Novel & Cerita Alpha Werewolf

Getting up, I flung the towel around my shoulders and was about to leave. He stood as well, caught my arm, but released it just as fast. He had this smug look on his face. “That is where you are wrong, Alpha. Your choice of mates is every member of this pack’s concern. She is half human. Who knows if her offspring would inherit the werewolf gene? It is the duty of the alpha to ensure to father strong pups.”

There are more important things. The kid’s gone. We couldn’t save him. They walked him into a black hole at the dead end of a road, and we both let him go. There's a logic to it that I understand with my head and hate with my heart in the same breath. I haven’t properly seen Dax in action, but I know enough about him to be aware that he’s very fast and very strong. Widely regarded as the best werewolf warrior we’re aware of. Designated Alphas are already strong by design.

he added. “If he is a werewolf then he is an Alpha, right? He looks like an Alpha.” Aurora asked and muttered the last part of her sentence as she stared at the picture. She shook her head as she found it creepy. “Yes, he is an Alpha,” Jace replied. “And Alphas have packs, right? That means they don't walk alone.” “Yes.”

Black fur and smoke surrounded him, his bones forming a wolf shape that is not physical; its form now resembles a Wraith Apex. A spectral wolf with streaks of Lunar silver that burns through its shadow. His paws did not even fully touch the ground, just like gravity; his moves became optional. Every instinct in me was screaming, “SUBMIT TO HIM OR DIE”. But I am a Luna-blooded. I am also, and Alpha and Alphas don’t bow. I won’t bow, not even for my mate. Even if he carries gods, he is still my Sebastian, my second-chance mate. He stares at the moon goddess as if she were prey to him.

He fought on, his eyes fixed on Athena making sure none of luka’s pack member were able to come close to her. Finally, there was only one werewolf left and its Luka’s advisor and right hand man in the pack. He is by name ‘’Thor’’. The werewolf was massive, towering over Ardolf and Athena. His eyes glowed with a fierce, yellow light, and his teeth gleamed in the moonlight. Ardolf stepped forward, his knife held high and his senses and abilities were heightened. Thor lunged at him, his claws slashing through the air. Ardolf sidestepped the attack, his knife flashing out and striking Thor in his right arm deeply.

Most werewolf men are fit, but the Alphas are all a bit larger and have heavier auras than Betas, Gammas, or regular pack members. The man’s eyes flick to me with interest but soon go back to Thorne. “Sanders, it’s good to see you again,” Thorne says, shaking the man’s hand. They bow respectfully to each other. “You’re always welcome, Thorne,” Alpha Sanders says as his eyes slide back to me. His question doesn’t need to be aired. Anyone would wonder who I am. Thorne glances at me, “My assistant, Aurora.” “A human?” Alpha Sander’s tone is curious, which has me relaxing a bit.

But as our eyes met, a silent agreement passed between us - we had come too far to retreat now. Summoning all the courage we possessed, I took a step forward, prepared to face the consequences of uncovering the truth. "Tell us then," I challenged, my voice steadier than I felt. "Who are you, and what do you want from us?" The werewolf's gaze intensified, his eyes burning with a mix of knowledge and anticipation. "I am Aric, the Alpha of this pack. And you, my friends, hold the key to unlocking the secrets that bind our fates together."

I answered as I spoke into the microphone placed in front of me. A woman raised her hand, who I recognized as Alpha Mira of the Solitary Pack. She had my respect because she was the only female Alpha I had come across and regulating a pack was a hard task. “Why don't we all join forces then? After all, the war is bound to affect everyone; Every supernatural being and even humans,” she spoke in a genteel tone. She had a point, but a werewolf’s pride was intoxicating. This was something she wouldn't understand because women were selfless and thought of what would be best for everyone. But that was not the case here amid power-hungry men, who only thought selfishly.

*** Gabriel's POV "It's not possible for a she wolf to be Alpha." Dimitri looks from me to an omega I've learned is named Nira. Nira shrugs. "She always been more. She's one of our strongest fighters. I guess the betas respect that and followed." "Respect isn't the only thing you need to be Alpha." Dimitri argues with the omega. "No, you have to be born an alpha. Which Amira was. No one expected it. Her mother's pregnancy wasn't different in any way. Not a soul knew until she was born. She had alpha eyes and Alpha Moon could smell her."

Yes, they provided me food but that doesn’t mean I should be grateful. Werewolves are enemies, they will always be. “Hunter,” said one of the werewolf guards and gave me a cup of water. I drank all of it and lean my head against the wall, thinking of what am I going to do right now. I still can’t believe that Alarick is the Alpha, he looks too young to be one, and based on my father’s stories, Alphas have beards. I embarrassed myself that day by not realizing that one of them is the Alpha.