Harry Potter Is A Alpha Werewolf Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Anna had no time to sort out what was happening. Meanwhile, the remaining Sandjinn pounced and attacked Anna, she rolled out into the ground as the Sandjinn about to pounce her back, suddenly Harry's massive wolf runs and leaped towards it and used his claw as spears, poking out its eyes and slice its throat. He stole a glance at Anna, then she spins and slices more into its throat furiously than he had ever been. He wasn't tiring and getting wasn't sloppy. The adrenaline course through his veins.

Harry gulps and glances at his feet. Lena continues. "All your followers will eventually switch sides when they realize that you're a lost cause. That's what you are. There's no future where you're concerned. Harry here made the right decision in joining our side. He knew that there would be absolutely no chance of you winning this fight, you see, considering my father is the rightful Alpha. After all, this is all for the benefit of the pack. Once our packs come together, we'll be unstoppable. His elders advised him well, wouldn't you say?"

Black fur and smoke surrounded him, his bones forming a wolf shape that is not physical; its form now resembles a Wraith Apex. A spectral wolf with streaks of Lunar silver that burns through its shadow. His paws did not even fully touch the ground, just like gravity; his moves became optional. Every instinct in me was screaming, “SUBMIT TO HIM OR DIE”. But I am a Luna-blooded. I am also, and Alpha and Alphas don’t bow. I won’t bow, not even for my mate. Even if he carries gods, he is still my Sebastian, my second-chance mate. He stares at the moon goddess as if she were prey to him.

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.

We watched as the gray wolf took his last breath. Feeling someone behind I turn to see Hermione standing there, wrapping my arms around her waist. I pull her towards me and hold her there because I need to know that she is okay, knowing that she is in the presence of someone like Alpha Gemini. Seeing Harley coming in our direction, he looks stressed and I'm guessing the Alpha is not the only trouble we're gonna have today. “Alpha,” he says once he reaches us, he looks in the direction of the dead wolf “Oh, who was that?”

she wished Demetrius was around, he always backed her up and in return, she did unspeakable and unimaginable things for him. “Then there would be no spiritual bathing. I thought powerful sorcerers were able to find alternatives to everything.'' He knew her too well and also how to get her to change her mind. Her ego was gigantic all he had to do was rub on it and she would yield. The other Council members supported their Alpha, and when it dawned on her that she wouldn't be getting any support from anyone she spoke again. “The blood of a one-year-old lamb without defects can be used too.”

And in Woodhidge-high, the most notorious bully was Clenk. Clenk Harris was a seventeen year old werewolf whose parents were quite rich. He was by miles, the strongest werewolf—his age—in town. His strength was just a gift to him, he wasn't a leader of any sort, yet he was an Alpha. He was born an alpha. Alphas generally get their level of authority and power after they have invested in leading a particular pack or killing another alpha werewolf. However, there aren't many alphas anymore because there wasn't any pack to rule. Over time, the werewolf culture has been forced to go through changes and series of phases because of the intimidating ever-growing nature of the humans. While, werewol

ARIA I must have gone insane. I was lusting over the Alpha King, the same one who killed my brother and half of my old pack, and who wanted me dead! And why did he have to look exactly like the stripper whom I had my first time with?! Of course, I did a lot of pondering about whether Alpha King Tyrion and my stripper might be the same person. It might be possible to magically hide a werewolf's scent and aura. I had never heard of anyone doing it, but I had never heard of the way to change a werewolf's scent before Harriet made the talisman for me either. I grabbed the talisman on my neck and tried to recall whether my stripper could have had something similar on him... No. He was as much in

I uttered in a mild tone. "Ok but please be careful" She dashed into the cabin, knowing that she was safe in there I growled turning into a werewolf and went after him. His name was Colan, one of my father's spy. He's a wizard and a werewolf, he can turn into any animal as he chooses. I ran after him, I picked up his scent, one of the things a werewolf should always try to hide but I guess he wasn't perfect in hiding his scent. He was hiding in a tree branch, I decided to play the fool so I ran past him.

I stammered out, not knowing exactly how to start my explanation. "Never mind. I heard everything, so I know what the argument is all about." She said when it became apparent that I was not going to say a word. "Oh." That was the only word that came out of my mind after hearing her. "Anyways, what I wanted to discuss with you is somewhat sensitive, but I want you to listen to me with an open mind. See, Claire, you are now here with Alex, as his mate, in this werewolf world that humans thought only exist in fairy tales." She gave a dramatic pause, building my tension. "So, what I am saying is that you have to let go of all your human ties as you are now with a man who is an Alpha." She finish