Lone Wolf Alpha Tree Stand Novels & Stories

Alpha Michael’s POV I let out a huff of exasperation as I stepped out of the car, the leash of our massive wolfhound, Conan, clutched firmly in my hand. The guards in the courtyard immediately straightened, saluting us as James emerged from the vehicle. It had been years since he'd set foot in this place – the grand Blackwood mansion, the heart of our family's pack. And now, James was back to take his rightful place as Alpha, and also because our grandfather had been diagnosed with cancer.

I swear I was going to go at them and try to rip out their throats, but as I took a step forward, I heard a thick, powerful howl go through my ears. My body shook. It was the same fascinating howl I heard that time. The sound was continuous and so clear that the whole forest seemed to be silent. A huge black wolf appeared among the trees. Its presence was so strong and intense that I was almost pulled to the ground. But I stayed strong and planted my paws on the wet earth. Breathing too fast to catch my precious breath. It was impossible not to know who he was. The famous and feared Alpha, Stanley Wright.

No one sees her when she swung from one tree to another just to watch the leaving troop. The raven black Alpha is first on the line followed by Viddar's wolf. She stayed on the tree, watching until the last line of wolves has entered the dark forest. Howls echoed again as the Alpha's troops crossed the border. Narrah stayed a little longer in the middle of deafening silence. The Alpha's presence is relatively missing with the unusual stillness surrounding the highland. Without the Alpha, she seems uneasy and weak. Too weak to go back with her feet losing their strength.

I sent a telepathic message to Wilona and Liam, instructing them to meet me at the Wolfhold in a few minutes. When I was done with my meal, I hopped into my car and drove off towards the forest. It was roughly a ten-minute drive and I didn't feel the need to transform into my Wolf to get there. I emerged out of my car and was immediately welcomed by my men guarding the entrance of the ominous building. The Wolfhold was concealed deep within the heart of the forest, that served as both a fortress and a prison, where enemies were kept, awaiting my judgment. A massive wrought-iron gate adorned with intricate wolf motifs stood at the entrance of the building and its walls were constructed from a

We work our way through the forest trying to be as quiet as we can but it is almost impossible to be deathly quiet when you're constantly standing on pebbles or twigs that are lying on the ground, but considering the number of wolves here I think we do a pretty good job. Once we get close enough to start seeing the camp through the trees we split off into our groups and get ourselves situated in the trees far enough away that we won't immediately draw attention to ourselves but close enough to storm the place the minute we have a reason to. A twig snapping has every single man in my group tensing up and looking behind us only to find Alpha Harld and two of his warriors approaching us. "Alpha

About two-thirds of the circular room was a giant panoramic window set up, looking out over the suburban housing meets lord of the rings house we have built everywhere. As a clan that takes in rogues and strays, other wolves abandoned by their clans, or even a small clan sometimes, we are forever building. We have a foothold on the construction front, and we have a lot of people contacting us to build “old buildings with new amenities”. We are self-sufficient in the sense that all of the food we eat comes from our farms, the trees are harvested here that are used for building, and replanted to continue the cycle. Between chickens for eggs, and the sheep’s wool being turned into fabric we sel

"You can't? Aren't you just like them? I mean, from what I've learned so far, an Alpha is like a king." "I am only an Alpha on the outside, Arwa. A true Alpha has a wolf. A wolf is an important aspect of our life, but I don't have it. Or better yet, I've never shifted." "Why?" she asked softly, inching a bit closer to me. I could smell her, a sweet and flowery fragrance which made me ball my hands into fists. She didn't even realize the effect she had on me, or how badly I wished I could have her. But I had to control myself, because she was not mine to claim. Yet.

Zion asked with a frown on his face. "I now have a wolf!" Zion went still. "That's a lie." He laughed. "We are omegas and can never have a wolf, Hazel. Is something wrong? You look like you're going crazy." "No, I am not," I smiled. "You have a wolf also." Zion laughed, seeming to sense danger. "Okay. Now I know you're crazy. I do not have a wolf. How do you know this?" I stretched out my hand and my claws shit out. My fangs did the same and I growled.

It was a simple wooden bench with a bamboo floor and railings. "Do you know how to climb up?" Oakley asked. Her burrows furrowed. "I guess, so." "Well, come on!" the Alpha exclaimed. The big bad wolf left her because he had already run towards the tree and effortlessly climbed there. She hesitated as she walked over towards it and from where she was, she looked up in his mate's direction. And at the moment their eyes locked with each other, her world seems to stop. Oakley was so handsome as his hair sways in the wind, messing his face. He was gazing down at her while leaning on the body of the tree.

Soleyah whispered as she was about to jump towards the staggering mongrel when she saw through her peripheral vision that a familiar figure walked away from the array. Soleyah screamed in her mind. ‘Alexander!’ The alpha immediately sensed the trap set by the Werewolf Committee behind the large Oak trees located at the left side of the array. His eyes squinted before it sharpened. “The spies must be watching around behind the dense trees, I see. Let’s see how powerful you are.” Alpha Alexander dashed towards the controlled mongrel, his sword was already in a swinging position and ready for a massive attack. “Idiot!” Soleyah collided with the intercepting alpha, the tips of her hair now burnt