Alpha Werewolf Free Novels & Stories

Non-natives are fair game. It was hard to tell which side was better. No one would intentionally give out their bad side when campaigning for something. Despite that, I felt that the werewolves were a more stable, balanced group. I could trust them. “So, what kind of alliance do you want?” “We shall protect you, family and property. In return, you let us invest and buy shares and give us a longer access to the resort than werewolves. Less screening for our kind. Nothing much really. We just want you on our side, and not theirs. We don’t get along very well. Besides, if this opens, you will be the richest family in town, fetching more revenue than most establishments. That will mean people on

I stammered out, not knowing exactly how to start my explanation. "Never mind. I heard everything, so I know what the argument is all about." She said when it became apparent that I was not going to say a word. "Oh." That was the only word that came out of my mind after hearing her. "Anyways, what I wanted to discuss with you is somewhat sensitive, but I want you to listen to me with an open mind. See, Claire, you are now here with Alex, as his mate, in this werewolf world that humans thought only exist in fairy tales." She gave a dramatic pause, building my tension. "So, what I am saying is that you have to let go of all your human ties as you are now with a man who is an Alpha." She finish

This could be the chance to prove to the magical beings that Werewolves have as much right as the others to reside in Altair. “I’ll gladly bleed for you, Ava.” She nods. Cupping my cheek, she fixes me with a steady gaze. “I told you what was worrying me. Now you tell me what’s bothering you.”

Holding a servant of the moon goddess hostage was more than legendary, enough for her to get the moon goddess’ attention and so she had no choice but to agree with Xavier. “Agreed,” Rhea smiled. “We would spare the rest of the pack and whoever refuses to leave amongst them would be killed immediately.” “I would never leave this place,” a voice said amidst a quick clash of swords. Xavier turned around quickly and he was surprised to see that it was none other than the Alpha himself, Alpha Joharres. He was a handsome young man in his early thirties and he had a rough beard. “Your father would have skinned the enemy alive,” Alpha Joharres frowned. “But here you are, negotiating with her like a

' My wolf suddenly mindlinked me. 'I know. This battle isn't just for Alpha Xavier's victory over James for the Blood Moon Pack. But also a win for all of us. A win for me, a win for Alpha and Beta Rogue, a win for Melinda and Lilah, a win for Ruth, a win for the werewolves in the Blood Moon Pack, and a win for the rogue werewolves in they all are pack. This is a victory for all who stand for the truth, my wolf.'

Alpha Franklin smiled at them. "Yes, I know that this will happen. Andrea has been like this since she became my beta. And thanks to her, my pack and warrior is the best of all the rest. I think one hundred fifty thousand gold coins is a cheap price that she can offer. In my perspective, Alpha Andrea gives you more benefits. I remembered that Andrea's payment per head is three hundred thousand gold coins per head. All the werewolves she trained are one of the greatest warriors in my pack. If you accept her proposal, you will not regret it," Alpha Franklin said.

“You misunderstand me. I apologize for the rough gestures from my men. They didn’t exactly have a choice as you have been hiding too well. I’m Alpha Rowan.” His eyes widened, his mouth agape. “Rowan Hargrove? You are a werewolf?” He takes me in with genuine care and respect, “Hargroves are the longest existence of Werewolves in San Zero. I, myself believed it was a myth, I’m honored to meet you, Alpha,” He slightly bows. I waved him off, “Feel free, I’m in need of your help.” He chuckles sarcastically, “My help? I can’t possibly imagine why someone like me would be of help to you, Alpha.”

“And by the bond, that means it belongs to us.” Rafe nodded once - slow, deadly. “Let’s protect what’s Eve’s.” The forest answered. Growls. Branches snapping. The first wave stepped into the open - ten, then twenty, then more. Wolves in mismatched leathers, some full-shifted, others half-shifted, all bristling with hunger and greed. Their Alpha stepped forward, a huge brute of a bastard with a beard braided in bone charms. “Well, well,” he sneered. “Looks like the rumors were true. Varrick is dead. And this land-”