Mad Alpha Wolf Novels & Stories

Under the sky, the whole forest turned red with the blood of the wolves. The black giant wolf caught everyone's attention. Anyone could see Adrian from afar because of his large body. His black fur was moving with the wind as he ran forward. He pierced his sharp teeth on a wolf's neck while his claws digged their bodies. Adrian lost his temper, as he did not let go of any chance and killed every single wolf who came to fight. He learned that it was Alpha Maxwell from the west side. He attacked his pack with more than thousands of pack fighters.

“Forty percent and I can refer you to the perfect girl for the job.” The man raised an eyebrow, naked interest on his ruddy mug, “Is that so?” Madison nodded, “She’s a Wolf, too. Hearty…lungs, or whatever.” “And you think she’ll like our game?” “For sure. She’s the subservient type. And she’ll do *anything* for cash.” Madison let out a silent breath of relief when the men made affirming murmurs and the guy with the money placed his wallet back into his jacket pocket.

It’s not the first time that I had a troubled mind-linking someone, but I never experienced so much pain before. I don’t know about what liquid Wilma gave to me but now I remember now that someone around me always made me drink a cold liquid whenever I felt troubled with mind-linking. “Do you know anything about how Maddie lost her wolf?” My breath hitched when Adolphus suddenly asked Myra, his voice calm but serious. Myra frowned while looking at him in confusion. “Maddie had her wolf once. She lost it a few years ago while saving pups of our pack during an attack. Do you have any knowledge about that incident?” Adolphus asked while explaining his question, but my eyes widened in shock.

my wolf screams in excitement . Maddox steps forward with three steps cautiously. I shake my head signalling him to stop but he doesn't listen. "Let her go ,"Maddox speaks in a deadly tone .The one he never uses .His eyes are shifting from Green to black . It seems like he is trying to control his wolf . "You think I'm going to let go of your mate when you killed mine ,"he barks pressing the knife on my neck "Megan was never your mate ! Sonia is your real mate,"Maddox answers him with stoney eyes.

Alpha of the Nightveil Pack. The name alone silenced campfires, froze tongues, stilled laughter. Stories of "The Mad Alpha" ran rampant across the regions. Some said he killed his own Beta for betrayal. Others whispered of how he'd razed an entire rogue den alone, leaving only ash in his wake. A rare wolf, his madness wasn't mindless—it was sharp, controlled, and devastatingly strategic. Madness that understood too much of the world. Madness born of power that could not be contained. But there was no foam on his lips. No wildness in his gaze. Only... ice.

The pack doctor had agreed to let him out if he calmed down enough in the next few hours; promising to let him see his mate and would support Maddie’s suggestion if only Max could control the wolf. They had expected it to take Max days to calm down. In fact, Maddie had thought to invite her friend over in two week time, thinking it would take that long for Max to calm down. They were all in shock when the next day, Maddie, their father and doctor had gone down, with the intention of giving him a calming drug; only to find a naked Max sitting on the floor, arms folded as he waited for them; his eyes clear and shining with intelligence. Maddie had thrown in a pair of jeans for him but they had

Overwhelmed by his flattery, the vain wolf hadn't felt a thing. The conversation between Madison and a man inside the carriage transmitted clearly. "How fares the Montgomery Alpha?" the man asked. His voice was nondescript, the kind that belonged to a shadow. Preston couldn't place the scent of his words, wondering if it was a high-ranking spy from a rival territory. "The toxin is working," Madison responded, her voice stripped of its sweet facade. "He has never lost control like that in front of the pack before. His wolf is breaking." From his vantage point, the man watched Madison. "Keep your nose to the wind. If his condition shifts, report to the Council promptly."

" The girl said. "But he will not be alive for much time... They are the most dangerous wolf pack. Alpha Marcus Black is the most feral of all the werewolves of the time. He is in his territory you guys messed up with the wrong ones this time!!! He will eat him raw if he doesn't give those papers back. You both are screwed." The man said in a saddened tone. The girl moved at her speed and grabbed the man by his collar.

As I scanned the audience, my gaze locked onto Damien, igniting a surge of anger and irritation within me. Of course, the bastard chose the front seat. The meeting started. Then it was time to raise questions. A man who I acknowledged as the owner of an art collections platform raised his hands from the back seat. “You may speak,” I permitted him. “The Sacred Wolf is a symbol of peace for the werewolves. Why dispute over it when we have a greater evil ahead of us?” “She is valuable to any pack and can be used for the pack’s advantage. As long as she is rebirthed to their sanctuary, she will belong to that pack permanently,” I answered as I spoke into the microphone placed in front of me.

Breakfast ended more slowly than I expected. Aurelia insisted on showing me the drawing she'd made after the reception. It consisted mostly of flowers, three smiling stick figures, and what she assured me was a very accurate wolf. "It has four tails," I pointed out. "It was excited." "I see." Kael glanced at the page. "I've never met a wolf with four tails." "You haven't met this one." "I stand corrected." Apparently satisfied, Aurelia folded the drawing with great care before announcing she intended to keep it forever.