Angry Alpha Wolf Novels & Stories

Before I could even fully process the word, a deafening roar erupted from the trees. Then everything erupted at once. Wolves bigger than any normal wolf, darker, wild-eyed burst from the shadows, snarling, claws tearing the ground as they launched toward us. Alpha moved with impossible speed, shoving me behind him, lowering his stance, eyes glowing with a dangerous, lethal rage. “Stay behind me, Doctor,” he growled. The first rogue lunged. Alpha caught it mid-air, his arm braced against its throat as he twisted, threw it aside, and kicked it back with a force that sent it crashing into a garden column.

The wolf complained as he rushed to Angus and suddenly closed his eyes. Without wasting time, Angus, having discovered the wolf's tactics, kicked him out of his way. The wolf was trying to evoke powers into his body, heal his wound, and strike Angus till he was defeated. I could remember how that wicked Alpha always gesticulated whenever he was trampling his prey underfoot to feed on them. He would look up and close his two eyes. It gave me a glimpse into the past, so I turned my face back, and my neck made a slight but audibly sound.

Alpha Daniels growled dangerously as he came to his feet, glaring at her, while his Beta attempted to soothe his anger. “You know what? You come into my pack, demanding that I leave my – well, gilded cage, I guess – and demand to drag me to another cage or declare war on my pack and expect me to just accept it all because you’re an alpha wolf? Wolves suck for never considering anyone else in their decisions – not you, Wade, you’re awesome – but the jury is still out on the majority. So go ahead and attack my pack, kill out your own for your own selfish wants.” She snapped as she came to her own feet and glared at him.

But a troubled look crossed his face thinking of their improvements. An Alpha wolf is bigger, stronger, and faster than any other. They are the peak of what a wolf, and, as a result, a werewolf can be. He remembered the sudden improvements in his own skills when Tybris joined him. He thought back to their training yesterday and the skills of his twins. An Alpha shows itself even if you can't see the wolf... He shook the thought off quickly and dove back into paperwork. Trying to drown his thoughts in boredom.

Fueled by my deep responsibility to protect the wolves of my pack and the mate that I have been waiting for all my life, I am not losing this fight tonight! "Mr. High and might Alpha? We admire your courage as expected however, we are not the one to fight you!" One of the rogues stated and then they all walk to the side and I was met with the strong presence of a wolf who just came. A wild and angry wolf with red eyes and a mouth showing long fangs and a scar on his neck. His wolf is bigger than the rest of the group. The rogue bows down as he walk slowly, not breaking eye contact with me.

“An army of demon wolves! Huge, terrifying beasts with glowing red eyes that tore straight out of the shadows. We didn't even stand a chance! It was a complete massacre! Drogo is a bloodthirsty beast, Father. He ripped my men apart right in front of my eyes and butchered them! I only managed to escape because I was so badly outnumbered. I had to run!” Alpha Carl’s face changed from pale shock into a boiling dangerous red. The fury rolling off the Alpha made my own wolf whimper and press down in submission. “That bastard!” Carl roared as he slammed his fist onto the desk, splitting a wooden inkwell right down the middle. Black ink spilled everywhere like dark blood. “He has crossed the final

The small wolf slumped down the wall and lay there with labored breathing. I felt frozen, unable to move an inch, worried about my mate as she lay there unmoving. That fear quickly turned to anger and a storm full of endless rage built inside me. And I was ready to unleash that fury onto the brown wolf. The Alpha wolf shifted when I was 20 feet from him and there stood Vargr in all his glory. It really wasn’t a nice sight to see. An older Alpha who had let himself go. I stopped when he began to laugh. My eyes were still on the little red wolf behind him who moved she seemed to be ok other than getting knocked out and now coming to.

No other wolf could growl like an Alpha. Elijah turned his head to where the sound had come from and saw a black wolf standing on top of a hill. He recognized the wolf immediately; it was the rogue Alpha who had led the brutal attack on their pack. The memory the night sent shivers down Elijah's spine as he recalled the chaos and destruction that had happened.

He had never felt such a blinding rage before, and he couldn't control it. "You think you can just insult me like that and get away with it?" he continued, his voice shaking with anger. "I am the alpha king! I will not tolerate such disrespect!" The pack member cowered before him, but Alarick wasn't finished yet. He closed the gap between him and the pack member and grabbed him by the throat, pinning him to the wall with his eyes blazing with anger. Alarick growled in anger, rage pulsing through his veins and his whole body shaking, “How dare you speak those foul words to me! How dare you!” He shouted.

"And you didn't get angry about that?" "Are you kidding? I found it humorous. Plus my wolf wanted to be with him just as bad so it didn't bother me much." Oh no. I'm gonna want him too? "R-really?" I stutter. "Well almost as bad," she corrects."Nothing can compare to the emotions of an Alpha wolf. They are intensified much, much more than anyone else's."