Black Alpha Wolf Novels & Stories

I asked again. “I’m you.” The voice said. “I’m your wolf. I’m Nyx.” My wolf is a massive black wolf? And I don’t mean just the fur. Her eyes are completely black, the pads of her paws are black, her claws are black. Even her teeth are black. Not from decay either. She is the most solid black wolf I have ever seen. She is more massive and blacker than Aiden’s wolf. This doesn’t make any sense; I’m not an alpha. I thought only alphas got black wolves. “Nyx? How did you get in these chains? How long have you been here?”

His wolf growled out, his black eyes turning gold, a sign of his wolf emerging from its slumber, only for his sister’s own black eyes to turn copper, challenging his with a small snarl. Being born from a powerful alpha like their father, as well as a strong-willed and outspoken woman as a mother, all three Knox siblings were born as an alpha and to say the least, it had led to an interesting family dinner, one of which is far more than enough to give their parents a headache for a lifetime.

She gave Thorin a shy shrug, and he saw her cheeks tinge under the attention. “I will call you Carissa, if that is alright. I am Thorin Winslow, the Senior Alpha of this rogue pack. Our pack is called The Blackfoot Rogues; I’m sure you already knew that, however. Rumours have it that you are quite the overhead spy.” Thorin pointed up into the trees with a smirk. Again, CC blushed slightly. She had thought she was unnoticed, other than the few times she caught her friendly stalker. “Hello, Alpha Thorin. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Thorin gestured for her to sit on a bench across the fire. Beast sits on the ground next to her feet.

"My fellow alphas, today we face a formidable enemy—the black wolves. They have been abducting people in their packs all over the world, spreading fear and chaos. It is our duty to put an end to their reign of terror. But remember, we are stronger together. We have trained for this moment, honing our skills and harnessing our powers. We are the defenders of the innocent, the guardians of peace." The alphas nod in agreement, their eyes filled with determination. "Our plan of action is two-fold. First, we must gather intelligence on the black wolves' activities. We need to know their patterns, their weaknesses, and their motivations. To achieve this, I want each of you to utilize your unique a

Either way, I am glad he’s here. “It says here that the wolves that we acquire are classified according to their strengths. The black wolf… one of the rare kinds and one of the strongest as well. The only werewolves who acquire black wolves are those who have direct Lycan blood.” Alden nods, listening intently. “Come to think of it, you have a black wolf, right?” I ask while flipping through the pages. Alden smiles. “Yes. My wolf’s name is Noir. He can be a little shit sometimes.” He pauses for a bit and briefly closes his eyes as if he’s talking to his wolf. “But he’s very reliable.”

About twenty meters away I spot them, or more to the point I spot him. Clayton Blackridge Alpha of the Lobo Sombra pack in his huge gun metal grey wolf. Standing to his right is a brown and grey wolf slightly smaller in height and not as muscular, possibly his Beta. My wolf starts stalking towards them and even though I am protesting she wants him. As I get closer he shifts back then the other wolf turns I realise he is giving us some privacy.

Could that be submission? As the blackwolf hesitated, a howl was heard nearby and two more werewolves suddenly dashed into the clearing, startling him and making him jump back. The two new wolves approached and the black wolf took in their sight. One was gray and the other was white but the common feature of both canines were their yellow eyes that glowed in the dark. They approached the fallen wolf and the gray one crouched and nudged him up. It was obvious that the brown werewolf was the alfa-male. As the three wolves stared at the black one,the tension in the atmosphere cleared. It seemed to be more peaceful. The matter was settled.No one was willing to fight again.The wolves retreated.

he replies without hesitation. Usually, a wolf’s colour and size reflect its rank. The darker and larger the wolf, the higher the rank. Alphas are often dark grey or black, Betas dark grey with lighter markings, and Gammas or Deltas tend to have brown and grey tones. Regular pack members range from tan to brown to russet or grey. For an Alpha King like Tobias, it makes sense that Thor would be completely black and massive.

“You have a black wolf, Ersa.” “What does it matter?” I asked, enraged that he was speaking to me so casually when he had someone—Rose—held against her will. “It matters because that is the Alpha’s color. A black wolf, like midnight, embodies pure, primal strength. How can you not know that?” I frowned, unable to process what he said. A black wolf is strength itself. So, that was the reason Seraph had called me “Alpha” back at the Northern Forest. “But… how can that be?” I finally managed. He shrugged, clutching the reins of his horse tighter. “Just one more incentive to win, wouldn’t you agree?”

Lex POV Greetings, fellow beings! I am Alpha Lex, the esteemed leader of the Black Widow Pack. Within the confines of my pack, we have a sanctuary. Where you will witness a harmonious coexistence of Alphas, Betas, and Omegas, each with their unique strengths and vulnerabilities. Our purpose here is to extend our unwavering support and compassion to those who have lost their way. Whether it be due to their primal instincts overpowering their rationality or the heart-wrenching experiences of abandonment and mistreatment they have endured in their past packs.