Alpha Wolf Background Novels & Stories

If I get myself high enough his only option would be to shift back in order to reach me, and then at least it’s a fair fight. I’m about to make my move as this dick snarls at me with anger raging in his eyes, when suddenly the forest is filled with the most primal, vicious growl I’ve ever heard that shakes the very earth beneath our feet. I can feel his Alpha Spirit radiating off him like a nuclear bomb long before I see him, but it’s not long before a large, 6’5” wolf with thick, almost luminous fur the colour of snow is leaping in front of me taking a protective stance while snarling in rage at the wolf in front of me. The only time I’ve seen Alpha Alden’s wolf – or Atlas, as Alma called h

I fastened up my speed, and by the time I reached there, as I thought, a bloody scene greeted me. All the brown Wolves were my Alpha's and their beta, as well as Delta's. While at the opposite side, there were a few Rogues, and one of them, in the front was Aurora because she was the only one who got white fur. And behind her was a big brown Wolf and two ash color Wolfs, as well as a few Wolfs behind them.

That annoyed Viva and she pushed Lia backwards and blocked her path. "I wasn't talking to you, wide mouth and if you know what is good for you, don't ever, ever speak when I, Alpha Viva is talking, do you understand?" Lia snorted. "You call yourself an Alpha? I don't smell that on you." Viva growls and tries to use one of her arms, her right one, that is now covered with thick brown fur with her claw to design Lia's face when a hand catches hold of her wolf fur wrist.

Once I got a good leverage on them, my Beta helped wipe the rest of them out. Leo’s wolf was also large, but I was much bigger. We both had razor-sharp teeth and piercing yellow eyes. My wolf was all black and his wolf was dark grey. Most of my pack were black or grey wolves. Omegas typically had light grey wolves and Alpha’s typically had black ones. All the others usually had dark grey, but sometimes they had brown or orange as well.

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.

’ Dad snarled at one wolf. “Well.. Looks like Patrick overestimated you guys.” The wolf with black and gray stripes grinned. ‘Patrick?? He’s with Redburg?’ Alpha Daniel snorted. ‘That man and his petty schemes!’ Dame Xianth commented. “Nah, nevertheless, look at them! They are obviously spent up.” The wolf, whom dad snarled at, laughed. "Yeah, we could kill them and climb higher in the ranks!” An enemy she-wolf rejoiced. The adults seemed to be planning on something as they formed around me, Addison, the human, and Addison’s parents. I honestly completely forgot about that human. Who is now hiding beside Alpha Daniel.

And get this, the stories about him were spreading like wildfire all throughout the forest. So, like, the first time I laid eyes on Alpha Davien was at this pack gathering, you know? And let me tell you, his presence was so freaking impressive that every single wolf there couldn't help but be drawn to him. Like, seriously, he had this aura that just demanded attention. Yo, his fur was like super dark black, like seriously deep ebony, and it was like totally standing out against my own fur, which was all silvery-gray and stuff. But let me tell you, his eyes were something else. They were so captivating, like they could see right into your soul, you know? They had this piercing intensity that

Four white paws landed on the ground of a pure white wolf with icy blue eyes. Atticus my alpha wolf is a pure white wolf. I let Atticus take over and he speeds off like a bullet towards the forest. I just leave my ripped clothes where I landed. Running in the woods loosen me up from all the alpha duties. Atticus humped in dried logs and wet streams. The cool winds made me relax. In just seconds I was now on the top of the hill were surrounded by a deep blue ocean, this is my comfort place, no one knows about this place.

The witch’s eyes gleam with hatred. “He will crumble.” Her fingers trail through the fog. “And the girl will break.” My pulse races. My soul answers. “I’ll do it.” The witch’s shape flickers—once, twice—then she is gone. The fog dissolves. Silence falls. My wolves stare at me from the shadows, uncertain. Waiting. I lift my head, breath steadying. “We march at dawn,” I say. One wolf steps forward. “Alpha… where?” “Where all broken things return,” I whisper, voice dripping with new resolve.

He stood up, turned around, and there it was. Crouched a few feet away from him was a large wolf, almost larger than him, an Alpha wolf. It was a female, that much he could smell. She had shining black fur, so black that she almost blended in with the night. The only thing that didn’t blend in were her eyes, a moon-shaped symbol in the center of her eyes and a streak that ran a straight line on her coat across her back from her head down to the tip of her tail. She had pitch-white, bottomless eyes. The symbol on her head was gold with a white outline, with the same color and outline on her back and her tail. The tip of her tail, however, was the same pitch black as her coat. She was unlike a