Alpha Wolf Red Eyes Novels & Stories

“I shouldn't be here. I have to go.” “You can barely stand, little wolf,” he remarked, his eyes narrowing. Anya noticed it then his eyes. They weren't the standard amber of a pack wolf. They were molten, piercing gold. They were the eyes of a True Alpha, a lineage so pure it was almost extinct. “I don't even know your name,”she whispered, her heart hammering a frantic rhythm.

They jumped and leaped like animals but those wolves eventually began to overpower them when suddenly, Aiden growled and howled with his eyes now turning red and I shivered looking at him and gradually everything went black in front of my eyes. ******** Aiden’s POV: I knew my eyes turned red as I growled. They stopped there and looked at me while I kept growling. The anger and rage was rising inside of me. I knew I wouldn’t be in my senses once my eyes turn red but I couldn’t stop it. They went after the girl I love the most and they shouldn’t have done that. As they saw my eyes turn red, they came to know that I was the future alpha and they didn’t want a bite from me which made them run aw

Everyone could see the other Alpha gasp but his wolf immediately stood straight too, trying to dominate the black wolf but it was obviously no match for it. They wondered how he managed to be so strong despite his several wounds and the silver in his chest. Neil frowned deeply when he saw the huge wolf's eyes. It wasn't blue, like Dmitri's. It was just red, which the Beta didn't recognize. That wolf over there wasn't River nor Dmitri but something else entirely, he could tell from the strange and domineering aura surrounding the big wolf. Alpha Cane's wolf ran back and thousands of the yellow eyed creature stepped forward, surrounding and jumping on the huge, black wolf.

It came out in a weak whisper, but he didn’t even glance at me. His wolf was coming. I’d never seen anything like it — like a nightmare forcing itself into daylight. It wasn’t just an ordinary black wolf. The fur wasn’t fur; it was pitch, glinting faintly like oil under a blood moon. Its eyes weren’t gold or amber like other alphas — they were dark red, glowing faintly from the inside, and the air around it shivered with heat and cold at once. And when it opened its jaws, its teeth looked wet with crimson even though it hadn’t bitten yet.

"That mutt is no Alpha! He is at best a Beta, posing as an Alpha. He is undeserving of any other title and he will pay with his life for his actions." My voice is gravelly and strained due to my injury, and also because Lysandra is pushing through to speak with me. "Alpha Red, your eyes, they are Silver, is this your normal colour?" "No Bryce, these are my wolfs eyes. Now, hold any other questions until after I kill that mutt."

A thousand questions run through my mind, but I keep moving along. The Alpha survives and goes to another Alpha whose veins seem filled with rage, painted in crimson, his eyes glowing an unnatural black. I’ve never seen or heard of an Alpha with black-glowing eyes when their wolf surfaces, but I continue. Also, behind this other Alpha is a looming shadow with the face of grief.

Growl! The first one slowly revealed itself from the dark shade of the trees to the gleam of the moonlight, showing his vicious head first. The wolf has red eyes, bigger than the first one Zane saw before. It is showing its sharp teeth as it continued to make a guttural sound, eyes locked on its target – the human. Zeev and Tyr abruptly motioned their bodies to the first newborn. From the looks of it, it must be a human alpha because of its size. It’s of grey and tinge of brown colored coat.

Alpha Brentwood laughed and said in a tone only he could hear, "I'll show him the true definition of an alpha." His eyes then slowly change into his wolf's terrifyingly bloodred eyes, and shortly, they revert to his dark eyes, which makes him appear more human-like.

I teased. An eyes-splitting smile spread on his lips, and just then, his eyes flashed red. It was only for a second, but I was damn sure of what I saw. A look of shock crossed my face as I slowly approached him. “Lucius.” His brows furrowed. “What?” “Your eyes…” He tilted his head. “What about them?” “They—they flashed red.” I muttered, still in disbelief. Only a person with wolf, an Alpha wolf, could have their eyes change to that color. But Lucius didn’t have a wolf; how could his eyes flash red?

Damien was a formidable Alpha, a brutal fighter, but the beast standing before us now made Damien look like a pup. This wolf was colossal, easily the size of a small grizzly bear. His fur was a chaotic mix of ash-gray and battle-scarred white, thick and heavily matted over a frame of dense, terrifying muscle. But it was his eyes that made my blood run cold. They weren't the standard gold of an Alpha, nor the red of a rogue. They were a piercing, iridescent, unnatural silver—glowing with a sickening, ancient power that radiated pure malice.