Alpha Werewolf Stories Novels & Stories

The traffic moved at a snail’s pace on the main route, and I couldn’t be late for my appointment. *** I didn’t expect Alpha Harald to invite four other neighboring alphas to attend our meeting. This was troubling because the less other packs knew about our dilemma, the better. But on the flip side, I didn’t know how many men Rossi had in his compound, but they were certainly heavily armed. I needed every available werewolf. “Normally we don’t concern ourselves with human problems, Beta Joel,” Alpha Harald spoke for all of them. “We cannot risk possible exposure.”

She had to be losing her mind. She looked down at the book again and carefully turned the page. "As only a few mythical creatures can claim," she read, "werewolves have been described throughout different parts of the world for centuries. In the last century, several werewolf sightings have been recorded. The werewolf legend has spread across borders, even across seas and oceans. The shapeshifter wolf has the ability to change form at any time. Aggressive energy or anger may increase the likelihood of causing an unintentional transformation, so such shifters are cautioned to practice extreme discipline and self-control. Black and white werewolves, particularly, are also able to maintain the

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.

Irritated, I pulled it away from him and closer to myself. "Sorry. I couldn't help myself. I'm always so interested in myths and legends. The stories are so amazing. I'd just never seen that one before, the one you were looking at. About wolves that are cursed to remain as humans. That's like... A twisted version of the werewolf story." He kept rambling on, telling the story of creation and how all 'supernatural' beings were created. I didn't know how this pertained to me because I was a wolf and nothing else but I was drawn to Motty's story and when he was done, looking up at me like he expected me to have a question of some kind, I realized that this must be it. This must be the informant

I grabbed my pillow sitting at the top of my bed. “I’m a werewolf Leah”. I frowned. What did that have to do with him being sober? “If I don’t continue to drink then it wears off”. “But you still get hangovers?”. “We don’t”. “But Alanna-…”. “You didn’t know about werewolf’s back then. She had to play along”. “That’s so weird”. “It has its perks”. He smiled. “I’m going to get cleaned up. Maybe we can watch a movie after?”. I wasn’t letting him stay. He could stay a little while but he wasn’t staying over.

There is this one story that is always told called 'The Wolf People' (The Wolf People) Thousands of years ago, there was a tribe of people who lived in the deep parts of the forest known as the Wolf People. It's been said that these people had the ability to change or shape shift from human to wolf, also known as werewolves. They had been givin a bad reputation of being murderous beast, thanks to the humans who told such horrible lies.

’ the man’s voice was not more than a whisper. ‘He was moving fast, like one moment he was here and in the blink of an eye he would be on the other corner of the room, and he doesn’t run, he spins’ Cecilia answered to him. They were all strongly trying to deny and not accept the fact about South Hills Pack but as they were connecting the dots, it was forcing them to accept no matter how sour and cruel it looked to them. ‘Lilith is White Wolf, and she is also Alpha, and calling her Alpha was the boy who has ability to spin and move fast, something we ordinary wolf do not have’ man murmured, witches exchanged glances with each other. They got scared watching how his face twisted.

My father was among the top-class richest men in Lycaonia, and he dreaded the werewolves like death. The humans stayed away from them, never getting involved with whatever they did except for intertrading. But Ava wouldn’t want to know; she caused trouble as long as I was going to get involved. I rose to fame two years ago. When Ava had stolen a storybook while at college. It happened that the book belonged to the werewolves. The owner reported to her father, who ordered Ava should be beaten up. I had taken those strokes for her after her mom persuaded Father to force me to do it.

If it we were humans, I would have been long gone from home by now, but we were werewolves, and being the Alpha’s son, I had a lot of responsibilities on my shoulders. But that didn’t stop me from getting myself an old beat up truck which I hid on the mansions grounds. Hah!

ALPHA RYAN POV The alert sounded throughout the pack link again; every wolf born and pledged to the pack would have been awoken to the growing urgency of the alert. Trinity Falls Pack was under another attack. The rogues were relentless, and I couldn’t figure out their attack pattern. They had already struck the north wall twice and were now striking at the western border. “Alpha, we are under siege.” One of my head warriors reached out. I rushed into the packhouse. I needed to ensure that Britt was in the bunkers, yet it looked like she had taken another sleeping pill. She was still sound asleep in our bed.