Big Alpha Wolf Novels & Stories

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.

The Alpha was getting angry which meant that he could grab anyone of the normal wolves and then make sure that he used them as the punching bags. He did not make any sound as he went out of the room and asked the beta to go in. Mark went inside and saw that Master was looking at the newly turned wolf. “If you need then I can put her down, Alpha,” said the beta and the Alpha shook his head saying,” There is no point in that because we need to know how is a newly turned wolf immune to both silver and wolfsbane when none of the wolves can even go near the stuff. We are the strongest and the oldest Alpha and still we have problem. It burns us completely where it touches however it looked like sh

As long as children and warriors are fed with lies and false history to their own believed-to-be-right perspectives, rivalry and conflict remain alive until everyone lives up to fighting and killing each other. “Handa! Marcha!” the beta, Marcus, growled and shifted into his hazel wolf. Leading the army was the largest wolf among them all. The Alpha. His fur differs the murkiest among them. It is black that slowly shades sangria red as it reaches the ends. I won’t deny, that he looks audaciously intimidating in that stance. This Alderhaw is, undeniably, the Alpha of this pack. “Stop staring at me,” emerged a voice in my head.

Its probably because I'm already so used to shifting, I should have just worn a boxer instead, I just ruined my clothes. I shifted into my midnight black wolf, Red's eyes were golden in color, he was tall and huge with razor sharp teeth, one bite from him and you'll be missing the side of your stomach. He can rip your head from your body with just a single bite, my wolf was the second biggest in the pack my dad's wolf Worm is bigger and that's cause he's Alpha. The Alpha is always the biggest, baddest, strongest, fiercest among the pack.

Said a man, as he slowly came down the stairs, his voice reverberated around the cell. "I'm glad you're finally awake, I could have sworn you were dead," He smiled at her as he came into view, standing in front of her cell. I could tell that he was a high-ranking wolf from the way he carried himself. He wasn't an Alpha, I would have been able to sense that if he had been, but I knew he was most likely a Beta or a Delta, one of the Alpha's second or third in command. The Alphas were the strongest of any wolf pack, they were also the highest and purest of any bloodline, a position which they were born it. The Betas and Deltas were often chosen by the Alphas from the strongest in their packs, u

Hughes' smile fell from his face when he heard what Claudius said, and he grabbed his chest and rubbed it. He stood behind the tree for a moment, wondering how anyone could be so mean to their own family. He shook his head and began stripping his pants off. He didn't want to keep Claudius waiting any longer than he already has. He leaned forward, and large black paws hit the ground. Atlas shook his fur out before walking out from behind the tree. "Holy shit! How is he so big?" Ethan asked as he looked up at the incredibly large black wolf. "Alpha wolves are the tallest. They're bigger, stronger, and faster than all other wolves. Of course, some Alphas are bigger than others. Like my old Alph

He didn’t mess around and he had the largest pack. “He is the Alpha of Black Shadow, the biggest pack in the world, we need him!” Beta Kyle continues. Yet he doesn’t tell me why. We had never been attacked and we had never attacked anyone, so why did we need another pack to help us? He places his hands on my shoulders, digging his nails into my thinning skin and turns me around, kicking me in the ass as he shoves me towards the office. ”Useless fucking Wolf.” He mutters as he moves away.

“Well, best wishes to you and your man.” Nix and I gave out our sincere thanks. Our dinner continued with a few more questions about them. The painted wolves just left their ship a few days ago and the Alpha needed to tag along with them. They told us that they were heading far west to sign an agreement with the Great pack. The Great pack, as the title implies, is the greatest and oldest pack which had a strong monarchial system and has the highest economic status in the whole wolf continent. The agreement was confidential so we didn’t dwell on the subject further.

"You can't? Aren't you just like them? I mean, from what I've learned so far, an Alpha is like a king." "I am only an Alpha on the outside, Arwa. A true Alpha has a wolf. A wolf is an important aspect of our life, but I don't have it. Or better yet, I've never shifted." "Why?" she asked softly, inching a bit closer to me. I could smell her, a sweet and flowery fragrance which made me ball my hands into fists. She didn't even realize the effect she had on me, or how badly I wished I could have her. But I had to control myself, because she was not mine to claim. Yet.

The cries of the wounded, the roar of the wolves, and the clang of metal on metal reverberated through the air, a symphony of war. Draven, his body a tapestry of cuts and bruises, fought like a man possessed. He was a whirlwind of fury, his every movement a testament to his raw power. He was a bulwark against the tide of Mateo”s forces, a wall of bone and muscle that refused to be broken. Finally, he found Mateo, his face contorted in a mask of rage and desperation. The two alpha wolves locked eyes, their gaze a silent war. The air crackled with anticipation. The battle between the two alpha wolves was a spectacle of raw power and primal fury. Their movements were a blur of claws and teeth,