Novel & Cerita Harry Potter Is A Alpha Werewolf Fanfiction

"If you can't come up, I can come down." Katrina stares at her. "What?" Katrina smiles, "I used to wonder the kind of wolf that would be the king's mate. Since he hadn't found his mate, we all figured she wasn't going to be from Eldrida. To be honest, there were rumours that he was cursed or destined to be without a mate. But then, I used to think, what would her personality be like? Would she be one of the werewolves that think witches are beneath them? Trust me, there are few of those. So I'm just glad that you happen to be a witch as well, that means we're safe. I didn't ever imagine that you'd be so cool though, you're the perfect mate for the king."

The creature let out another roar, but it was no match for the Alpha and Luna's combined strength. As the fight raged on, the rest of the pack rallied around them. With their combined efforts, they finally managed to drive the creature back. It roared once more and then disappeared into the shadows. But the pack's relief was short-lived. As they looked around, they realized that the damage had already been done. The young wolf who had been attacked was lying motionless on the ground, his body covered in deep gashes. The pack gathered around him, and Harriet knelt to examine him. But it was too late. The young wolf had already passed on to the next life.

I answered as I spoke into the microphone placed in front of me. A woman raised her hand, who I recognized as Alpha Mira of the Solitary Pack. She had my respect because she was the only female Alpha I had come across and regulating a pack was a hard task. “Why don't we all join forces then? After all, the war is bound to affect everyone; Every supernatural being and even humans,” she spoke in a genteel tone. She had a point, but a werewolf’s pride was intoxicating. This was something she wouldn't understand because women were selfless and thought of what would be best for everyone. But that was not the case here amid power-hungry men, who only thought selfishly.

I murmur, aware that she's close. My beast is growling in excitement, loving that we have found her. He wants to sniff her out and drag her beneath him, then bite her throat. Not hard. Just enough to claim her for the world to see. Two Alphas soon join me in their wolf form. I can sense them up on the mountains battling the other. Hazel had ended up setting the Alphas into a lust driven battle. I crept towards the yawning tunnel quickly, my heart pounding. I knew she was there, watching my every move.

He turns around and looks at me. “What did you do today?” He asks. “Nothing,” I reply and he gives a half smile that does not touch his tired eyes. “So your name’s Derek?” I ask out of the blues and the way his eyes widen in astonishment tells me I caught him off guard. “Yes,” he says, quickly picking himself up from the shock. “How did you know that?” He asks softly. “The scary wolf with black eyes called you Derek. Is he the Alpha?” “Right, Nate. Uh, he’s not the Alpha. He’s my best friend. One of the strongest werewolves in the territory.”

It would be a great shock to the council too, to know the only werewolf alpha to exist in over a century was on the verge of running rampage. “Since when?” she asked carefully. “Since I presented as an Alpha,” I admitted. “So what happened yesterday was just the recurring theme of Torin crippling me when I went against his wish.” Her eyes widened in shock. “He's stronger now, since it is almost a full moon. He doesn't like it when I try to stay in control.” “Can I hug you?” she asked. She was treading so carefully. “We still have five days to go on that promise you made,” I joked. She slapped my chest as she giggled.

I had planned to head straight for a hotel, but when I swiped my card, I discovered every one of my accounts had already been frozen. So that was it. The Everhart family had quietly stripped me of all financial control over the past year. In the werewolf registry system on the U.S. East Coast, every asset under my name had been transferred to Julian Everhart. Only an Alpha had the authority to overwrite a mate’s property ownership. To the outside world, I was Luna—Alpha’s partner, the symbol of the Pack.

I know Harry confessed that he loves me, but after the humiliating scene my father caused in front of the entire pack, I doubt he'll want to see me again. As a werewolf, Harry loves me just as much as I love him. But he's also the Alpha of the Grayfang Pack, he has a duty to fulfill. I'm terrified that if he has to choose between the pack and me… He'll choose his duty as Alpha. "I don't know what to do," I confess desperately. "I love Harry Oakheart so much, but Dad will never understand... What if everything is ruined because of this?" Before my mother can answer, both of us hear loud noises coming from outside our home. Without saying a word, Mom lets go of me, and we both rush outside. In

I know Harry confessed his love for me, but after the humiliating scene my father caused in front of the entire pack, I doubt he'll ever want to see me again. As a werewolf, Harry loves me just as much as I love him. But he's still the alpha of the Grayfang Pack. He has a duty to fulfill. I'm afraid that if Harry has to choose between me and the pack, he'll choose his duty as alpha. "I don't know what to do," I confess desperately. "I love Harry Oakheart so much, but Dad will never understand. What if everything has been ruined because of this?" Before my mother can say anything to comfort me, we both hear loud noises coming from outside our home. Without another word, Mom releases me from h

He came on the third night of the new moon. I knew before the guards spoke. The spirit-web shuddered, a familiar thread—frayed, poisoned, but still pulsing—trembling at the edges of my territory. He had not eaten in days. The cold had bitten his fingers. The bond-sickness had hollowed his cheeks until he resembled a skull wrapped in greying skin. "Alpha," my Beta said, eyes downcast. "There is a wolf at the eastern border. He claims... he claims you owe him audience."