Alpha Wolf Novels & Stories

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.

"We don't want humans aware of our existence. I already told you nobody wants to kill you." She relaxed a little. "How do you do that with your voice?" "I am the Alpha, leader of the pack, your new leader," he said. "There is a hierarchy around here." "So I have to listen to whatever you say?" "You still have free will if that's what you're asking. But wolves automatically respect their Alpha. It's natural to follow a leader." "Do we change into wolves on the full moon? Will silver bullets kill us?"

I countered, voice turning dark, “considering a woman beat you in a competition, I imagine your pride is in shambles. Now, if you’ll excuse me — I have better things to do.” His eyes flashed—wounded pride and simmering rage. He was halfway into his wolf, shoulders trembling as he fought for control. He growled, voice dropping deeper. “Don’t think owning this place means I can’t take it down with a snap of my fingers.” “Like you’re already trying to?” I shot back. “Go on…What else can you do, hmm?” The shift of an angry Alpha was impossible to ignore—heavy, crackling, oppressive. It pressed against my lungs, squeezing the air out.

Those were their trophies. “Hunters,” I whispered to myself. “Rasia….” My father’s voice cracked through the noise. He was the Alpha of our small pack. He was strong and looked unbreakable. U turned towards him…running. But I never reached him. A blast goes off. The shockwave threw me into the dirt as pain exploded through my shoulder. I immediately tasted blood. When I looked up, the elder’s hall was burning. Wolves I trained with, fighters, are dropping like flies as silver bullets pierce through them.

"Child, you and your wolf have survived a very traumatic event. You have partially shifted in a moment of fear and anger. Shifting fully may be too much to ask of your wolf so soon. Let us try one more time." Alpha paused and then continued, "Quiet your mind. Listen to the wisdom of your pack, Celia. Your wolf is safe and welcome, today or at the future time of her choosing. You are of Moonless Night." I tried to stop myself from thinking about disappointing my family, about being an embarrassment. I tried to find the barrier in my mind. Maybe if I stepped through it to my wolf's side, she would see that I did care about her. I could feel the auras of our Alpha and Luna, power and strength f

As long as children and warriors are fed with lies and false history to their own believed-to-be-right perspectives, rivalry and conflict remain alive until everyone lives up to fighting and killing each other. “Handa! Marcha!” the beta, Marcus, growled and shifted into his hazel wolf. Leading the army was the largest wolf among them all. The Alpha. His fur differs the murkiest among them. It is black that slowly shades sangria red as it reaches the ends. I won’t deny, that he looks audaciously intimidating in that stance. This Alderhaw is, undeniably, the Alpha of this pack. “Stop staring at me,” emerged a voice in my head.

It was Alpha, and boy, did it smell really amazing, like home. Allen shook her head as she tried to concentrate on Ohm's scent, which was barely there, and before she could get it, she was tackled on the ground and was now laying on her back with another wolf pinning her down. The wolf was huge, and it smelled like the same alpha she had been smelling before. The wolf's fur was black with a reddish tint, and his eyes were gold. He was gorgeous, and Allen had never seen a wolf like that before. When Allen looked up, she saw the Alpha growling at Allen and showing his canine teeth. Allen whimpered and closed her eyes. She knew this was a bad idea. She should not have run after Ohm, but of cour

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two. "I'm going to distract the gray wolf." The Wolf with red fur commands the black Wolf next to him. The Black Wolf received the order and left in Windy's direction. The Red Wolf is alert when sensitively detecting someone approaching. When it turned around, it saw a Wolf with black fur and sharp eyes. The Red Wolf was no longer conservative but somewhat reverent towards the Black Wolf. I thought the Red Wolf was the leader of the assassin group, but it wasn't. Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent.

When he turned eighteen. Alpha Camren is very handsome. His hair was a natural platinum blonde and his eyes were the color of diamonds. He's tall and has pale skin from the lack of sun. He wasn't delicate. He was built like a stallion with muscles wider than my hands put together. He must've worked out daily. Despite being a golden figure of popularity amongst the female pack members... He had a terrible personality. In fact Alpha Camren is a white wolf. Something Alpha families were known for in this area. Thanks to our fur adapting to the arctic environment.