Poe Alpha's Howl Novels & Stories

the beta in questions daughter in so little. Nudity in packs is not an unusual thing but I preferred what was mine to stay mine. I was definitely not comfortable walking around in my birthday suit like some and I didn’t see that changing ever. Just as I reach the door handle I hear muffled male voices and turn. A group of the Alphas were in the hallway. One of them taller than the rest, catches my eye, their jaw clenching. They return their attention to the group and redirect them in the opposite direction. I step in the bathroom and try to think where I had seen him before. He was taller than the rest, tan with rock solid muscle. Intimidating to look at and that’s saying something consider

And as the full moon began to rise over the jagged treeline, casting a bright, silvery glow through the high, reinforced windows, Apollo’s instincts surged. The toddler walked slowly toward the massive front window, his small hands pressing flat against the double-paned polymer glass. He looked up at the pale orb hanging in the night sky, his body shivering slightly as the primal call of his alpha bloodline demanded expression. He tilted his head back, opening his jaw, and let loose a sound that shook the very dust from the high iron rafters. It was a clear, resonant, mathematically perfect alpha howl. It carried no trace of human infancy, it was the pure, ringing voice of a wild predator cl

What a tragic tale I really was. “The human’s blood shall bring peace for a generation!” The Alpha cries, “It will give us the courage to stand up to our enemies and embrace our legacy as the great bears of this land!” “Now he sounds like a real cult leader,” Ruelle’s phantom says, “Oh, look, he’s going to kill you. See you in hell, Callista.” The phantom vanishes. In her place the Alpha stands, dagger raised high. “Praise be on the Goddess of the Moon!” The dagger starts to come down.

Instead, he kept on staring at her as if he wanted to say something but chose not to. Just as Alpha Alexander was about to open his mouth, Soleyah chose this moment to freefall herself. The next thing she knew, her body was falling with her back facing the ground. She spread her arms and felt the wind whipping against her body. A few meters above the ground, Soleyah twirled midair before landing on the ground while standing. The ground shattered and clouds of dust from the debris-covered ground wrapped her silhouette like a mist x-x-x-x-x SILVER HOWL PACK (Southernmost pack of the Kingdom of Cithen)

He took a while before answering me and he didn’t even bother to speak, he only nodded. “I have always had this feeling that things would turn to the worse soon, but… I never thought you’d be this cold,” I blurted. “Be careful how you speak to me. I’m the Alpha of this pack and you’re nothing but a hostage here!” he snapped at me and I flinched at the tone he used with me. This was his first time to do that. “From this moment, if you’re to address me, you’re to call me Alpha. Do you understand?” I only nodded. I wanted to be left alone. I didn’t want to be in the same place as him.

Trudy's voice dripped with venom as she leaned over the wolf, her eyes blazing with fury. "I know who you are, Lisa. I know the pack you belonged to, and I know where your family resides," Trudy continued, the wolf’s eyes widening in shock. With a swift motion, she retrieved a phone from her pocket and activated the loudspeaker, dialing a number that would bring forth a voice from the other end. "Alpha," the voice on the line responded. "Do it," Trudy commanded, her voice cold and unwavering. The sound of pleading and screams filled the air, followed by a series of gunshots that silenced everything.

"Are you not going to repeat yourself?" I'm not sure what to expect, but I'm pretty sure this is not how mates are supposed to treat each other. My blood curdles in fury but I do repeat myself, a little louder this time. "My name is Valeria Heroux, daughter of Lyon Heroux, alpha of the Shadowflame Pack of the South which currently stands a risk of crumbling under the feet of the Ironclaw Striders".

I didn’t say anything in response; I just stood there. "Well… are you going to keep standing there, or are you going to come inside?" the first one snapped at me, and I took a step into the room. I took a seat on the couch, and they kept talking as if I wasn’t right there. I didn’t know how to ask them the questions I had in mind, so I just remained quiet and listened to whatever they were saying. "My father sent word to me last night," the blonde began. "Apparently, the Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack was attacked by Alpha Aeros at an event because of a certain Omega." She turned around and looked me over.

This man still believes I’m a weak human… Alpha Hale kept his arm locked tight around my neck, his grip never loosening even a little. He walked straight into the middle of the fighting, right where wolves and hunters were still circling each other, weapons raised. He acted like he owned the whole place, like no one dared touch him. And sadly… right now, they didn’t. Then, a sound rose up—loud, clear, and strong. A series of deep, powerful howls that cut through all the noise of battle.

Morpheus had been as surprised as he was when she came into the clearing. It was almost as though she’d just appeared before him. He’d been out for a run with his wolf. When he’d reached the clearing, he laid down in the cool grass, enjoying the late spring sunrise. It was calming and he’d needed a break from all the responsibilities placed on his shoulders. Up until 6 months ago, his father had been alpha. The plan had been for him to take over once he found his mate but every year that passed without finding her, the unrest in the pack grew. Eventually, his father conceded that he would become alpha without his luna.