Alphas Animal Jam Novels & Stories

We locked gaze with her for a few seconds, I could tell she was nervous. I would be nervous too if I were a toddler and four strangers suddenly pulled up in front of my house. “Hy?” Her tiny voice shook. Her breath hitched as she was unsure of what to say next. My lips parted to reply when she suddenly dashed inside, leaving the door slightly open. The triplets and I exchanged a quizzical look before glancing at the door. “Mummy, the Alphas are here!” She let out a shrill scream. “Oh, God,” Hael groaned inaudibly while Kieran poked him by the side of his stomach, mouthing, ‘We are popular’

He nodded. “Yes. But she hasn’t always had her wolf. I thought it was unreal at first. But seeing her again with her wolf just solidified everything I ever observed with her. She is a real life hybrid. The only thing I can’t figure out is what fucking Jamerson has to do with anything.” “The South Regional Alpha?” Blade asked. I was looking between the two waiting to put two and two together. “Huh? What do you mean?” Trevor asked Blade. “Jamerson. He was at the Accords and they seemed familiar. He’s a Regional Alpha.” Blade explained.

My hands grappled with his, and I could feel his fury radiating off him in waves. “Is this how you welcome an old friend?” I taunted as I twisted, trying to gain the upper hand. The bastard was strong, his movements filled with raw and unfiltered rage. But I had years of deceit and strength on my side, things Denderick couldn’t even begin to understand. "Men!" I heard one of the Alphas yell behind me. "Stop this madness at once!" Another Alpha from the Council roared. That was Alpha Callum.

They are amused at the sight of me. Alpha Kenn shoves me up against his chest, like a rag doll, and I frown at the metallic, iron stench emitting off of his warm body. He latches onto me like a trophy and the crowd smiles and hollers with victory, with pride. "I have retrieved my Luna," Alpha Kenn cheers to the crowd, like a newly wedded King. "Where is my dear old friend, Alpha Tate?" One man from the bunch steps forward, nearly naked, and my eyes roam around me, watching the circling wolves. One, a large, dark brown beast, has black fabric between its teeth. Man against wolf, how cruel.

A name echoes from the depths, not my own, a title spoken in whispers and screams by a thousand voices: The World-Ender. And beneath the title, a single, coherent memory slams into me with the force of a freight train. I’m standing over the ruins of a different city, a different Instance, my hands dripping with something that isn’t blood, looking at a man with familiar, wary eyes. Liam Reed. He’s saying my name—my real name—and his voice is the only anchor in a world coming apart. The memory vanishes as quickly as it came, leaving me gasping on my knees in the white nothingness. But it left something behind. A scent. Not ozone, but something wilder. Pine and frost and furious, untamed power.

Cameron's P.O.V Dust scattered into the wind as I gave chase to the reddish-brown wolf in front of me. Alex was fast, but right now, he seemed faster than two Alphas chasing him. 'What just happened?' Alpha Krimson's voice rang loud and clear inside my head, connecting through the bond that linked an Alpha to another. 'Has he gone rogue?' 'For the sake of everyone here, let's pray to the goddess that he hasn't,' I told him, still running as fast as I could, trying to catch up to Alex.

His eyes were glued to the ground like a dog who had just lost its master as he rocked back and forth. “Ryker,” I called his name. When it did nothing, I called him again. “Ryker, please look at me.” Slowly his face tilted upward and I was rendered speechless as I saw him weep. He was bawling his eyes out. The badass Alpha of the strongest pack, the one who’d turned cruel and monstrous because of the Mad Wolf disease, the same one who’d talked like a madman a few minutes ago, was verily in tears.

Since he's a werewolf he will heal, but it will be painfully slow. Allen walked back over to Jia and held her by her collar so she could look at her directly. "Listen to you no good ugly bitch! It's really sad Win ,Type and Ash are related to you because they are beautiful. You, however, look like the bottle of a scuffed high heel, I'm sure plastic surgery can help you with that. But Listen closely I don't want you to miss what I'm saying, it's really important. If you ever go near my mouse I will know. If you send someone to hurt him, I will know. If you so much as lool or breathe in his direction...I WILL KNOW! You see, my mouse is my family and I would kill to keep himself safe. You haven

Alpha's toy (48) Episode 48 EMERALD Was this where my life ends? I close my eyes in defeat, but open it when a white and brown wolf runs into the arena, It runs towards my direction. It stands in the middle with me, as we where both circulated by the three witches *howl* it glares at the witches both in front and behind And it was then i recognized it. It was the wolf that i first saw when i came to Mexico for the first time.

one of the alphas says with a chuckle. In the presence of the alphas, my small omega reveals her teeth, ready to defend herself. However, just as she is about to growl, I emit a soothing purr that catches her off guard. She stops in her tracks, her eyes filled with a mixture of pain and confusion, and seeks solace in my lap. As if following her lead, the adorable pups venture out of their nest, emitting tiny yelps of excitement. They curiously sniff the air and make their way towards me, climbing onto my legs and snuggling against my mate, finding comfort in our bond.