Alpha Wolf Stories Novels & Stories

"You can't? Aren't you just like them? I mean, from what I've learned so far, an Alpha is like a king." "I am only an Alpha on the outside, Arwa. A true Alpha has a wolf. A wolf is an important aspect of our life, but I don't have it. Or better yet, I've never shifted." "Why?" she asked softly, inching a bit closer to me. I could smell her, a sweet and flowery fragrance which made me ball my hands into fists. She didn't even realize the effect she had on me, or how badly I wished I could have her. But I had to control myself, because she was not mine to claim. Yet.

'You should go see some of the guests while they arrive" She was like that a year or two ago when my wolf refused to show up. It was the first time in my life that I'd felt so embarrassed. My wolf showed up later, but there was no need for it by then. Any wonder then for this behaviour now that I couldn't find my mate? Another trouble was slowly brewing. Everyone began to despise me. I'd always be ridiculed and tormented emotionally, but it never crossed the four walls of the Pack House, which was the Alpha's palace. It would be a great shame if it got into the ear of the rank and file that the Luna was close to eighteen and had not yet found her mate. Which was what my father was fighting t

An image of a snotty woman flashed at the back of his mind that brought a shadow of a smile to his face. The wolf, kneeling in front of him misunderstood the smile that ghosted his lips as he was getting soft with his sob story. “You have to help me. I need to see my family,” he said in a begging tone. He was also listening closely to what this wolf was saying and just like his friend, he clearly understood what he meant when he said that their Alpha was meeting their Alpha. There isn’t an ongoing war. Kidnapping a wolf owned by another wolf—especially by an Alpha was something that equals death. He didn’t want to die. Not in this place, being tied like some kinds of pigs, waiting to be slau

“About the wolf. But how about I continue the story that your mom tells you, yeah?” “How?” Jacob asked, and I smiled holding them closer. I didn’t even know the story Tania told them, but I knew to play along the cards that I could. So, I kept it simple. A story about a wolf who protected his territory, who ran through the forest, who always found his way back, a wolf who always knew how to hold his grounds even when things grew difficult. For a moment, it felt real, normal… it felt like this was the most common thing in the world.

“What is it?” “Tales of Loyalty and War,” he said. “Old stories from before the border wars. My father used to read them. When I was younger, I would read through them for hours. It was my way of actually trying to understand the concepts that wolves used to deal with. You can read it aloud for me.” “Is the Alpha in need of a bedtime story?” “It has been a while since I’ve had one. You’re reading it anyway. Might as well read it out loud.”

says Mason. “Strange. We will figure that out later. Right now we need to focus and prepare for a fight if Alpha Jake refuses to let her go.” “Alpha, I have heard Alpha Jake talk about a blood red wolf. The only one I am aware of is in the story we have been told as kids,” says one of my warriors. “Does he think she is the blood red wolf?” “With the way he was talking, I think so.”

No wind, just the cold and the white rain of snowflakes. Bruce's Territory Those wolves' paws were quick to get to where the Alpha was. And the news of a new visitor had reached his ears along with them. But what really caught his attention was knowing that it was someone from Stanley's pack. "Bring him here." The Alpha said and one of his wolves nodded, returning shortly after with a man on his heels. He was wearing dirty clothes, his hair was messy and his feet were bare. "Are you our visitor from Stanley Wright's pack?

I said to them. "But will the Alpha take it easy with her, you know that they Alpha do not really like all these types of stories, I am sure that he will surly kill her, I am certain of it" the warrior said back to the huge wolf. "So be it, I do not care if the Alpha likes it or not, we all are loyal to him and you are going to tell him that this is what we have found on our lands, it is not still going to make any difference if we do not deliver it to him. He is still going to be angry if we did not tell him what had occured here today," the huge wolf spat.

The Alpha has an audience as she gives birth to a baby that smiles instead of cry. Her green eyes shine bright, never burning red, like it should. Which means she has no wolf, unusual to their kind. "This is what happens when a female is Alpha. She bores a wofless child, who is of no use to us." Someone said, sparking murmurs all around the room. The news quickly spread throughout the pack, causing an uproar, with them asking for the Alpha's head.

Adrian knew the truth. His mind went back to when he was a child when his Nana would tell him stories of the wolf people that lived in Alaska. According to her the wolf people were kind and caring, they cared for their community and protected the innocent. He had never truly believed her stories, but he knew the truth as he paged through all three books.