Alpha Wolf Angry Novels & Stories

His knuckles turned white, bones cracking under the strain, his Alpha aura pressing down on me inch by inch, as if trying to force me to submit. I didn’t back down. “Sign it. Tomorrow at ten, Pack Council Hall.” I threw the divorce papers onto the table and turned to leave. The pack wolves exchanged bewildered gJulians. No one could understand how the couple known as the “legendary mates who conquered three great wolf territories side by side” could turn on each other in public at a celebration. His Beta assistant, Harper, rushed up to me, her tone like she was scolding a subordinate. “Chloe, who says an Alpha can’t like a plush toy? Apologize to Julian, now!”

“She is the reason my son is coughing.” “The Alpha is blinded by a pretty face. He has lost his mind.” I felt the anger rising. It started in my stomach. it moved up into my chest. It was a hot, heavy thing. It was my wolf. He was waking up. He was not happy. He did not like the way they talked to her. He did not like the way she sat there, taking their stones.

He still pressed me to him, touching my neck with his lips, but he already felt that something was wrong. I stepped back, keeping Alex at arm's length. She pressed the second to her chest, crumpling her T-shirt, trying to calm down, but it didn’t work out. Alex froze. "Now," she croaked and released herself. The wolf got out. There was no smooth transition, she broke my bones, punishing me for a long wait. Punishing disobedience. The she-wolf came and she was angry. *** I looked at the stranger. At the alpha, who was still standing in the faint form of a human. Well, that would make it even easier to rip his throat out. But no, you have to wait, I want to win on equal terms.

he gnarled. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you,” I warned the rogues, but it seemed as if they were deaf or couldn’t feel the power of my alpha dominance. It made my wolf angrier; nothing an alpha hated more than disregard. I howled as I lunged at the leader of the rogues, my large claws ripping his flesh. I didn’t want him dead, so I gave him a fatal injury on his neck to keep him busy while I fought his companions.

Is he serious? An anger like no other bubbles within me, ready to burst out of me like lava from a volcano. A low dangerous growl sounds out, and it takes my brain a moment to realise the sound is coming from me. The second I realise, I collapse onto the floor in my human form, my wolf abandoning me for the very first time. I get why my wolf did it. I was so angry I was in danger of challenging my Alpha, but I still feel betrayed he left me like that.

Anger because these two Alphas in front of me were worried about some damn treaty and fear that they would lose against Red Moon, when my son’s life was on the line. Anger like I have never felt in my life began to build up inside of me, and I couldn’t hold the anger back much longer, as it wasn’t my own anger I was trying to control now, but my wolf’s too. For so long she has remained dormant with her feelings after pretty much being rejected by our mate for another, but right now with our child’s life on the line, she wasn’t willing to stay silent much longer.

- he said angrily, still looking at my medallion. - I shouldn't call, but we have to stay together for pictures, we're going into the church, and the least you should do is say hello! - I don't know why I was so angry, but he aroused it in me. It was a flaming feeling that burned me up inside and I didn't know how to describe it. - I don't want to be near you! - he said looking into my eyes - can you respect that? - gee, that hurt, but he was just some stranger because I felt my heart break into more little pieces again.

I started to comb back through the events of the day, digging my nails into my palms as my anger started to swell anew. Then I heard my wolf, an Alpha wolf, crying loudly. Shit.

The white wolf caught the Alpha’s neck and slammed him on the ground, his raging anger drowning the sound of the cracking of bones, as well as the screaming crowd. “How dare you sell away our lives like that!” The Omega growled at the whimpering Alpha, who was bleeding ceaselessly, “How dare you use us as prey for your monstrosity!” The images of the disgusting file kept flashing in the Omega’s mind, as anger blinded him further, clouding his rationality, “How dare you rob us of our rights!” He kept striking with full force, delivering fatal blows. “Stop please! I don’t know what you’re talking about! Please!” Alpha Czar’s weakened voice somehow reached his mind, making the enraged Omega hal

He turns around and looks at me. “What did you do today?” He asks. “Nothing,” I reply and he gives a half smile that does not touch his tired eyes. “So your name’s Derek?” I ask out of the blues and the way his eyes widen in astonishment tells me I caught him off guard. “Yes,” he says, quickly picking himself up from the shock. “How did you know that?” He asks softly. “The scary wolf with black eyes called you Derek. Is he the Alpha?” “Right, Nate. Uh, he’s not the Alpha. He’s my best friend. One of the strongest werewolves in the territory.”