Alpha Real Life Dire Wolf Novels & Stories

*** 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."

He turns around and looks at me. “What did you do today?” He asks. “Nothing,” I reply and he gives a half smile that does not touch his tired eyes. “So your name’s Derek?” I ask out of the blues and the way his eyes widen in astonishment tells me I caught him off guard. “Yes,” he says, quickly picking himself up from the shock. “How did you know that?” He asks softly. “The scary wolf with black eyes called you Derek. Is he the Alpha?” “Right, Nate. Uh, he’s not the Alpha. He’s my best friend. One of the strongest werewolves in the territory.”

Raymond I wouldn't necessarily describe my life as difficult, but it has been marked by a series of challenges that compelled me to take action for the well-being of my pack. When I became Alpha at the tender age of 20, it was under circumstances I could never have anticipated. Our pack had long enjoyed relative peace, but that tranquility was shattered one fateful night when we were viciously attacked by rogue wolves. In the chaos of the assault, my father, the former Alpha and our staunch protector, selflessly confronted the rogues to shield us from harm. His bravery was remarkable, yet the tragedy of his loss cast a long shadow over our lives.

Said a man, as he slowly came down the stairs, his voice reverberated around the cell. "I'm glad you're finally awake, I could have sworn you were dead," He smiled at her as he came into view, standing in front of her cell. I could tell that he was a high-ranking wolf from the way he carried himself. He wasn't an Alpha, I would have been able to sense that if he had been, but I knew he was most likely a Beta or a Delta, one of the Alpha's second or third in command. The Alphas were the strongest of any wolf pack, they were also the highest and purest of any bloodline, a position which they were born it. The Betas and Deltas were often chosen by the Alphas from the strongest in their packs, u

I pushed him away from my face with my leg, and he growled at me, without thinking, he launched towards me, and I picked up a huge wood in the fire I built and mashed him with it. I pointed the woods towards both wolves, and they moved back, I might be a human but training with werewolves in the past five years really came in handy and they hated fire. “You little bitch!” He growled as he pounced on me and used the wood to tear his flesh open and hit him so hard with fire making him burn. I ran into the woods as fast as I could while one of the two wolves chased me down. I was close, I could hear the sounds of cars and people getting close, but I didn't stop running as the wolf was in my tai

he said and pecked her. " I love you too, Dwight dear, " she said breathing in. " I am so happy for you. " Dwight smiled. " Okay goodbye. I have to go right now. " Theresa slapped his cheek softly. " We are werewolves and not bloodsuckers so be careful. Vegetables are good for Alphas. " Dwight smiled fleetingly. " Of course, I know Mum. Only vampires suck blood I just like the taste. That is all, " he said, then he left.

’ that was my thought in action as I stared vacantly at the beautiful woman before me. Despite being a very shameful thing among we shifters, I not only slept with Janet in secret, but I had also marked her inadvertently. During heat, it is usually established that the Alpha male and Luna belonged to each other. But I had no Luna. It wasn't a shameful thing that I mated the other she-wolves of the Pack, it was more shameful when it was an Omega. Janet was the most beautiful shifter in my Pack, the Crescent Pack. And that gave me a sense of pride. She was a trophy I owned, but it never lasted. It all ended the day she was killed.

It was Alpha, and boy did it smell amazing. Ash shook his head as he tried to concentrate on Ohm's scent, which was barely there, and before he could get it, he was tackled to the ground and was now laying on his back with another wolf pinning him down. The wolf was huge, and it smelled like the same alpha he had been smelling. The wolf's fur was black with a reddish tint, and his eyes were gold. He was gorgeous, and Ash had never seen a wolf like that before. When Ash looked up, he saw the Alpha growling at him and showing his canine teeth. Ash whimpered and closed his eyes. He knew this was a bad idea. He should not have run after Ohm, but of course, like the omega he was and the older bro

Grabbing my clothes with my fangs, I sprinted as fast as my paws could carry me. Enjoying the cool breeze of nature hitting my skin, the trees, the forest, the chirping of birds, the picturesque view. Everything was just perfect, and my wolf wouldn't stop running, enjoying the sprint more than ever. I had to report to Alpha Alaric and get back here so I wouldn't miss any vital information. Yes, Alaric is an Alpha. Most things are difficult to believe, most things are impossible to understand until you eventually stumble upon them. My life as a rogue had been messed up until Alpha Alaric picked me up and decided to make me of useful purpose to him.

she says. She’s a hundred percent wrong. My wolf and I have more kills than any alpha in North America. We’ve taken on a pack of ferals alone and left their drained carcasses in a heap. The sun-bleached pile of their bones still sits on the border of the southwest quadrant as a warning. The male pups dare each other to go there and steal a bone. It’s become a rite of passage.