Black Alpha Wolf Novels & Stories

He rubs against me and licks my stomach while I giggle; yeah, definitely just a big puppy. I'm a little nervous as I call Tamisra forward. Alpha Gunther was pissed my wolf was black; typically, only Alpha wolves were black. In fact, I don't think there's ever been a recorded black wolf who wasn't an Alpha. She was so black she had hints of blue, which Alphas don't have, her aura was normal, and she was actually on the smaller side, so he dropped it. Stupid male egos are so fragile.

My legs wobbled on the uneven terrain riddled with tree roots, causing me to stumble a few times. I was mere feet away from leaving the Blackmoon Pack, and a wave of relief washed over me. However, my moment of respite was cut short by a menacing growl. I spun around to find two wolves: one grey with golden eyes and the other black with green eyes. Their scent and warmth filled the air, causing me to step back as they advanced. Both wolves looked troubled as I watched them, petrified. Suddenly, a series of bone-cracking sounds filled the air. The black wolf transformed into Xavier, and the gray one became Kai. Their presence intensified my terror.

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

The Alpha commanded everyone. Five minutes later, everyone, including Luna Lisa, had shifted. The Alpha took the lead, with his wife by his side. Off, the entire pack went running into the woods. Barely thirty minutes into their run, a loud howl filled the night. The entire pack stopped running and turned to the wolf who let out an agonized howl. It turned out to be Luna Lisa. Two female wolves went to her and she let them know the baby was coming. They communicated this to the entire pack using mind-link. At once, the Alpha shifted back to his human form.

"We're trying to figure out what pack he's from, but so far the description hasn't fit any released wolves." "What does that mean?" "Well Alpha's communicate with each other and exchange information. We let each other know when a member has been let go and why. Other Alphas can make the call to invite them to their pack or leave them as an outcast. The man you described doesn't fit any descriptions." "So he was born an outcast?"

I countered, voice turning dark, “considering a woman beat you in a competition, I imagine your pride is in shambles. Now, if you’ll excuse me — I have better things to do.” His eyes flashed—wounded pride and simmering rage. He was halfway into his wolf, shoulders trembling as he fought for control. He growled, voice dropping deeper. “Don’t think owning this place means I can’t take it down with a snap of my fingers.” “Like you’re already trying to?” I shot back. “Go on…What else can you do, hmm?” The shift of an angry Alpha was impossible to ignore—heavy, crackling, oppressive. It pressed against my lungs, squeezing the air out.

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.

Lacey's POV: I have been at the beautiful pond for about an hour. While I am laying down by the pond enjoying the peace and quiet, all of a sudden my senses are alerted when I hear a twig snap in the woods around me. I look around but see nothing but something is telling me someone is watching me, I decide its better for me to head back to the pack house. it's rare to see a white wolf and I don't need any extra attention, it's bad enough I am the pack slave, everyone thinks I'm an omega low level wolf, everyone thinks I am trash, but nobody knows I'm of the Alpha blood line. my birthday is in a week, and I plan on leaving when I turn 18, and nobody can stop me.

He turned a decorative globe in his hand. “Fucking great.” She muttered with disappointment. It wasn’t that she thought she could hide it this whole time but deep down, she had that flicker of hope that perhaps he would skip that little detail. In fact, at this point, she considered getting killed by an enemy pack better than returning to her old one. Just like Alpha Ruax, the Alpha of the Black Lake pack also had an old ancient wolf. The thing about old wolves was that they were conniving.

That annoyed Viva and she pushed Lia backwards and blocked her path. "I wasn't talking to you, wide mouth and if you know what is good for you, don't ever, ever speak when I, Alpha Viva is talking, do you understand?" Lia snorted. "You call yourself an Alpha? I don't smell that on you." Viva growls and tries to use one of her arms, her right one, that is now covered with thick brown fur with her claw to design Lia's face when a hand catches hold of her wolf fur wrist.