Alpha Wolf Story Novels & Stories

he muttered. "Are you trying to say I am that big?" "Bigger than Jake himself!" "Really?!" "Seriously." Sarah laughed out her ass after so many argument that she was not going to believe her wolf was bigger than that of Jake's own. She really couldn't believe because in all the history, only Alphas wolf were meant to be big. Yet, her own was even bigger than an Alpha. What does that mean? She was an Omega or was there another breed than an Alpha they didn't know?

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.

Perla's gravelly voice brought her back from her fleeting memories. "Saul and Thiago were brothers that fought for the rights to be Alpha of the first White Creek pack" Perla sipped her coffee before continuing the story. Nueva listened eagerly to the details as she puzzled the pictures she had seen in the book together with the story, inside her head. "I saw a white wolf in the book is that my Eira?" Nueva interrupted Perla's storytelling. "Well, yes and no. We don't know enough about the Ice wolf to know if there is more than one." Perla tried to explain.

Not a single she-wolf in the pack had managed to stir my wolf enough to matter, let alone provoke a mating bond. Not that I would have gone ahead with the mating regardless. “Still,” one elder persists after a short pause. “A proper Alpha needs a mate to control their aggression. Even if you think you’re fine now, as more time passes, you’ll find your emotions becoming more and more unstable!” I shouldn’t, but I can’t help myself and roll my eyes. “You make it sound like I’ll, out of nowhere, jump and attack members of the pack.” “It’s not entirely unreasonable,” another elder intones.

The armies kept trying and when they were not able to make a scratch at the two beasts, they decided to retreat, but they could not as Iron was already alive, and he was standing by the road, where stood as the only road they were supposed to pass, he stood and forceful pulled out the last arrow by his chest, and just as said by the priest, the arrow wounded his heart, and that turned around and made him love violent always. He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and j

“Really? What's it about?” “It's a legend that follows an incredible she-wolf, with powers beyond anyone's imagination. The tale describes how she once found a he-wolf close to death in the Arctic. She was weirdly drawn by him, and it turned out he was her mate. He had gone rogue after being banished from his pack and exiled to the Arctic as an attempt to overthrow their Alpha. Sadly, being a normal wolf, he couldn't survive in the weather,” I realized Xavier really was very fond of this tale. His enthusiasm said it all.

Who the hell told you I was going to talk about nude? " And how did you know my head of department said nude? Are you a spy? Or do you have strange abilities and talents?" " You read minds right? " Melissa asked. " So what if I do? " I asked. " Well the thing is I also do read mind. There is this saying that goes like this, in order to catch a criminal, one has to think like a criminal. So, in order to catch a werewolf, one has to think like a werewolf. Can't you see you are destined to hunt werewolves, that is why you think like them. Werewolves, have a very good ear. They can hear things to the extent of hearing what one's heart says. Werewolves are intellectual beings and so are you becau

He nodded, knowing well as I do it would be much safer if we did. I shifted into my white wolf, and he shifted into his black alpha wolf. He is big, even bigger than the Alpha's wolf. "You coming?" His wolf's deep voice echoed in my head. "This way." He jumped into the forest. I looked over my shoulder, at the pack house. The only place I had ever known. My heart crippled, but I knew I would be in much more trouble if I stay. Jumping into the darkness, I followed after my mate. Running into my new life as a rogue.

'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

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.