Alpha Vs Omega Wolf Novels & Stories

My Wolf was finally waking up and she was just as upset as me. "D-d-drink?" I asked again, desperate to be away from them. "Maddox Mason," he said, offering his hand. My wolf whined louder, almost deafening. She did not want to be around him. Maddox Mason, Alpha of the Moutain Ridge pack, the biggest pack in our region. He was almost royalty and if you believed the Omegas who were tittering about him this morning in the packhouse a fierce warrior and single to boot. Everyone one of them yearned to be his mate. As if the Moon Goddess would pair an Alpha as powerful as Maddox Mason with an Omega. He'll be paired with the daughter of a powerful Luna.

He was beta Lamarck— a cruel and bitter wolf. “You know how much shortage we have. We lost one of our surest resources last night. The Alpha wants her out of here” “But her buyer would be here anytime soon? What do we tell him? He's the only one ready to pay a reasonable amount,” another responded as they walked away from me.

“But, we are not pushovers. We strive to live in peace but the Redwood Pack are no cowards. We are beastmen but we are not monsters. We will fight! And we will die fighting to protect our beliefs and our pack!” The Alpha’s booming voice resonates in each and every one’s heart. Their eyes shined with an unshakeable fervor to fight for what they believe, and to protect what is important for them. After the crowd disperses, the elite wolf warriors went to have a meeting with the alpha and luna. Allona, Ronnie and George also joined. They need to develop a plan and strategy to maximize their advantage real fast. A scheme to thwart any unscrupulous attack of the enemy pack. A back up plan was als

He wanted to be sure that she was there and who exactly she was. His eyes glinted as he stared into space. " Interesting...could she be that little girl? That fierce little devil?" " Alpha, she may likely be. After all, sixteen years ago she..." " One more word, Niel and I don't mind severing that pretty head of yours from your body," Alpha Drake said, his smile like that from the pit of Hades. That brought shivers, whimpering and silence among the wolves. Everyone valued their lives. But then one of the wolf stepped forward, his head slightly bowed. His aura was less than Drake but higher than the rest.

Who not only didn’t know her place, but had the audacity to cheat on her Alpha while still married. Then, a deep voice broke through the murmurs from behind, carrying the force of Alpha command. “Quiet.” It was Julian—his presence locking the air into stillness. He walked toward me, holding a limited-edition wristwatch—its face engraved with the silver moon crest, a symbol of the Alpha’s vow to his Luna. I didn’t take it. “I’m here for my talisman. Keep the watch for your plush toy.” The smile on his face froze. The other wolves in the conference room exploded almost instantly, fury erupting like a storm.

The crowd was gone… There was only an ocean of wolves… gray, silver, brown, black, and golden eyed, all massive, all radiant beneath the sacred light. And at the center of it all was Damon the Alpha. His transformation had not been like the others, not when he was the almighty Alpha of the pack. He simply bowed his head, closed his eyes, and let the shift consume him like it was supposed to. His body stretched upward, and muscles surged with a raw, terrible beauty. His wolf stood taller, darker, and more powerful than any other as his eyes glowed like molten fire. He lifted his head and howled into the night, a powerful sound echoing with a dominance that was so absolute that it made even th

The primal symphony of snarls, growls, and yelps echoed through the narrow alleyways, creating a cacophony of primal fury. As Brianna cautiously opened her eyes, she witnessed the Alpha’s power in action. His movements were a dance of lethal precision. Each strike was calculated to subdue the rogues who had threatened her. The rogue leader, seemingly aware that they mess with the wrong wolf, attempted to retreat, but the Alpha pursued relentlessly, and he immediately chased him. “Ah—I’m so sorry, Alpha! I didn’t know that the Omega was yours. P-Please, spar—ACKH!!!”

The order is as follows: The Betrayed Wolf Of The Moon Goddess. The Found Fated Mates Of Fenrir. Dahlia The Female Alpha Of Alpha’s Gaia The Wolf Goddess Of Hell. Rosa The Wolf Oracle. Soulless Seas. Thank you again and much love. Becca Lou xx

"You already know what it is." I do. Every Omega does, whispered about in low voices, warned about by every woman who's ever tried to keep a girl like me safe. A mark. A bond. An Alpha's claim, freely given or otherwise, the only thing strong enough to pull a runaway heat back under control before it burns through a body that has nothing left to fight it with. "No," I say, before he can say anything else. "I'm not — I won't ask you for that. Not like this. Not because my body's forcing my hand."

In the old books, written by the ancestors, they say that the Primary colors identified the wolf's area of greatest activity: blue meant speed, yellow strength and red agility and intelligence, thus considered the power of leadership. - Why then do most omegas have blue eyes? - Miley asks. - I don't know if you already know, but there are 5 denominations for wolves: Alpha, Beta, Delta, Omega and solitary. Formerly the letters of the Greek alphabet were to identify the strength of the wolf and the lonely only to identify that being was a deserter. Currently Alpha and Beta are professions, Delta is just to say that that wolf is common, with nothing special, and Omega has become any wolf that d