Altered Beast Wolf Novels & Stories

There is something else I wanted to point out, it’s not really important hehe but it makes my heart ache badly that Little Jade won’t be able to call Rowan ‘Daddy’ when he blooms. He will have to officially address him as ‘Alpha or Father’ because in their world, werewolves born who have reached the age of 13, bloom into their wolf forms, then receive their prophecy from the Moon Goddess are considered adults. And calling your father ‘Daddy’ is a sign of undergrowth and a weird decline in the strength and power of your wolf form. It’s just considered a sign of weakness of sorts. He will call Jaylene ‘Papa’ and I have to say he really loves his Papa a lot and the more he grows, the more they

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

I had planned to head straight for a hotel, but when I swiped my card, I discovered every one of my accounts had already been frozen. So that was it. The Everhart family had quietly stripped me of all financial control over the past year. In the werewolf registry system on the U.S. East Coast, every asset under my name had been transferred to Julian Everhart. Only an Alpha had the authority to overwrite a mate’s property ownership. To the outside world, I was Luna—Alpha’s partner, the symbol of the Pack.

"I am the future Alpha of this pack. I will not be chained to a fat, mute, wolfless omega who can't even say her own name." My head snapped up to meet his burning gaze. I was used to being called fat and mute, but Wolfless? It was the cruelest insult because, in a way, it was true. The wolf everyone else possessed openly had never shown herself to me. Instead, I carried something dangerous inside me that I had spent eleven years burying. "She is not fit to become my Luna." He continued coldly, his gaze travelling over my body. I felt exposed. Judged. As though everyone could see every flaw they believed I carried.

She staggered, her world spinning right there. Almost immediately, it felt like something cracked open inside her. Zara roared through her, not with words, but with power. Nyra’s vision blurred, her eyes blazing a color not seen before, burning bright. Her wolf manifested, her strength flooding through her veins like fire and ice. Rheya froze, her blade clattering to the floor. Her lips parted in horror when saw the blue tail of Zara. “What… what are you?” Nyra straightened, her wounds knitting shut before her eyes, her blood vanishing as though it had never been. Her gaze locked on Rheya, fierce and unyielding.

My wolf, Alba, was out, and she was furious. As my howl tore through the dungeon, I saw Alpha Drake, his body shaking like a tidal wave. He took down the rogue wolves that wanted to restrain me, his movements swift and deadly. I snarled, baring my teeth, but Alpha Drake didn't flinch. The dust settled, and Alpha Drake turned to me, his eyes filled with hidden cruelty. As I looked into his eyes, I saw something that made my blood run cold. They had changed, shifting from their usual piercing brown to a hazy blue.

"Where were you before?" "A human." The handsome man let out a laugh. "That's really awesome. How has the transition been?" "Not as easy as I'd hoped," she said. "I remember when it happened to me. It was pretty rough." "You're a turned wolf?" Clara was surprised. "I went camping for a weekend back in the eighties. An outcast attacked, killed all my friends and left me for dead." "And you're an alpha?" Clara thought about James' comments about turned wolves. She didn't think one could rise in the ranks.

Alpha Romulus protest. "But I am." Zinedine's voice changed as his eyes changed to white. "I, Lucius Zinedine Wilderwood, the Millennium Wolf and King Of all Alphas remove the spirit of Alpha wolf in you Romulus Greil." "Don't do this to me." Alpha pleaded not expecting the turn around. He felt weak all of a sudden and his legs couldn't hold his weight so he collapsed to the ground. For the first time as a werewolf he felt.... empty. He begged Zinedine to return it back which fell on deaf ears.

Alaric quickly gave it to Beast, knowing that he had a habit of controlling his wolf in this way, no matter how much pain he would have to bear. Beast injected wolfsbane into his body on his own to calm his wolf down. It hurt him like hell when the other part of him howled in pain, but this pain was nothing in comparison to the pain that he had been born with his whole life. The pain that he was the reason because his mother was dead and he was the result of rape. Now the fact he had been paired with a mutt was the last thing that he ever wanted. Why a werewolf? Why could Mother Selenen’t bless him with a vampire as his mate?

He took his shirt off and tossed it on a chair on the porch. I turned around and stripped down to my underwear and could hear Azai shifting. Okay, Amara. Time to go for a run. Despite her quietness, she didn’t hesitate to come forward for a run. All my bones cracked and shifted, my face elongating, fur sprouting all over. Amara was a wolf that oozed power, even next to Azai’s wolf Xander. She was just as big as he was despite not being a male. “Alessia… your wolf looks different than before,” Azai’s rough voice sounded in my head.