Alpha Werewolf Supernatural Novels & Stories

Liana woke up with a slight headache. She groaned when she remembered she was tied up. It had been so hard to sleep with RK breathing heavily. His behavior had been strange but she was thankful he had not harmed her in anyway. She had thought he was a monster at first but was beginning to realize he may be a good person being forced to do bad things by whoever the mastermind of the revenge plot was. Even when she had pestered him to reveal he had managed not to say anything. He was loyal to whoever was operating behind the scenes, the real psycho.

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.”

Unfortunately, It's apparent that during my summer vacation, I will live in the very place that has impacted my life more than words could fathom alone. The dream... the reality of what occurred one fateful night many years ago is bound to become a reality again, but there is nothing I can do besides cross my fingers and hope for the best. Hoping that night was really a dream, after all. The night where it all began. The night when I was attacked by a monster... The night I was attacked by a man shifting werewolf. With my legs snuggled against my chest and arms wrapped around them securely, I yawn for a bit then tilt my body closer to the window, wincing at the slight pinch of pain that pull

"Sir, I have investigated the only undead werewolf in California. His name is Conal Henry. I have met him. Conal is a very alert werewolf and difficult to deal with." Hearing Laura speak, whispers and discussions began to resound around. Most vampire members are surprised to hear that a werewolf can be immortal. Laura glanced at the lowly people, smirking scornfully. What she was about to say would probably surprise them more. "Master, he is not only an immortal werewolf but also a dominant Alpha." As soon as Laura finished speaking, the people around raised their voices in surprise. She glanced at Ethan's attitude, and he was also momentarily startled. However, Ethan is not as expressive as

a male spoke. "Tomorrow, I shall put a stop to him, once and for all," said Alpha Deucalion. "We shall fight against you!" the men said angrily. "And I too," I wanted to join him as well. Alpha Deucalion looked at me. "My people are being fooled by him and I want to prove to them that he is a werewolf," I told Alpha Deucalion as I raised the cloak in my hand the witch gave me that Bazaar is using to act as a human.

As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.

Something tells him this is going to be a fun semester. Daemon is an alpha werewolf who doesn't know he's an alpha yet, he is the chosen Wolf that will end the ongoing war between Demons and vampires but his father is unsure about this so he sends Daemon to live with his uncle called John who is also a werewolf but a beta.. John is burdened with the task of protecting Daemon and training him to be a stronger werewolf "Marcus little pup is going to be a handful" John said as he stepped out of his convertible Impala, He walked in to see Daemon sitting with his feet on the table

With deliberate movements, it circled the evil entity, studying it with a critical eye. "You have strayed far from the path, young one," the Primeval Alpha spoke, its voice resonating through the air like thunder. "But there is still a glimmer of your true self within." Amelia and her allies observed in anticipation, their eyes fixed on the unfolding scene. The Primeval Alpha raised its colossal paw, and with a swift motion, struck the creature's chest, causing it to recoil with a yelp of pain. The dark energy that had consumed the werewolf swirled and twisted, battling against the Primeval Alpha's influence. Amelia clenched her fists, urging the creature to fight back against the darkness t

~ The four had led the charge to the bloodbath. From above, Ava floated over them—a dark blanket made of mist. She absorbed the twisted souls of Sven’s men, making more magic for Marx and the others. She gave the men and women on her side each the strength of a hundred men to fight the hundreds of gnashing teeth and razor-sharp claws that came at them in a haze of fur and fury. They had never seen these werewolves before. Made of the darkest souls she was yet to encounter in this world, their creation should have been impossible. Yet here they were—hundreds of them with one singular purpose to kill all those who opposed their alpha.

This situation, Adam did not dare to imagine at all. "Brother, you don't have to be afraid, it's me!" Just when Adam didn't know if he should run away or not. A young man, with an angular face, suddenly walked over, used a very friendly look, and greeted him. Although he did not recognize this person's face, Adam's voice was still clearly remembered. This is the gray wolf in the pack of the great white wolf, he is also a werewolf, his name is Smith. “Are you… Smith?”