Famous Alphas Novels & Stories

"I guess we are sticking with your complicated human plans." She fades out of my mind and I focus on the files in my hands. Damon had it delivered to me a few days ago. It contained the names and pictures of the three Alphas coming today. Alpha Craig of the Sage pack, Alpha Monroe of the Grange pack, and Alpha Tobias of the Russet pack. All friends, all older than Damon. And Vance. These Alphas belong to our parents' generation, which could be a good thing or a bad thing. Good in the sense that they have the wisdom and skill set to maneuver the shitstorm we are about to get in, bad in the sense that they could use that same skill set to fuck us up.

Sihan too has heard the story in the past. James nodded in agreement with Sihan. “You're right, then Anthony also made up for Alan with his name just fine.” “What about Alan?" Elyn asked curiously. “His name is Alan Pham. Anthony says Alpha's name suits him better." As the first letter of the alphabet, alpha in Greek numerals came to represent the number 1. Hence alpha as both a symbol and a term is used to refer to the ‘first’ or ‘main’ or ‘most important’ (most significant) occurrence or status of a thing.

She changed to another slide, a graphic of four famous betas from history: Plato, Fannie Farmer, Anna Freud, and Thomas Jefferson. “These were betas, and they were able to make great contributions to society, but think about this: they were only able to make such contributions because their alpha colleagues allowed it. How many betas who could have made such contributions not been allowed to reach their potential, not been allowed to contribute to our society, because some alpha’s ego forced them to be quiet?” She changed the graphic again, this time to famous alphas from history: Adolf Hitler, Joseph Stalin, Elizabeth Báthory, and Queen Mary I.

"How can we halt the relentless advance of this unseen enemy?" Alpha Thorne, the largest and most robust Alpha among the packs, a warrior renowned for his indomitable will, was known for his ruthlessness and ferocity in combat. Tales spoke of his ability to dismantle foes effortlessly. As Alpha Thorne spoke, the expressions of many fellow Alphas darkened—some with rage, others with fear or apprehension. Several had suffered losses to illness, leaving them unsettled and skeptical of their healers' abilities. Doubt lingered among their ranks.

I would've ruled with a metal fist and ensure my name is worshiped. I would've be treated as a god and murder mercilessly defaulters of my rule. Never will my name or reign be forgotten. It'll forever remain in history. Alpha Rowan dumbbell, the physco true Alpha. One amongst the most powerful Alpha in werewolf history. Such glory, fame and praise would've been mine if my Alpha abilities equals a true alpha. Really saddening it dosent. Am only but a mere alpha. A normal leveled alpha covered by his brothers shadow.

The reaction is immediate. Her eyes widen, her entire body turning toward me like I just said something impossible. “You don’t know who Alpha Mikhail is?” she repeats, her voice rising just enough to draw attention. A few heads turn. I feel it. My eyes move instinctively toward Caleb, and I catch the way he presses his lips together, clearly trying not to react. There is something in his expression, something amused, like he is enjoying this more than he should. I look away quickly. “He is one of the most feared and powerful alphas of the north,” Misha continues, her voice dropping again, but the awe in it is still there. “He used to be called the Blind Alpha because he was blind, but even t

His plans to throw me away after using me. To distract myself, I grabbed my phone and opened social media but stumbled upon someone I recognized instantly from the past. It’sThe Supreme Alpha. Kael’s greatest enemy. One of the strongest Alphas in the werewolf kingdom. A man who hated rogues more than anyone else. He is dangerous, powerful and proud.

His name was Alpha Magnus, a renowned and powerful leader known for his strategic brilliance and unwavering loyalty to his own pack. Intrigued and grateful for the unexpected support, Lucius welcomed Alpha Magnus with open arms. The two alphas met in the heart of Silverwood, surrounded by the ancient trees that whispered their secrets in the breeze. Rey stood beside Lucius, her presence a testament to the unity and strength of their pack.

It was clear in the way they carried themselves and how their very presence seemed to fill the hall. “Alphas,” the voice said from beside me, slightly startling me. It was Richard. I had no idea he’d been so close. “They are all Alphas; the rest present are either betas—second in command to the Alpha, gammas—third in command, commanders and all their mates.” “I guess that explains it.” “Having so many Alphas so close could easily end in catastrophe; we could only hope that wouldn’t be the case.” “Why so?” “Unlike every other wolf, Alphas are the most dominant of them all. They believe themselves the highest, and so imagine when they are all together—when they are forced to see another higher

Albert replied. "So you already know? Why is that?" asked Ryn. "Seriously? You're asking me that question?" Albert turned to the girl. "I am Albert Dexter, Alpha of the largest pack in Wolfspring. Everyone knows who I am," he continued in a haughty tone. Ryn rolled her eyes at Albert's words. Everyone knew about his reputation. Of course, they do. How could she forget? She was accompanying a famous figure to a party. Wasn't that an honor?