Alpha Werewolf Names Novels & Stories

Nolan sighed as he checked the time on his phone, which he hoped was discreetly, for the fifteenth time. As the future alpha king surely, there were more important matters that he could be attending to. The she wolf in front of him was certainly attractive, but that was all he could say for her. What was her name again? April? Alice? Allison? Alyssa? Yes, that’s her name. Alyssa. She is the only child of Alpha Scott of the Harvest Moon Pack.

They were the pillars of the werewolf world yet because they were small and history was being lost, most people did not know their importance. “ Alpha Blackwolf and Silver.” I politely greeted, bowing my head. “ Luna.” They both greeted back with me smiling at the fact that they called me Luna, very traditional. My eyes moved over to the other alphas seeing that most were not from our region, including the two alphas before us. Wow, they really came all the way to show support. It was amazing. We would only survive if we stuck together. Hope bloomed in me, feeling a bit as if we had a bit of a fighting chance.

You don’t get answers from deities. I don’t know how I’d handle being an… Aleph… yeah, that’s the word someone started using for males mated to an alpha. However, it’s not like I’d be the first vampire associated with a werewolf pack. Dani is the Delta up in Silverclaw. A vampire Delta mated to a Delta human. Silverclaw was ahead of the curve in incorporating other species into their pack hierarchy.

The crowd of villagers parted and the man who was an Alpha glared at me, his lip curling up in hostility. “And who the fuck are you to tell an Alpha what to do, little wolf?” he growled. “I’m the Delta’s Daughter and I’m telling you now, unhand these villagers or this man will unleash my beast,” I said, pointing at Rhett who was gathering himself off the ground. That was always my answer when I was asked who I was. Not Alpha, not Queen, but the Delta’s Daughter. That was the name I had become known as throughout the werewolf kingdom and beyond: The Delta’s Daughter, a title that was fast becoming a legend.

“Now that I’m all yours, what’re gonna do? When are you gonna do them?” A kinky forest sex idea played around my mind as I fired my shots, trying my luck. “You said the girl’s name is Willow,” Zed turned and around and walked back to us when I quickly pulled my hand from Axels chest and looked away. “Her name’s Willow?” he directed the question at my stepbrothers, then finally turned to me, “Your name is Willow?” Confused, I nodded. “Wasn’t that the name our scouts reported?” he turned around to his men at the front and turned back to us the same second. “The alpha daughter’s name is Willow. The werewolf,” he groaned in anger, “Your stepsister.”

* He snorted. Technically, I knew he was right since I understood where he was coming from. Alexakis was the name my parents had given to me... in my wolf form. So, if the name was to belong to either of us legally, it would be my wolf. That got me annoyed again, seeing as I didn't even have a name because of them. *A true leader is always ready to sacrifice even himself just to save one member of his subordinates.* My wolf told me. I sighed, knowing that he was right. But that still doesn't lessen the hurt I felt from knowing that these people didn't blink an eyelid just to let me go.

The three of us muttered his name in unison. "Better call me. Alpha of the alphas. Destroyer of the world. My name is Alpha Victor!" Even the quality of Big Boss' werewolf voice made my jeans soaked with my own urine, especially when he slid closer to my spot, allowing me to feel how indestructible he is.

— I replied to him, not knowing if I had said I shouldn't have. — No. What is your wolf's name? “Ah, Rhea,” I replied, still not knowing what this had to do with wanting to go for a run. He stood there thoughtfully, his thumb pressed against his chin. —Remus? What it was? — Aspen asked, also without understanding. - Anything. I just think it's weird that Miss Craton's wolf's name is Rhea, and alpha Aaron's wolf's name is Cronnos. His voice was distant, as if he were putting together a puzzle in his mind.

At that age, a lot of werewolves made their debut in society and even gained their wolves. I didn't have a wolf, and neither do I have a mate. It seemed like a cruel joke played on me by the goddess. As if I wasn't suffering enough from being an omega and a dejected one at that, I was without the two most important things a werewolf needed to be with. "What's your name?" "Celeste," I answered. "Celeste Ravaryn." "Celeste," "Alpha Keiran," I whispered, bowing lowly.

“Thanks.” “Too perfect. You military?” Jake raised the sleeve again. “SASR. Sniper First Class.” A grin flickered. “Who dares wins.” They said it together, a laugh cracking the tension. “This is Zak,” Jake told Kim and Jane. “Zak—Kimberly. Jane.” “Pleasure,” Zak said, crisp. Then to Kim, lower: “Keep it quiet for now, but… werewolves have overrun the city.” Kim held his stare. “You’re serious?”