Fire Alpha Wolf Novels & Stories

He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and just one breath, and fire came out of her mouth, and all the perimeter where the soldiers were, was covered in such a great fire that made it impossible for any one to escape, and in a short time, they all died and there was not even a single one that escape to tell the story of what they had seen, to any one, when they all had died, the tree of them were still beasts and they headed towards the settlement, and it was a few st

Her sky-blue eyes drilled holes behind Hakan’s head, flashing the three muscular men a smirk whenever their eyes would wander over to where she was. “Then, I’ll be leaving Richard in charge while I go out to the city. Check the borders, I’ve been hearing talks about rogue wolves roaming around the forest from our hunters.” The man called Richard stepped up before bowing his head, as he received orders from his alpha. The three burly men left immediately when Hakan dismissed the group, turning around to face Skye with her arms crossed and looking bored.

I plucked my gaze from the opened door Carlos left without a word. I stared at the fire. I couldn't believe what I saw through my eyes. Silver, Carlos, Timothy and Betty were gone before my visit to the library. They haven't returned yet. Over the burning flames, I saw a fire wolf running. A strange sense of calm had settled over me. My inside is filled with happiness. My eyes danced with wonder as I hadn't imagined the fantastical world to be real. Absent-mindedly, I leaned forward and extended my hand at the small fire wolf. It was impossible. I needed to touch him.

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

His eyes reminded me of vast manicured grassland, so prosperous, so calm. "Home of Alphas?" I asked, forcing my gaze down. I offered him a half blanket. He shook his head with a soft smile, "Yea! Werewolves don't feel cold." I turned my gaze to the burning fire, "Was this already planned?" I giggled, which wasn't my intention. His mate would tear me apart. It saddened me. He sighed, averting his gaze from my face to the burning fire. It reminded me of the fire in his eyes that mostly came out when he was angry.

He quickly shifted to his black and gray Alpha wolf, tearing his clothes off and started running straight at me. I made my body temperature rise quickly to set myself on fire so I would be protected from his wolf. I ignited in a bright burst of fire that made his wolf stop in its tracks. He was snapping and growling at me as he stood only a few feet away. I ignited a large circle of fire around him. His wolf stopped snapping and looked around while whining. “Let me out to kill him,” Affra said.

Then the black fur on his body spawned flames so that it looked like a wolf was on fire. “Damn!” cursed Alpha Bashiri as he found no way out of the circle of fire. “What a fool of me. I should have gotten out of here when the blaze was still low,” he muttered. His eyes widened as soon as he found Addy's wolf body full of flames. Bashiri continued to rewind his body until it was unknowingly his body that crashed and hit the flames that continued to burn violently. Alpha Addy enjoyed the scene in front of him where Bashiri's wolf rolled his body right and left. The sound of shrill pain from Alpha Bashiri's wolf muzzle was deafening.

He had always had a bit of a thing for warriors, especially alchemists. When his fingers touched her skin, it was fire, but not the fire he had become accustomed to. The flames did not cause pain, dragging her and anyone else who came into his path to the fiery pits of hell, like a magical fire of lust and passion. Who could blame him? He was a fire lycan. A higher species of a werewolf with magical abilities. The four elements: water, fire, air, and earth, and he was the fire Lycan, the most powerful wielder of magic.

Dumbfounded, I just stared at her. “Plus, Alpha and I believe that you are the Sacred Shewolf who will rule over all other wolves. She comes every thousand years,” she added with a nod. Pinching my mouth I glared at her warily, not believing a word of that. “I'm nothing special, Hella. I'm just an omega who recently got her wolf.” “That can control fire and comes from the first shewolf sent by the Moon Goddess…You're gifted with the Sun AND Moon's energy! You are very special,” She interrupted.

Crystal twirled, flames spilling from her hand in a controlled stream, Ryder meeting it with a burst of Alpha energy that bent the blaze into a perfect ring around them. The fire didn’t scorch either of them. She stared, awed, and laughter bubbled up unbidden. “Did you see that?” Ryder’s lips curved, wolf bright. “I see everything you are, little flame.” Their wolves surged then, pushing, demanding. Before she could respond, Ryder dropped his blade, stepping into her ring of fire without flinching. His hands caught her waist, pulling her against him. “This is who we are. Fire and fang. Flame and Alpha.”