Alpha Wolf Howl の小説・ストーリー

"Hello, Alpha Nichols. Just one moment. I will take this in the privacy of my office." Nyla's scent permeated the air like rotten food, and my lip curled into disgust. "Alpha Jones, please don't," I growled, not bothering to look at her as I found the one wolf who had the answers I was looking for. "It would be better if you stay to bear witness. I will be ending this now."

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

The wolves surrounded him, ready to take his life as they were commanded not to leave any survivors except the Alpha's daughter. Then, two wolves burst from the shadows and suddenly started attacking the rogues. One was a huge black wolf, twice the size of all the other wolves, and the other was a brown wolf. The huge black wolf’s eyes gleamed red, symbolizing that he was an Alpha, but that wasn't what made the rogues fear him—the mark on the wolf's face made them recognize him as Alpha Kayden and without waiting, they all took to their heels.

he thundered again. My body began to tremble, bones shifting, skin rippling. I wasn’t in control. Within seconds, my wolf had taken over. She didn’t hesitate. With a snarl, she leapt forward and landed on the Alpha’s lifeless chest. Her claws dug into his ribcage, and with a grotesque crack, she tore into him. Heat pulsed beneath the bones. The Heartstone glowed with an eerie, red ancient light. She clamped her jaws around it and ripped it free.

I shut my eyes. “North!” His voice is rough, his tone bitter and coated with disdain. My eyes peel open and meet his scrutinizing black gaze. Is this it? Is this the end of my short life? Dying by the hands of a scary wolf who is on the edge of shifting? I swallow hard. He’s baring his large fangs; beastly. He must be the alpha. He has the aura, wide shoulders and height that towers over mine. “Please.” I can hardly hear my voice as I plead for what? Mercy? A gentle death? My heart is already in my throat, and I might die from shock before he even kills me.

Thane focused inward, seeking the voice of his wolf, Lunos. Instantly, images flooded his mind - vivid, primal, and clear. River's wolf, Selene, appeared before him, a majestic gray form that radiated strength and wisdom. Lunos responded, a strong, golden presence that resonated deeply within Thane. The two wolves communed, sharing instincts and trust in a way that transcended words. River's eyes locked with Thane's, and he saw a deep understanding there. "Our wolves are aligned," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Through heart, soul, and mind."

Whenever the air was laced with Alpha pheromones, it would let out that programmed cry. So whenever Julian went into heat, all I could do was listen to the Plush Wolf Doll’s moans—more like a woman’s breathy gasps—until dawn. The third wheel between Alpha Julian and me was a giant Plush Wolf Doll. Anyone who heard it would think it was absurd. After countless arguments that went nowhere, I decided to bring it up at our son’s first birthday banquet. That day, the pack gathered at the Alpha’s castle—elders, allies, and trade representatives were all present.

The rogue wolf sprinted toward me. My body froze. Every instinct screamed at me to run, but my legs refused to move. The creature’s yellow eyes burned with madness as it lunged, jaws wide enough to tear through bone. I braced for the impact. But it never came. A massive black shape slammed into the rogue mid-air. Kael. His wolf was even larger up close. Power rippled beneath his thick midnight fur as he tackled the rogue to the ground, his jaws snapping shut around its throat with brutal precision. The sound that followed was sharp and final.

One second her body is enveloped with a flash of light and then the next, she disappears. In her stead stands an enchanting white wolf, standing on all fours, hackles consisting of white fur with silver tips that sparkle, ears pointing up in attention, ivory fangs protruding, and eyes scorching like the red spurs of fire with desire to demolish everything in her path. “Aaahwooohhh!!!” Kayleigh’s animalistic howl reverberates in the air, echoing across the multitude of wolf bloods. Werewolves in human form kneel to honor the Alpha Luna. Those who are in wolf forms raise their heads up and respond back with howls. The rest, like me and Juliana, and our small group of friends, tilt our heads to

She was exhausted when being shoved in and the werewolf was erratic the moment his eyes laid on that room. The werewolf was howling hard with the muzzle on but it was filled with sadness and longing. Then and there, Luke knew they were a fated pair. The rattling of the chains woke the poor and weak omega, and crawled towards the glass to hit it hard. Crying, begging, and bowing her head to the ground – “Have mercy! I cannot live without her! She is my one and only alpha!” Her voice was distorted at first when she sniffled and bawled her eyes out but it became clearer and clearer when Luke locked his eyes on her. The vivid bulge on her stomach and supporting it with her right arms as she was