Lone Wolf Alpha 2 Novels & Stories

“Bring in the new eye witness that you just found, I'd like to hear from her if possible.” “It's a him, Alpha.” She said causing me to nod. “Bring him in.” She went out and then came in with a man in his early twenties wearing a hoodie and a pair of jeans. “Hurry up, tell me the story. What did you see?” “Alpha, when I was going for a run in the woods I saw a group of wolves. I assume they're the shadow Wolves. I heard them talking about how they're going to ruin Deep into the woods.”

I settled into a quiet corner, hoping to lose myself in the story. The book started like any other werewolf novel, talking about full moons and shifting. But then, I turned the page and my breath caught. There was a picture. Not the usual handsome man turning into a wolf, this was different. This wolf was massive with glowing red eyes and thick, dark fur. The caption underneath read, “Cursed Alphas.” It looked… powerful. Intimidating.

"Gidyon’s line-workers just delivered the first twenty flats of refined marrow-ore to the market square. We don't need your cargo ships to trade with the Mainland factions. We have the master key. And if they want to keep their own grids from formatting... they’ll buy from our ledger." Christian Cole looked from Vance to the massive, five-inch teeth of the three-ton Alpha wolf hovering inches from his shoulder, and finally down at the child whose very pulse had just rewritten the atmosphere of the lower world. The clinical, calculative logic of the offshore cartel finally collapsed, leaving nothing but an empty, bankrupt shell of a man standing in the gray mud.

“Everything that should be alright is, but I can't get any sign of her wolf." “No wolf?” my mom whispered, her voice shaking. “That's impossible.” She quickly pasted a smile for my sake. “It’s just… delayed, sweetheart. Right, healer?” “Maybe.” His eyes softened with pity. “But I'm getting no hints of any wolf in her. Even if it was delayed, I should still be able to...." he paused, shaking his head. "....Sometimes trauma… interferes.” “Bu... but she’s from one of the most powerful bloodlines,” my mom insisted, her voice shaking. “Their wolf-side is very strong even with trauma.... she... she's supposed to have shifted two years ago—”

His resonance arrived expressionless, flat, and lethal. Even after all the neglect—even with the dissolution scrolls waiting for our claws—three winters of shared territory left an undeniable scar upon a wolf's spirit. My beast couldn't simply pretend the visual insult carried zero weight. I forced my gold irises to lock onto his amber stare, my resonance remaining level but edged with an undeniable, quiet hurt. "Is your alpha tongue accusing my form of executing a espionage operation against your private frequencies again?" Like the incident at Frostveil Peak. Did his arrogant mind truly believe my wolf was still deploying its old, desperate tricks to trap his attention?

They knew he was human, and humans break. "Twenty minutes!" Joshua’s voice sounded miles away. "Twenty minutes," Richard wheezed. He spat a mouthful of blood onto the ground. "Come on then. Who’s next?" The lead Alpha, a massive creature with silver-tipped fur, launched itself at Richard’s throat. Richard tried to lift his arm, but the limb was dead weight, his muscles screaming in protest. He managed to tilt his head, but the wolf’s teeth grazed his shoulder, tearing through skin and sinew.

My wolf, Alba, was out, and she was furious. As my howl tore through the dungeon, I saw Alpha Drake, his body shaking like a tidal wave. He took down the rogue wolves that wanted to restrain me, his movements swift and deadly. I snarled, baring my teeth, but Alpha Drake didn't flinch. The dust settled, and Alpha Drake turned to me, his eyes filled with hidden cruelty. As I looked into his eyes, I saw something that made my blood run cold. They had changed, shifting from their usual piercing brown to a hazy blue.

He greeted the other Alphas with a firm handshake and introduced himself to the members of the smaller packs, trying not to intimidate them but to help them see that he wasn't as scary and as obnoxious as the majority thought he was. As he approached the meeting room, he noticed that the Dawn Pack Alpha, Alpha Robles, was already there. He had heard rumors that the Dawn Pack was expanding their territory, and Lucas wondered if they were here to discuss a potential alliance. As Lucas made his way through the crowd of Alphas, he noticed a young woman standing with the Dawn Pack Alpha. Her hair was the color of the moon, cascading down her back in loose waves, and her eyes were a piercing shade

Her people were on edge, ready to strike should a rogue appear or a feral came out of nowhere. The sound of a twig snapping created a gleam of cold wariness from Soleyah's gaze. She said in a low voice. "They're here." Turning around to her tensed people, Soleyah appeased them. "It is alright. They are one of us... the remnant wolves led by the former rogue alpha and now the alpha of the Black Ridge Pack—Alpha Shinro." On cue, rogues appeared behind Soleyah Haynes with Alpha Shinro in tow.

He moaned when she bit him, and she did the same when he squeezed her breast. They kissed each other until they ran out of air and their eyes shone yellow. Both could feel their wolves connected with each other, in perfect harmony and love. Karim pulled her closer to her, and penetrated her slowly. The fear came, the fear that she would feel disgusted as with that man. But Lincoln had never touched it there. "He’s not him. That monster would never be so kind. You have Karim now, your real alpha." - her wolf whispered in her mind.