Alpha Wolf Looking At Moon Novels & Stories

Mira asked confused. "Being an alpha wolf doesn't mean you have to be the first child. Xander is the second son and bears the alpha power. His wolf is the blood moon wolf so the alpha ship shifted to him through something like that rarely happens" Luna May explained. It's possible if that was the case in Zendaya too" Sophie said. "No, that wasn't the same case as mine" I replied Sophie. Fuck! Since I've started talking, I better finish saying everything I know.

Luna’s eyes glowed with her wolf coming to the surface. Alpha walked over to her standing between her soldiers and her body, “Alec says his mate is crying to you for him. Do you yearn for your Alpha as much?” He playfully gazed at her glowing wolf hazel eyes and he returned his coal black eyes deeply shining while sternly awaiting an answer.

In the center, a bonfire crackled, casting dancing shadows on the faces of figures gathered around it. Their forms were indistinct in the flickering light, but I knew that beneath the cloak of night, fur and fangs awaited. My breath caught in my throat, a cocktail of fear and exhilaration. A figure detached from the pack and approached, his movements fluid and powerful. The moonlight glinted off a silver ring adorned with a snarling wolf etched onto its band, a symbol of his leadership and the primal power he commanded. My heart hammered against my ribs as the moonlight revealed the Alpha, his blue eyes burning with an amber gleam.

Xavier POV As we pulled up to the Midnight Moon packhouse and got out of the car, Lunar was instantly on alert telling me that something wasn't right. I relayed the message to my parents and our Gamma, Peter who had been waiting at the jet for us. I watched as all their eyes glowed momentarily before subsiding, telling me that their wolves were alert and just below the surface. When we walked into the packhouse the air was electric and full of anger. Not just any anger, no there was pure Alpha rage radiating through the house, and not an Omega, or any other wolf in sight which was strange considering that it was only 9pm on a Friday night. Alpha Eduardo came out of a hallway to greet us, wit

"Alpha, Luna—you want to come fast. There’s something you want to look at." Without hesitation, Ralph and Olivia observed him, with Caroline trailing close behind. The tension inside the air grew thicker with each step, and Olivia’s pulse quickened. They reached the northern border of Crestmoon territory, where numerous packs. Contributors stood in a decent circle, their faces etched with unease. In the center of the group lay the body of a lone wolf, its fur matted with blood and its eyes extensively open, frozen in worry. Olivia’s coronary heart skipped a beat as she stepped closer, recognizing the familiar markings on the wolf’s body.

**Alpha's POV* I was in a dense forest, the full moon shining brightly in the sky, casting shadows across the terrain. The air was cold and damp, filled with the smell of earth and decaying leaves. I walked aimlessly, in my wolf form, the silence broken only by the soft sound of leaves under my feet. Suddenly, I heard a whisper, a familiar voice that made me stop immediately. "Alpha..."

I laughed as I looked at the image of the snow demon. Both visions disappeared and the image of my she-wolf remained in front of me. So she was talking to me? The she-wolf turned her head to one side and there appeared the image of the black wolf Michael in animal essence. He looked at my moon, not tearing his fiery gaze. But the moon turned away in the opposite direction, where the image of the snow demon, Marun, appeared. He was also in his true essence as a demonic beast. The white wolf also looked intently into the eyes of my she-wolf. There was snow in his eyes. The moon turned away from him in my direction, thereby making it clear that it was still up to me to choose.

I could no longer feel the throb of my wounds, could no longer feel the constant flap of my torn skin slapping against my shoulder as I moved. I looked up. A black wolf – taller than me, taller even than my Alpha and Luna parents – was staring at me, jaw slack. The wolf’s eyes stared at me helplessly. I knew they were blue because I knew the sky was blue, and they were of a kind, but they were raging and bright and a thousand other things the sky was not. A lopsided white crescent moon marked their forehead, and I squinted at it. I had never seen this wolf before. My breath caught in my throat. Mate.

You once promised me that no matter what happened, you'd spend my birthday with me. That's why I shifted into my wolf form and ran all the way here. I slept outside and crossed rivers and mountains to find you, even though you said you were a thousand miles away on business. Until the border wolves told me there were no mineral veins here at all. The Alpha had been planning this Luna ceremony for Serena for three whole months.

Startled, I get up from the bed and move toward the window, pulling back the curtain with trembling hands. Outside, under the moonlit sky, a large black wolf stands in the clearing. Its silhouette is striking against the silver light, casting a long shadow on the grass. The wolf’s eyes glow a deep, intense blue as it lifts its head and howls again, a sound that seems to resonate with the very essence of the night.