Beta Wolves Novels & Stories

It was just another quiet day on the eastern borders of Bloodmoon. Andrew stood guard with the rest of the border patrol, anticipating the arrival of his Alpha and father. Suddenly, the distant rumble of a stampede reached their ears, and they immediately took a defensive stance. But as the figures came into view, their tension transformed into pure and utter elation. There was their Alpha, flanked by two Betas, leading a triumphant procession of wolves.

Was he as cold and rude as Greyson was? He's the same. Greyson is an alpha. Alphas wolves are...well, themselves. So...Greyson's wolf is...Greyson? Yeah. When a werewolf is born, they will either unite with their wolves and create one being...thus becoming an alpha, or they will create two personalities. Most werewolves fall into that category. Huh. So...if I hadn't blocked you as much as I did, we might've been an alpha? Maybe. There's no way of knowing now.

Her eyes go wide at his comment. “Well...what about your beta or gamma?! I would still be perfect for them too!” She tries to bargain herself. What is with this girl? She must be some special kind of stupid or crazy. My father told me that sometimes you can get a fanatical human that passes through the gates and security checkpoints. They are so desperate to get away from their own lives, or they fantasize about being a part of our world so much that they go to extremes to try to get around large groups of wolves since we typically keep to our own and stay on our own territory compounds.

Certainly in werewolf communities. A wolf was a proud and territorial animal. That’s why between Alpha’s who weren’t from the same summit, there were always testosterone driven stand-offs. I remember when Pernwél told me about her first encounter with Alpha Zane at Green Valley, the same way I recalled Beta Nico. Normally ranked wolves gave me shudders, after what happened at my old pack. How things can change, I thought. Now, I, myself was mated to one, becoming Beta of Grey Moon. “All that is necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.” Jake burst through my thoughts carrying wise words on his tongue.

It slipped off my mind that wolves make everyone know who's in control before doing anything. Stupid creatures. "But-" I'm about to comment but I abruptly stop. Werewolves have a very good sense of hearing. "Good." The Alpha says before he stops radiating power. "These two here are Beta Nathaniel and Gamma Alexander." The Beta has blonde hair while the Gamma is a redhead. "Now straight to the topic. I want everyone who plans to drop out of college as soon as it ends, with no plans for an university, to raise their hands." A couple hands shoot up, including Alara's.

Her voice was quiet, but heavy. “The wolves of the Eclipse.” Luka frowned. “What about them?” She lifted her gaze, and for the first time since waking, she looked truly, deeply unnerved. “According to this,” she murmured, “they weren’t just wolves.” She slowly turned the book around, revealing an aged illustration. Two wolves stood beneath an eclipsed moon—one black, one white. Tangled together. Bound. She took a slow breath. “They were more than mates.” Theoden’s jaw clenched.

After all it's my birthright he stole when I was only a teenager. "We attack at midnight. Send the omegas with our fighters to capture the woman and pups." I'm not cruel despite my reputation. I get what I want by any means necessary but I prefer not to harm woman or pups if it can be helped. Burning entire villages to the ground is more Cobra Moon's style. Midnight approaches as I treek through the woods with my pack. Most of them are in wolf form, preparing for a fight. A few omegas, myself, and my beta stay human. "Keep the casualties to a minimum." I tell my pack through our mind link.

A rustle of snow. A shadow moved. Then— A lone wolf stepped out of the darkness. Massive. Black fur. Eyes glowing silver. Rylan stiffened instantly. “Not possible.” Kade swore. “That can’t be—” Lyra’s heartbeat tripped. The wolf lowered its head… in a bow. “What is that?” she whispered. Rylan’s voice was barely human. “A sentinel.” Lyra’s breath caught. Sentinels were ancient wolves said to serve only one bloodline—one house. A house believed extinct.

"We need to talk." Mr Freidman baulked, looking pale. "I'm sorry, I cannot speak of anything ill about my Alpha." Kahlia bared his teeth, menacingly. "Is the behaviour of your Beta common place?" "I...ah...the top ranking wolves in Thunderwolf are extremely aggressive, controlling and powerful. They do not take any slight lightly."

The Council called them bush wolves, labeling it as an abomination. Beta Janet from the Desert Moon Pack, representing her alpha who was reported too sick to travel. Their pack had harbored bitten wolves, which the Council had declared illegal a decade ago. Alpha Dmitri from the Northern Shadows, whose pack included wolves who had mated with humans and produced half-blood children. Another Council violation, that is punishable by death if seen.