Free Alpha Wolf Stories Novels & Stories

"It was a piece of jewelry, wasn't it? Does he love a girl? Who could she be? I have to ask. Does she know that girl? Can someone help put this crazy freak's mind in place?" Using a tissue, Alex wipes off the cake from her lips. But she couldn’t stand for long. She swayed and fell to the ground unconsciously. Alpha Conard turned and looked at her for a moment. “I am going to free you, little Wolf. Your pain is gone, and you are free. I am doing this because I don’t want to hurt you anymore and i also don't want to forgive you. But I promise you, i will never forgot you.” He murmured and bowed to her face. His eyes were sad. He ki**ed her lips slightly and get back with a jolt.

Aurelia “The stories of his appearance are widely known,” the Cloaked Wolf began, his red cover unmoving as we were suddenly taken into a blur of many colours and several sounds that his voice droned over—though the predominant colour was sky blue and the blur made me feel as though I was moving at the speed of the fastest thing that was. “His approach to a lonely, childless couple for shelter…” “The Alpha of the then Glagen Pack coming to ask him to leave, and the couple to be banished…”

"We don't want humans aware of our existence. I already told you nobody wants to kill you." She relaxed a little. "How do you do that with your voice?" "I am the Alpha, leader of the pack, your new leader," he said. "There is a hierarchy around here." "So I have to listen to whatever you say?" "You still have free will if that's what you're asking. But wolves automatically respect their Alpha. It's natural to follow a leader." "Do we change into wolves on the full moon? Will silver bullets kill us?"

My eyes narrowed on the words trying to find something I recognized. "Old Norse." Her small hand waved me away from the book. "You can't read it. Quit breathing on me." I took a step back, biting the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing out loud at the fierce little she-wolf. "It says that there was an alpha wolf by the name of Freydis who took multiple mates from her pack as her wolf was too powerful to be satisfied with only one. Their mating increased their magical powers and lengthened their lives ten-fold."

he said. “What did he find out?” I ask, leaning towards him. “The rogue wolves attacking packs were turned by an alpha”. Confusion mar my features. “What do you mean, turned by an alpha?’ I ask, not getting it. “What I mean is that an alpha is turning wolves into rogues and that’s why they smell off. They smell like death and rotten corpse” he said. “You’re joking right?” I exclaimed as I crossed my arms tightly across my chest. “No Luna, he’s not” Derek speaks up, staring at me. That can’t be possible, who could be so heartless to do such a thing like that.

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.

Those were their trophies. “Hunters,” I whispered to myself. “Rasia….” My father’s voice cracked through the noise. He was the Alpha of our small pack. He was strong and looked unbreakable. U turned towards him…running. But I never reached him. A blast goes off. The shockwave threw me into the dirt as pain exploded through my shoulder. I immediately tasted blood. When I looked up, the elder’s hall was burning. Wolves I trained with, fighters, are dropping like flies as silver bullets pierce through them.

His eyes glowed silver when he looked at me. “You crossed my border,” he said. His voice was deep, wasn’t loud but it wrapped around me like a command. “I didn’t mean to,” i whispered. He grabbed my wrist. His touch burned, the world tilted. Footsteps echoed. Moonfall warriors arrived through the trees moments later, dragging me back Alpha Rowan arrived, face twisted in irritation. “She is nothing,” Rowan said coldly. “A wolfless curse. Not of my pack anymore.” The words hit harder that any slap.

Alpha Arva said and Alpha Kalil responded with a subtle laugh. “I don’t mind at all. As long as everyone is enjoying,” Alpha Kalil responded, “But I have heard from my uncle, an excellent writer, the story of a drunkard painted wolf fighting a huge monster in the sea. I wish to know if it’s true or simply a tale spoken by an old tongue?”

says Mason. “Strange. We will figure that out later. Right now we need to focus and prepare for a fight if Alpha Jake refuses to let her go.” “Alpha, I have heard Alpha Jake talk about a blood red wolf. The only one I am aware of is in the story we have been told as kids,” says one of my warriors. “Does he think she is the blood red wolf?” “With the way he was talking, I think so.”