Alpha Sigma Wolf Novels & Stories

He intended to claim me as his mate, binding our souls together in a profound and irrevocable bond. A mixture of trepidation and anticipation surged through my veins. I knew the significance of this act, the weight it carried in the realm of the werewolf pack. It was a primal declaration, an emblem of possession, and a testament to the depth of our connection. To be marked by an Alpha was an honor and a profound commitment, one that would intertwine our destinies and solidify our place within the pack hierarchy. But he wasn't just an Alpha, he was my lover. He was my man.

’ Shylock replied, ‘are you gone mad, werewolves look good in only stories, they don’t exist in reality. Daven replied, ‘they exist, our soldiers got killed by that werewolf, he was very dangerous, no one can defeat him, he was very taller about fourteen to fifteen feet. Shylock said in anger, ‘ what?’ our soldiers got died?’ Daven said, ‘ yes, I was about to take Ishu away from Ricardo, but from somewhere a werewolf come and killed all the soldiers in just a few minutes, he was about to kill me, but somehow I ran away from the forest.

one of the wolves, another spy greets with a bow. “What is it?” I ask drolly as I head into my study. I make a beeline for the hanging bar by the corner of the room and pour myself a full tumbler of whisky. I down that one and pour another, only halting when I see the wild staring. “Well, spit it out already!” I snap at him “Ri -right. It is the Alpha Viktor as well as the alphas of the indigo, Sky, and Grange packs.”

Flying banners I didn't immediately recognize. "We should probably find out what that's about," Shahira observed. We descended from the wall to find Sarah leading a delegation of nearly a hundred wolves toward the central meeting hall. Their leader was an older Alpha, maybe sixty, with gray hair and bearing that suggested decades of leadership experience. "I am Alpha Atticus of the Western Alliance," he introduced himself formally. "We represent a coalition of traditional packs—fifteen in total, spread across northwestern territories. We've been watching your reform coalition's development with great interest."

“They’re organized in cells. Small groups that don’t know about each other. Makes them hard to trace. Each cell has a leader. Someone powerful. Connected. Beyond suspicion.” “Do you know any leaders?” “No. That’s the point. They hide in plain sight. Could be anyone. Pack Alpha. Council member. Business leader. You’d never know.” “What about the symbol? The silver-eyed wolf? What does it mean?” “It’s their mark. Shows membership. Loyalty. But it’s never displayed openly. Only in secret. Among themselves.” Thaddeus pulled out his phone. “I’ll contact Sienna. Have her research. See what she can find.”

These fools didn't know what could happen once the tiny, little meteorites entered the atmosphere and fell like a mini-meteor shower on that very same day when it was taken down by Kiyokawa's super laser beams. As each of the meteor's parts contains a lot of radioactive material several days after M-2003's parts reached the four corners of the Earth, most of the pregnant women at that time were highly affected by this substance. After each of these women absorbed the radiation emanating from the original source where the meteorites have landed, their due date was moved ahead from their scheduled labor. Resulting in the birth of the next generation of children naturally gifted with special ab

His scent is instilled in every crook of the condo, Adom can sense it as easy as dew forms before dawn. Alexander is an alpha. That's evident. Adom needs to decide how high up on his list of problems that certain aspect is. When he thinks about the way Alexander yielded to him last night without an ounce of fear his heart thumps. He's not sure he could ever do that in front of another alpha, let alone one he met in a bar. Alexander had laid himself bare right there in that alley and Adom had not thought twice about following him back to his house then. So why is the fact that Alexander is an alpha such a hindrance to Adom now, he thinks. Or is that not the problem at all? Adom furrows his br

Mykel’s wolf was silver, a breed of wolf known for their extraordinary gifts. This year was our turn to hold the annual Alpha meeting. Ever since Mykel stepped up and took over from his father, he had avoided each one with the excuse he wasn’t ready. But not this year, had we refused to accommodate it would have been seen as a great disrespect to the surrounding packs as well as those who are coming from further away.

"Alpha Inc. Does that stem from wolfy stuff? I don’t know much but I know there is an alpha of the pack—," "I'm the alpha," he said. "Scott is my Beta. We are part of a local pack—The Legend Pack. My father was the alpha before me. I started this business to help our pack flourish, and live comfortably." "Okay ... so there are other people at the job that are wolves, too?" He nodded. "Yup, and there are some humans. None of them know ..." "Then why did you tell me?" He leaned forward and braced his elbows on his knees, and interlaced his fingers. "That's where things are going to get confusing."

There was no other Alpha that could take decisions like him, he thought. He always thought Aaron was full of himself, especially in their last meeting. The soldiers he sent to assist them were almost at his pack. He didn't want to accept help, but this might be a way for him to ask questions about Aaron from his soldiers. He knows no werewolf would talk against their Alpha but he would try. Some Alphas think Aaron is the perfect person to be the supreme Alpha, while some of them are on his side. He needed to have the whole council on his side, especially Alpha Ash, who was the oldest of all the Alphas and the head of the council of werewolves.