Alpha Wolf Gay Novels & Stories

Numerous wolves that had been seen in an openly same sex relationships would end up beaten a hair away from death in a dark street with obviously no witnesses, their jobs or businesses would be jeopardized, and the Alpha, her father, would never investigate those crimes as he would others. He thought gay mate bonds were a mistake. Being Ada’s best friend and assistant would catch Alpha’s wrath directly. He couldn't possibly turn a blind eye, after decades of advocating against "unnatural aimless mating". Emma’s or her mate’s life possibly could be in danger if he caught them on one of his bad days. Even if she was never abused physically, all other discrimination would fall onto them. They w

"Oh. That would be like being gay in the werewolf world?" "Yeah, maybe. It's worse, though. Like, unnatural. It's hard, biologically, to change your nature like that and... submit to an alpha or just being attracted to their scent. But I know there are a few weirdos out there who like that, so I try not to judge." "But you're not a weirdo, because you only like omegas and maybe a beta one day if you're feeling spicy?" "Yeah." "Then gender really doesn't matter at all?“

And with that he started to limp off. Just as he was about to go through the door, he turned around and said, “Nice meeting you Joel. That was the most action I’ve had in days.” And then he winked at me before going through the door. I stood there for a good minute, my head reeling with all this new information. Was he flirting with me? It definitely felt like he was flirting with me. But who would do that? Gay wolves generally weren’t accepted anywhere in our society. And he was going to be the alpha! Or was he?

Because Azura's conservatism and stubbornness caused his anger to explode officially, he shouted: "A werewolf with an Omega attribute like you, do you know how dangerous it is here? An Omega scatters pheromones in front of the Alphas, like a rabbit slowly offering itself to a pack of wolves. Why did you always put yourself in such danger? If I hadn't appeared in the deserted alley that day, you would have been eaten by those fucking Alphas." Azura was amazed; she stared at him with wide eyes, eyes filled with questions. Her eyes were red; tears were pouring out in front of Conal. She slowly asked: "You know I'm an Omega? Since when? The one who helped me in that alley was you?"

I told Alpha Garrett, "Alpha I don't need his permission and I am a Beta I am a warrior and I have to do this for Uncle Garrett II." Alpha Garrett has a total of 546 wolves in his pack. His pack name is the Moon Shade pack. He met his wife when he turned 18 and married her at twenty-five. Now he is 33 years old and has two children. One is Nysa and the other is Jake. Nysa could be six and Jake four. When I think about the consequences if anything were to happen to anyone, I am utterly heartbroken.

the wolf questioned, frustration evident in its tone. I paced the room, the tension within me escalating. "Raven is the daughter of an Alpha, a strong match for me. Lyra is an Omega. Our union goes against the norms, the expectations." The wolf growled, "Since when do you care about norms? You're an Alpha. Make your own path." "I know, but it's not that easy," I responded, grappling with the internal conflict. "I have responsibilities to my pack, to uphold the traditions." He fell silent, and the room echoed with the weight of our unspoken thoughts. The moon cast its glow through the window, casting shadows that danced across the walls. The whiskey sat untouched on the table, a testament to

My wolf revels in the simple joy of the run, the temporary freedom from human worries. The moon hangs high overhead, bathing the forest in light that filters through the canopy. My Beta, Alaric, a massive gray wolf with battle scars crisscrossing his muzzle, flanks me on the right. He's been by my side since I took the mantle of Alpha after Lyla's father died. On my left runs Aria, the pack's head warrior, her russet fur gleaming as she moves with lethal grace.

Daniel clucked his tongue in his inner cheek as he mustered up his jokes with my dagger eye shot worth many Omega going into submission by prostration. Her intense scent mixed with a strong stinking odor riled me and my wolf up as different scenarios of who the stinking odor of blood might belong to. I rushed inside to meet Elena crumpled at a side in her protective being, her wolf form exuding nothing but authority and a domineering power that anyone could succumb to except me since I am from the Alpha bloodline. Daniel was almost four, resisting the authority, fighting the urge not to succumb until I commanded him, pulling him out of his struggle.

Mama has short red hair, which is why I think my hair has more of a red tint to it then mom's. I have two moms, who love me with all their heart. Mama helps the alpha a lot, and mom works in the daycare. Alpha is actually really cool, unlike his brother and nephew. Our Alpha is working on making it safer for our LGBTQ members of the pack. It's hard when hundreds disobey, and attack us personally or physically. Alpha has started an LGBTQ club, which I actually go to. It's for all ages, so the mated wolves, and my moms go, and it's actually really nice.

Mew said with confidence "He is my new found mate." Richard another alpha got surprised and asked "What is this new story Alpha??" Mew's wolf growled in anger and voiced in his alpha voice "Are you guys telling that I am lying??" Kint other alpha from Eastern territory said in fear "No. Alpha we believe you but he is male and.." Mew cut his sentence and continued "He is an omega and my mate. we don't know how but this is the truth."