the snow as I sprinted to the left, where Archer’s pack was struggling to hold their ground. Archer’s massive wolf, a dark and imposing creature, was locked in combat with a hybrid, but the creature was too fast, too strong. Archer’s wolf roared, but it was cut short as the hybrid lunged for his throat. His teeth sank into Archer’s shoulder, and the Alpha’s wolf bucked, throwing the creature off just in time to avoid a fatal blow.

(Derek is Alpha Richard's wolf) “Calm down.” He hollered. Al was ready to kill. He wanted his mate, he was not concerned about human customs, not bothered to wipe off the whole tribe. "I want mate. She is mine. MINE" Al growled, I was unable to take control from him as I was so hurt. Derek had to pin Al by the tree to stop him from claiming our mate. "She is yours. Relax. We will figure this out. You need to Calm down. We can't show ourselves to humans." Derek reasoned, but Al was in no condition to hear. He was trashing to get out of Derek's hold.

I felt an odd connection to them all and asked my wolf why I felt so at ease. "Because it reminds you of home," she replied and I grinned slightly knowing that she was most likely correct. We continued following the wolf up a secluded path to a large home. The wolf turned and Adria told me he wanted to stop. I raised my hand stopping the others and watched the wolf run up the porch stairs and walk into the home. We waited and a small older gentleman came to the door and said the Alpha Rune would like a word with the two wolf carriers. I cocked my brow at the Alpha's name. When I was little, my father told stories about the white dire wolf named Rune Belov. He is said to be the largest white

I turned right down another street, then circled around and stopped on a side street so we wouldn’t be noticed. Fletcher got out of his car along with Jaxon. They didn’t have to wait long when a white Mercedes pulled up, just like the one Breanna had described. A moment later, two men got out and looked around. One stood on one side of the bridge and the other next to the car. When they had deemed it safe, he opened the back passenger door, and out stepped the Alpha, looking precisely as Brenna had described: tall and muscular with long white hair. “He’s an Arctic wolf,” I said, watching. “Are there any Arctic Wolf Packs in the area?”

This had to work. The last I’d heard of the yellow wolf’s bane, it was being used by a pack of wolves known as the Red dawn who were based out in the Borderlands. They were however, not a very welcoming lot. Shit! This was going to be difficult. I wasn’t looking forward to meeting the mad doctor they called an Alpha. Her reputation of sadism and diabolical experiments were well known in these parts. Rumor even had it that she was hideously deformed, looking more beast than woman. Even her betas were said to possess the strength and speed of two werewolves combined into one.