Alpha's Challenge Novels & Stories

He climbed down the stairs leading to his throne and approached me. "Since you've chosen I, Fenris as your new Wolf, be ready to bear the consequences." He said as he stood only a few inches away from me. He took my right arm and a claw extended from his right index finger as he tore into my skin deeply. I saw green blood flow from his claw into my body and it felt like my whole body was on fire. I groaned in agony, but he gripped me so tight that I couldn't break away. "You have now obtained your destiny. Be strong! Cause Chaos, show them who you truly are, tell the world, you are, Alpha Aaron Harrington!"

"Esta, until you make a decision, you are my second. There will be no challenges for thirty days. Troy, you are next. Then Nikka and then Bernard. Troy and Bernard, you are young, though I know you've fought in Afghanistan. Esta and Nikka know our enemy better than any of us. If you don't like this arrangement you can challenge when the thirty days are up. Until then my word is law." "Yes, alpha." Three voices said at the same time. Nicolas turned to the silent Esta. "Speak now if you can't handle the position." "You want a woman as your second?" "I couldn't care less that you're a woman. I've seen you fight, you know our enemy, and you deserve a chance. I don't know if you can keep the spot

“I know your exhuberant welcome for your Alpha and Beta is already enough evidence, but you all know we are still going to have to follow protocol… and so I am going to ask, is there any one who would like to challenge Alpha Killian Silvercrest for the position of Alpha?” There was no response. “Anyone?” Tyrone pressed, “This is your only opportunity, so take it now, or forever hold your peace.” He waited pointedly, silently daring whoever had the power to stand the mighty Alpha. There was no one. “Very well.” The blond haired Alpha nodded, his eyes scanning the crowd as he readied himself for his next words. “Is there any one who would like to challenge Beta Kendra Silvercrest for the posit

“Besides, I have the perfect opponent for you. Do you accept my challenge?” The one thing about werewolves is once a challenge is accepted, you can’t back down especially if you are an Alpha. It’s an unspoken rule and packs take challenges seriously; it could change the way the pack members look at their alpha if they refuse a challenge. My heart thumped wildly. Come on moon goddess… Get your shit together and help a sister out here! Where is that power you promised! But it was too late, and my world begin to move in slow motion around me… Time stopped, my breathing stopped.

Knox walked to the center of the ring, responsibility weighing heavily on his broad shoulders as he went over the Alpha challenge rules. "Alpha Damon Cortez, you have been challenged for leadership of the Moonhowler pack by Gamma Judah Crewes. Do you accept?" His best friend raised his voice, "I accept." Damon grimly replied. "This is an Alpha challenge, and the rules are clear. No one can interfere in the fight for leadership. The fighter standing at the end is the winner. To claim victory, the other wolf must submit or die. Alpha, do you understand and accept these conditions?" "I do."

the sneering alpha said. “Really? I bet some of the other alphas would disagree with you. Alpha of Blue Crescent hates me, but even he wouldn’t keep me out of a challenge against my mate. If he was here, he’d stop this in a heartbeat. Now, the only way any of you are going to challenge Alice is through me. So who’s first?” I opened my arms wide. Silence greeted me. No one moved forward. I looked at Mario. “Well, tough guy? Are you willing to fight someone that can defend themselves or do you stick to beating the shit out of submissive wolves only?”

He couldn’t concede in front of this many witnesses and live with himself afterward. The crowd completed the circle. Gerald Halfmoon made his way to the center, hat in hand. “Ladies and gentlemen, brothers and sisters — we are gathered on this dark night to witness the Alpha Challenge. Julian, Kaelen, you know the rules. No weapons, no outside assistance, fight to the death. Shifting and semi-shifting are permitted.” He bowed his head. “May the best man win.”

“Many of you know me, but for those that don’t, I am Alpha Eli, and this is my pack. I have been informed by my Beta, Carlos, that some of you may think that you would be better Alphas than I am. Beta Carlos will be scheduling Alpha challenges starting the day after tomorrow. Anyone who wishes to challenge me, get with your Beta and he will set it up.” I’m intentionally calling Carlos my Beta over and over. It seems that some have forgotten who and what he is to this pack, and I plan to remind them. “What if we defeat you?” Someone asks from the back. “As with any Alpha challenge, the winner becomes Alpha of the pack.” “Will it be a battle of submission or death?” Another person shouts out.

I took a deep breath, trying to focus on my task. The Alpha was already there, standing in the center of the clearing. He was massive, his body rippling with muscle. I could see the determination in his eyes, and I knew that he would not go easy on me. I took my place opposite him, and we faced each other. "Are you ready?" the Alpha asked, his voice deep and powerful. I nodded, trying to keep my fear in check. "Then let us begin," he said. With that, he charged at me, and the challenge began.

A girl in my graduating class claimed that the Alpha tried to kill himself multiple times, but his body had healed too quickly. Eventually, after months of being in the dark, Alpha Sergio emerged again. And his pack became a menace—a force to be reckoned with. In an effort to retreat from the dark, gloomy topic of death, I wandered away from the table of elders. But I couldn’t shake the chills that coursed down my back at the thought of the Black River Pack. They’d become legendary across our continent for their brutality, and the idea that I now shared a ballroom with some of them had my heartbeat racing. And not in a good way!