Big Alpha Wolf Novels & Stories

*** Gabriel's POV "It's not possible for a she wolf to be Alpha." Dimitri looks from me to an omega I've learned is named Nira. Nira shrugs. "She always been more. She's one of our strongest fighters. I guess the betas respect that and followed." "Respect isn't the only thing you need to be Alpha." Dimitri argues with the omega. "No, you have to be born an alpha. Which Amira was. No one expected it. Her mother's pregnancy wasn't different in any way. Not a soul knew until she was born. She had alpha eyes and Alpha Moon could smell her."

Whenever the air was laced with Alpha pheromones, it would let out that programmed cry. So whenever Julian went into heat, all I could do was listen to the Plush Wolf Doll’s moans—more like a woman’s breathy gasps—until dawn. The third wheel between Alpha Julian and me was a giant Plush Wolf Doll. Anyone who heard it would think it was absurd. After countless arguments that went nowhere, I decided to bring it up at our son’s first birthday banquet. That day, the pack gathered at the Alpha’s castle—elders, allies, and trade representatives were all present.

Lexi continued. “ You wolf will tell you her name when she presents. I have only known wolf that are the same sex as their human. As for being an Alpha or beta there are several factors. One is the energy they give off. Each Beta has a similar scent. And there is the size of their wolf. Alphas are traditionally bigger than everyone else.” I told her. “ I’m worried I’m never going to get all of this.” Lexi said. I could see a little fear in her eyes and I could smell it too. “ Lexi, I know you can do this. So does Razor. And I can safely say Luther does too. And so many others that you don’t even notice. But for the rest of tonight I want you to forget all about training, the Elders, school.

The way he moved screamed predator –a total Alpha wolf. I grew up around wolves, and got to see Alphas from different packs who came to talk business with my stepdad. I knew the signs and just his being there made me want to bow my head. My stepdad hammered the rules into me to help me survive when I turned 15 and we found out I didn’t have a wolf of my own. The first rule was “Never antagonize an Alpha. If you can’t fight, run as far as you can and hide”, but I couldn't hide now. He already saw me, locking me in place with those gold eyes that glowed even in the dark.

I settled into a quiet corner, hoping to lose myself in the story. The book started like any other werewolf novel, talking about full moons and shifting. But then, I turned the page and my breath caught. There was a picture. Not the usual handsome man turning into a wolf, this was different. This wolf was massive with glowing red eyes and thick, dark fur. The caption underneath read, “Cursed Alphas.” It looked… powerful. Intimidating.

She left me while I headed into the council room. The eerie feeling that hit me sent goosebumps through me but the glare from my father being the second in command in council pulled me back on ground. It clearly stated, Do not waver, son. It has been since the disappearance of Elena that I have felt the presence of my wolf again, the way he stirred which means he felt the strange power too. The intimidating yet challenging one, readily awaiting your downfall so to announce your doom. There are Alpha's of different packs, apparently the packs my Father had successfully won and formed a treaty with and that gave Isabella’s Father the opportunity to be amidst.

He wanted to be sure that she was there and who exactly she was. His eyes glinted as he stared into space. " Interesting...could she be that little girl? That fierce little devil?" " Alpha, she may likely be. After all, sixteen years ago she..." " One more word, Niel and I don't mind severing that pretty head of yours from your body," Alpha Drake said, his smile like that from the pit of Hades. That brought shivers, whimpering and silence among the wolves. Everyone valued their lives. But then one of the wolf stepped forward, his head slightly bowed. His aura was less than Drake but higher than the rest.

"You can get started on those. I’ll join you once I’m done here." I nod and head over to the desk, feeling Audrey’s burning gaze follow my every move. I ignore her and get to work, sorting through the books one by one, trying to shake off the unsettling feeling crawling up my spine. The books are filled with the history of werewolves and their lineages. I flip through each one, trying to find something—anything—about myself. But there’s nothing. I scan several books and come across an interesting revelation. Ezra is the Alpha of the largest pack in the country, followed closely by Lucian’s pack.

“Don’t tell your human side this, but with where the white is on your muzzle, you look like an old man.” They stared at me for a moment before letting out a bark and wheeze. It was always so funny to hear a wolf laugh. At least, something was good today. Size-wise, this wolf was pretty large, so they were probably an Alpha. Alpha Damian pulled in help all the time from other Alphas, Betas, and even some other supernatural races. Not everyone agreed with him, but they couldn’t argue with the results. “Well, well, if it isn’t little Winter.”