Alpha Werewolf Names Novels & Stories

There was a hint of sarcasm in his voice. New home? What does he mean? "What about the mission?" I asked straightforwardly as I couldn't stand his aura around me. "Relax!! What's the rush? We haven't introduced ourselves yet." The sergeant spoke and stood in front of me, "take a seat,..." "Lance!! It's my name." I introduced myself first. "I am Oliver White and here is your Alpha Raymond of the west." Raymond of the west! Now I know who he was. The banned Alpha. He was cruel and ruthless, there was a reason why he was boycotted from the werewolf's community.

The Lycan guy standing by Gloringreag Horncoat stepped forward, followed by a mix of werewolves and Lycans, they came to stand about ten feet away from Saraya and I and bent their knees. "Luna, long may you live," their leader said. "Thank you," Saraya said. "No. Thank you for saving us. A lot of lives would have been lost today have you not come to our aid," the Lycan in the lead said. "What is your name?" Saraya asked. "Adalwulf," the Lycan replied. "Adalwulf, it is an honour to be of service," Saraya said. "Luna, Prince Dane, my sincere gratitude for weighing in even when it was not your fight," Gloringreag Horncoat said, standing by Adalwulf. His clan of dwarves lined behind him.

“Behave well then you and your babies will survive.” Alpha Arva chuckled and shushed Ren. Ren smirked, walking back to watch the babies in the crib. And I don’t mean to think weirdly of their relationship but I can feel something between the two painted wolves. Alpha Arva walked towards the crib when she heard a baby coo. I followed her and my attention was pinned to the babies sleeping in solace. “What are their names?” I whispered to Alpha Arva. “Arya is the eldest and my successor. That is Alva, Anka, and Avie. And the only boy, Arjo.”

And then at the same time, the cry of a baby is heard from inside the cottage and he goes still. The child...the child was here. . . . The unknown heir of the werewolf world has been born. . . And that's when the first drop of rain falls, marking the true begining of the prophesy beyond what no one has read. Marking the very birth of the one who will come to be named after the protector of mankind. . . . Marking the beginning of Alexa Black. . . . The protector of Death. . . . Daughter of the werewolf king Volkan Knight and the summoner of death Thora Valentine.

Wolves of the Redwood pack might more often than not be an arrogant lot, but they had a right to their pride. And no one was more arrogant than it's beloved leader, Alpha Jared Lycan. I mean, the fact that he’d changed his last name to 'Lycan' which is another term for 'werewolf' pretty much said everything one needed to know about how highly he regarded himself and his standing in the shifter world. I hate him. So much. And he hates me. So much.

Wait till she hears this. After the war and the creation of the very first Alpha, Beta and Gamma, they ruled the werewolves in harmony. Overtime, the job got too heavy for just three of them, so they appointed strong wolves, giving them their blood, which automatically made them Alpha, Beta and Gamma bloods. These same Alpha, Beta and Gamma wolves that we know now, like Luka, Niall, Asia and Jared, were all made high ranking wolves by the very first Alpha Beta and Gamma. Wait till they hear this.

He after quietly, his scent quickly filling the room, he smell nice but there was something dangerous attached to it. "What's your name?" Kael asked with a smile, Rhea some what knew she was going to be more comfortable with the brown haired guy, he looked nice. "Rhea." Rhea said shortly. "You guys aren't humans." She added almost immediately. "How can you tell?" Kael asked. "I feel it, a powerful aura emanating from you both." Rhea said. "You're right, we are werewolves, I'm kael a beta and this is Kieran, he's the Alpha of our pack." Kael said, Rhea looked at Kieran, his name sounding oddly familiar.

I saw that Roscoe's eyes were still yellowish, his wolf hasn't left yet? "Not planning to give your human the control." I said tilting my head a little "Unless you want to deal with that irritable human, I suggest you get going. I have mind-linked Alaric, you'll find him waiting at the entrance of the house or in the kitchen." The wolf said "You never gave me your name." I smiled "Avalon." His wolf replied "You are..." I trailed off looking him up and down "I am a male wolf; my name is just unique. Now, I believe that you should get going. My human is fighting me to not let you." Avalon said ushering me out

Pack of wolves. She felt a constriction in her chest. She was anticipating Kael, but this was unexpected. No, this was a different thing. Something much more intricate. One of the individuals, a tall and strong wolf with dark hair and striking green eyes, was the first to spot her. He quickly looked at her, sharp and evaluating. Alec was his name, and he was considered one of the pack's most reliable fighters. Even after Amora had departed, he remained unwaveringly devoted to the Alpha.

The path ahead was fraught with uncertainty, but I was ready to confront it head-on, driven by the love and protectiveness I felt for my growing family. The sharp, rhythmic kicks of my unborn child provided a reassuring rhythm as I rested my hand on my belly, feeling a strong sense of connection to the life growing inside me. I imagined him as a boy, envisioning a future where he would become the greatest White werewolf ever to live—strong, fearless, and a natural leader. I envisioned him leading his people with the strength and wisdom befitting an Alpha. My heart swelled with pride and anticipation as I mentally named him Ares, a name befitting a future Alpha.