Lone Wolf Alpha Tree Stand Novels & Stories

"We are not getting shot to find out what he does after." He'd feel so bad, the wolf says eagerly. He'd have to make it up to us. At length. Thoroughly. "Jesus. Stop that!" For hours, says the wolf, and goes back to chanting his one word, deeply pleased with himself. I shift back at the treeline behind the house, which means for a few seconds I'm a naked twenty-year-old standing in wet grass losing an argument with myself. And if that isn't the glamour of being the youngest Alpha in recent history, I don't know what is.

I climbed the tree with stealth and precision, always sticking close to the trunk so that one, I wouldn’t have my ass on a thin branch and give away my position and two, the leaves were a perfect cover for me in my camouflage. Thankfully the trees were close enough together that I didn’t have to jump across great gaps that would definitely get me seen between the trees. I followed the fullest grove of trees and ended up on the roof of the warehouse. I squat down and turned my hearing up. “What are we waiting for? I told you I was ready to take out that fucking Silver Moon pack. I know my daughter is still alive and somewhere in that damn pack and I want her back!” “Alpha Walters, we must thi

I couldn’t suppress a short laugh. “What?” he asked. “I don’t think you are serious with that wheelchair.” He offered only a faint smile in return and said nothing. “Let’s move,” he told his men. They began wheeling him forward, eyes fixed on the map glowing on a phone screen. I followed close, my senses alert. We pressed deeper into the woods until the outline of an abandoned house emerged ahead. I raised my hand and halted the group, my gaze sweeping the shadows around the crumbling structure. “Yeah, you are right. We need to stop,” Alexander muttered. His expression had hardened into the cold mask of an Alpha. His eyes gleamed with feral intensity as his wolf caught the scent of the pups.

Once the tree coverage on Alpha Caleb’s side cleared, I saw him now taking on two rogues at once and three more were headed his way as they were going to ambush him. Without thinking my wolf picked up speed and leaped back across the ravine intercepting the three rogues that were ready to pounce on Alpha Caleb with the two that already were fighting him. The force of my landing took out the first rogue throwing him, feet away from us as the second and third one was surprised to see another wolf entering the fight.

But I hesitated—just for a second. Black Rank. Unlimited access. Unlimited authority. And the last rank before becoming the Table’s deadliest shadow. “And the catch?” I asked. “You’ll understand once you reach the assignment location. Consider this… personal.” I paused, staring out the window, then smiled. “Fine. But I’m doing it my way.” “You always do.” The line went dead. Seven Days Later The file arrived within the hour. I memorized every detail. Location: A secluded coastal town called Mystique Gore. Population: 3,000. Tourism: None. Surveillance: Zero.

That was how I had no choice but to change into my wolf form and sprint out through the window and into the woods, running with everything like my life depended on it, because it did. Alpha Kane's last words were, "If I set my eyes on you again, I'll make sure they are the last things you see before sending you to hell." And for someone whose strength rivaled everyone else's and was called the alpha of death, I had no doubt he'd fulfilled that promise to millions of others in the past. When I jumped out the window, I was working purely on adrenaline and didn't notice the sprain in my ankle, nor the fact that my pheromones were leaking and we were still underneath the auspicious hour of the b

I stopped at the edge of the tree line and stayed in the shadows. He stood with another Alpha. Talen of the Eastern Ridge, a man with a grizzled beard and watchful eyes. They were walking the perimeter. Their postures were relaxed but alert, that easy camaraderie of neighboring rulers who respected each other’s strength. James was a few paces behind, a silent, observant shadow.

The body of the man fell heavily, convulsing for a few moments before it went cold and silent. Alpha Drake had a smirk on his face, making him look like a descendant of hell. His elongated claws dripped blood as he pointed at the remaining four wolves. He didn't need to say much, but the men all fell on their knees. Hoping to be spared. " Useless," he spat, his eyes carrying disgust. " Alpha, we already know where the sacred howling was heard. Why don't we go full massacre spree?" One of the men suggested, hoping to quell Alpha Drake's anger.

I will not let that happen. Loud knocking interrupted my thoughts. “Come in.” I growled. One of my warriors rushed inside. He was out of breath, and he was looking at me wide-eyed. “What?” I snapped at him. “Alpha, Beta, Alpha Drake.” he greeted us, breathing heavily. “Our trackers spotted a rogue wolf in the forest while they were searching. They said he disappeared into the ground. They think there could be an underground hiding place. They are there, waiting for your orders, Alpha.”

“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.”