I'm The Alpha White Wolf Novels & Stories

I heard my pack spoken about like a problem to be solved instead of people who bled for this territory. Enough. I moved forward, boots striking wood with deliberate weight, and placed myself between Enid and the elders before anyone could object. It wasn’t a gesture I planned. It just happened, instinct louder than reason. Every gaze locked on me. “Alpha,” one of the elders began. “No,” I said, voice calm and cutting, the way it only got when I was two seconds from losing control. “You’ve spoken enough.” The room stilled. Even the whispers died. I turned slowly, letting my eyes sweep the council. These were wolves who had taught me to ride, to fight, to lead. Wolves who now looked at Enid li

Dimitri cleared his throat sharply. “Seer.” He urged her to speak. “The woman you seek to make Luna is… rare,” She inclined her head slightly, then turned her attention fully to us again. “Camille Whitebrock is no ordinary wolf.” I felt my spine straighten. “No ordinary wolf how?” I asked. “She is an Original Alpha.” Arlo frowned. “That’s not a thing.” He looked at me. “Is it?” He suddenly sounded very unsure, but I was more focused on the looks from our fathers. Cassius stiffened. Dimitri’s brows drew together.

“You think you can protect her from me? Do you even know who you’re dealing with? I am Ragnarok of the North.” "And I am the Alpha King!" Nate thundered, his authoritative voice echoing through the room we were in. "You will act properly in my territory, Ragnarok." "Do you know what you're calling upon your kingdom, Alpha King?" He asked. "We do. And do you know what you are calling upon yourself, Ragnarok? I'm the White Wolf. I, alone, am capable of bringing the North down if you don't know." I said. It was more of a bluff. I still couldn't do half of what a White Wolf could do. But, the fight with the Obsidian Wolves had given me a taste of my powers.

I said, "I never asked for this. I never asked for the bond. To be the Alphas mate or to be the White Wolf.. I am and I am done hiding it." Someone. Someone else whispered "White Wolf" like a prayer. I took another step forward. Let a little light flicker under my skin just enough to show them. I said, "I am not here to destroy anything. I am here to protect what is mine this pack, this land and the people in it. Even the ones who spent ten years kicking me when I was down."

But well, I want something from her so I'm acting this way. "Who are you here with, though?" I ask as I grab two cups of drink from the tray of AJ usher passing by us. I had one over on her. "I don't remember you being from royalty," Cara nods. "Yes, I wasn't. My mate is the Alpha of Crescent Moon pack," "Tyler," I nod. Tyler is a no nonsense man and I don't think he'd take it likely with me if he caught me flirting with his Luna.i have to take a step back. "Send my regards to him, okay?"

But something had shifted within him, a subtle yet powerful change. The weight of defeat, the crushing sense of doom, was slowly lifting. The spark of defiance, a whisper of hope, had rekindled in his heart. He was no longer the broken, defeated wolf he had been. He was Draven, Alpha of the Shadow Pack, and he would reclaim what was rightfully his.

Then, one day, a challenger arrived unlike any other. He was a great white wolf, with a coat as bright as snow. The pack gathered around him, their eyes wide with awe. "I am Ivar," the wolf said, "and I am here to claim the title of alpha."

Each wolf, with its sleek In the heart of the sanctuary, where the winds whispered secrets and the trees whispered tales, a formidable force emerged. Led by none other than the legendary alpha wolf, Arvandus, the wolf military stood tall and proud, their presence an indomitable shield against any threat that dared to encroach upon their sacred land. Arvandus, with his piercing amber eyes that held the wisdom of countless moons, commanded his loyal pack with an unwavering authority.

" Theresa gulped down saliva, as a rehearsal for getting prepared and letting go of her fear deep down she knew there was no better Alpha than her son. Was it cost or Dwight? " Of course, Dwight. There will be no greater ruler than you, " she said as a drop of tears rolled down her eyes. Dwight moved to her. "Then, why are you crying? Why do I get the feeling, you do not seem to accept me? " Theresa cried. " We are werewolves, we cry, " she said beating her chest. " But son believe me your thoughts are wrong. " He held her shoulder. " Listen to me Mum, I just hope you are not against me ruling and I hope you are not hiding anything from me. I can be very headstrong but that is by the way. I

’ that was my thought in action as I stared vacantly at the beautiful woman before me. Despite being a very shameful thing among we shifters, I not only slept with Janet in secret, but I had also marked her inadvertently. During heat, it is usually established that the Alpha male and Luna belonged to each other. But I had no Luna. It wasn't a shameful thing that I mated the other she-wolves of the Pack, it was more shameful when it was an Omega. Janet was the most beautiful shifter in my Pack, the Crescent Pack. And that gave me a sense of pride. She was a trophy I owned, but it never lasted. It all ended the day she was killed.