Altered Beast Wolf Novels & Stories

Some seemed to find it hard to adjust to the method, but still managed to follow through with my father's guidance. One time, I accompanied my father and our people to the Forest Wolf Tribe to check on the progress of their farming and animal domestication. The Alpha of their tribe was named Acwulf, a bluish-gray Wolf beastman with silver eyes. The body of a Wolf beastman was smaller than that of an average Lion beastman, but their muscles were firm, they were more agile, and their nose was more sensitive, making it easier to detect the exact location of their prey even if they were hidden.

Then, with a sickening snarl, Elias changed. His body shifted then: muscles rippling, bones twisting in ways that shouldn’t be possible. Claws lengthened from his hands, his spine arched, and fur rippled over his skin like wildfire. His growl deepened into something inhuman. Sophie choked on a gasp. One moment, Elias had been a man. The next—he was something else entirely. A beast. A wolf. But not like the others. He was bigger and more powerful, with a deep stormy gray fur. The fire and control still burned in his eyes, but the beast he had become was utterly lethal.

His body shimmered and began to shift. The transformation was both terrifying and beautiful. Bones cracked, muscles stretched, and thick fur—deep obsidian with streaks of silver—rippled across his growing frame. In seconds, the man was gone, replaced by the majestic beast that was his wolf, Ravik. Massive and regal, Ravik stood taller than any other werewolf on the field. His glowing golden eyes shone with a fierce determination, and his presence radiated raw, unyielding power. He didn’t wait. With a snarl that echoed across the shore, he sprinted through the rift. The crack sealed behind him the moment his hind legs crossed the line.

, Seraphina said. “What is that beast?”, Lucius said as he looked at Rey and back at Seraphina. “You must tell us what you know” “It is a werewolf that lived long ago; a Lycan, a demon wolf and an An Alpha unlike anything you have ever seen. It was a shadow wolf who shifted from the darkest of magic, It was formless and yet with shape. An Alpha of Alphas.”, Seraphina replied in a sobeer tone which quickly gave away the fear in her voice.

I struggle to my feet then I see her aura shift, she pulls everything from her wolf, she draws on all its power and I see the pale mist of her aura turn into smoky black. Her wolf grows in size, her eyes turn blood-red and her golden fur turns pure black. She becomes the Beast. That which is forbidden. Fuck.

I shoved the wolf away impulsively, as it flared its nostrils in return. Perplexed, I couldn't understand why I was still alive, and why this wolf wasn't licking on my bones yet. My attention was immediately drawn to the two wolves who had silently appeared behind me and I felt dread wash over me. There were more of them. The wolf on top of me growled back at them, as if in a defensive manner while they just simply stared. The distinct sound of bones snapping suddenly filled the air and I watched in disbelief as the two wolves transformed into naked humans; a man and a woman.

I snarled menacingly at him. “Alpha ae the red wolves, I offer yae a bone lad, the memories once stolen shall be restored, in time.” “I don’t need your bull shit riddles, old man,” I fumed. “I’ll take you to the bottom and place you with the rest…” I warned before The Beast took over and roared. I’d never moved so effortlessly between forms. What had once felt like trudging through mud now gave way like a fish in water. I was vaguely aware of Bri standing behind me with Beau’s support.

Daniel gives a villain-like laugh before speaking. -"You are quite the nuisance but is over, Naomi. I am the Alpha King now, and I will rule the world." The dark fog gushes past me and enters Daniel's body through his mouth and nose. After a few seconds, his body twists and bends in unconventional ways, morphing into an odd wolf beast. The ten-foot-tall beast fur is an orange-red burning fire. Black smoke exits through the corners of its mouth from within him as it grits its long sharp teeth at me.

The same happened with his legs as his shoeless feet poked through the socks that he had been wearing and sharp claws came in the light forming further into the hind legs of an animal. Bringing her wavering gaze to his face in disbelief she saw that his face had almost been covered in fur too and slowly his nose and mouth region elongated into a snout with gnashing white teeth peeking through within. His body bent over and in a matter of mere seconds in place of Alastor now stood a wolf. A big black wolf almost around five feet tall and with eyes just as black as the abyss. The wolf howled, making her become more aware of her reality and to the beast standing before her.

Below us, in a clearing illuminated by the sliver of the moon, was the beast. ​It was massive—bigger than a normal alpha wolf, but misshapen. Patches of its fur were missing, revealing grey, necrotic skin that oozed black ichor. It was chewing on the carcass of an elk, the sound of bone crunching echoing in the quiet night. ​"It’s rabid," I whispered. ​"It’s suffering," Alaric murmured. "And it’s dangerous. It will kill anything it sees. We end it."