Alpha Werewolf Free Novels & Stories

"Say what now?'' Jessie cut him off. She didn't know that werewolves could live that long. She only thought that vampires did. For a moment, Christian seemed shocked, but the look disappeared just as quickly as it came. "I am the Alpha of a wolf pack. You, my dare Jessica, are mate. Right now, I'm taking you across a border that only werewolves can cross through, to my mansion that is fortunately or unfortunately completely surrounded by an electric fence. Nasty little thing it is, just one zap and you're dead. Assuming that you try to escape. I am going to treat you as a husband should treat their wife, as my equal and life partner. I have a separate room prepared for you, as I'm sure you m

The pretty boy went closer to the confused country lad and asked in a whisper, “You turned into a werewolf, didn’t you?” Ben was surprised. “How did he know?” he thought. The ‘pack telepathy’ might not have existed between the two of them, but the look on the tall guy’s face told Francis everything. He then took out his phone, looked for a number there, and dialed it. After a while, someone answered. “Hey, Pia. Guess what? I fucking called it!” He paused to let the other side talk, then he answered, “Yeah, anyway, I won the wager, so I’m gonna meet with you later to get my reward… Mm-hmm, yeah, that place… Okay, bye.”

Everything started falling apart in Mark Ryder's life after he lost the court case in werewolf city to Drake Down and Rori Reeler who was now Rori Down. As far as he could remember, his loss was a sting in his buttocks that would never heal no matter the amount of treatment applied at the spot.

his cousin confirmed. “He pushed me away.” Zeev inhaled from his nose and exhaled through his mouth. “That guy is really something. Your alpha pheromone didn’t work on him either?” The other werewolf thought for a second. “It did. But he was too guarded. He doesn’t want to be marked.” Zeev teasingly clicked on his tongue and got their bags. “I’ll do it next time. Come on. It’s time for us to go home, too.”

No flutters or magic are running loose in my veins, only fear. I don't want this! I try to wriggle away from Arvin's grip, but there isn't a chance in the world for me to win against a werewolf. Arvin is also the alpha, and they are known to be massive. The man is towering over me, pressing me further into the bookshelf as he takes more than I'm willing to give. What Arvin is doing is wrong on so many levels—this counts as rape!

Alpha werewolves are extremely possessive towards their partners, I remember him telling me a few days back while he was briefing me about his plan to use me to lure Dylan out of hiding. "I wasn't!" I defended myself. "H-Hear me out!" Dylan stood straight to look at me properly as his hands slid off my arms. His eyes glinted with anger and disappointment. "Go on." My heart pounded dangerously fast against my ribcage—out of fear this time. His stare made my hands tremble and I was on the verge of wanting to run away from him, but I mustered up what little courage I had and stood my ground. "A werewolf is leading the rebels," I started to say in a soft voice. "I was getting nauseous without yo

V I am Ana, a rogue werewolf who has been on the run for years. I refused to follow the rules of my pack and their strict code of conduct, always longing for the freedom to live my life as I wanted. Becoming a rogue wolf seemed like the perfect solution, but it turned me into a fugitive, always running and never having a day of rest.

~Miranda Screams. Fear. Bloodshed. Chaos. That day was the darkest day of my clan. It had been predicted by the oracle that a comet will pass over the sky and turn the sun red. A red sun was a vampire's most feared because it always left us powerless, weak and too drained to fight against any danger that would come. It was our weakness. We tried to keep this information a secret but somehow, it had gotten to the werewolves and they chose to attack us on that day.

I wrinkled my nose then turned my attention back to the tv screen in front of me, although my brain was still thinking about Alex's words. Iris violets. Lycan. The first lineage of werewolves. Everything sounds crazy. 'Maybe I'm wrong." Alex exhaled and opened his eyes again, He looked at me with a half smile. "You are wrong Alex." I gave him a small nod then returned to staring blankly at the tv. ***

Sweat forms on her forehead. "I am Chase Wheeler, the Alpha of this pack and I will show you that I have tamed Werewolves just like you and you will not be an exception" "You have tamed others but not Layla Foster, I am tired of living so get me out of my misery" Layla has always been a weak wolf who doesn't fight back but tonight she was someone else. I haven't seen anything like her before and so I wasn't going to let that happen. She needs to be reminded that she doesn't even have a right to die.