Poe Alpha's Howl Novels & Stories

Typical. “And you did not think about informing me the first day itself about it, hmm ? For a million dollars, you just sold your soul to the devil,” suddenly the Alpha’s voice dropped low but the dangerous undertone to it increased a hundredfold. “Now instead of that she wolf, I will be the one who will kill you, you mutt,” he whispered but loud enough for supernatural ears to hear and then followed an agonizing, loud cry along with a furious growl before pin drop silence ensued.

Typical. “And you did not think about informing me the first day itself about it, hmm ? For a million dollars, you just sold your soul to the devil,” suddenly the Alpha’s voice dropped low but the dangerous undertone to it increased a hundredfold. “Now instead of that she wolf, I will be the one who will kill you, you mutt,” he whispered but loud enough for supernatural ears to hear and then followed an agonizing, loud cry along with a furious growl before pin drop silence ensued.

It echoed through the forest, shaking the trees, sending birds screaming into the night and making the earth itself seem to recoil. It was the howl of an Alpha who had lost everything. And it carried only one vow… Blood would answer for blood.

Unknown: The bed’s clod without you in it, Peaches. I gritted my teeth at the grammatical error, and my own forced annoyance. It would have been funny if it wasn't him. As I debated a reply, another sticker landed. A dancing puppy, blowing more heart bubbles. This one said: "COME HOME." Nope. I dropped the phone. He wasn’t seeing reason. Blinded by his need to rewrite the past; one where I didn't leave.… Driven by the Alpha instinct to claim me. Another ping. I ignored it, focused on the road as I drove home, glancing at the Gammas stationed on patrol by the Alpha King.

Kade stood over the corpse. His chest heaved with ragged breaths, his flank torn and dripping. Blood slicked his fur, matting it to his ribs, and his left leg trembled under his weight. But his eyes—those eyes burned molten gold, untamed, unbroken. He threw back his head and loosed one final howl, a call that split the sky in two. The pack answered as one, the sound a tidal wave of loyalty and awe. The Blackwood Alpha had not just survived—he had conquered.

~ Declan ~ "Tonight," Norah whispered. I stared at the tablet, my hand tightening until the plastic casing cracked. I shut off the audio feed. I didn't need to hear any more. Krane had given the order, and the war I had been preparing for was here. My phone vibrated in my pocket. Elias. My Beta. I answered. "Report." "Alpha," Elias said, his voice tight. *"The shipping grid is down. The Kranes hit the mainframe. We’re locked out."

Serena's mother thought she had convinced Garrett and said smugly: "Exactly! So just pretend you didn't hear anything." She stepped closer, her voice dripping with false confidence. "I might as well tell you—we bribed a rogue wolf specifically to hurt Maya in that attack. We wanted her gone permanently." Her eyes gleamed with malicious satisfaction. "You'd better be smart about this, or you won't even be able to keep your Alpha position!" A vicious look flashed in Garrett's eyes. The Alpha in him finally awakened, rage building in his chest like a wildfire. "You underestimate what this Alpha is capable of."

I knew the slope of that head, the scar near his shoulder, the careful way he held his weight so he wouldn’t frighten me. But knowing was nothing like seeing. The wolf looked at me. Not a beast. Not a pet. Not a monster. Colton. The Alpha. My hand trembled against the door. He took one step forward, then stopped, waiting. Always waiting. The ache behind my ribs loosened and hurt at the same time. “Come back,” I whispered. His ears angled toward me. “Please.” The wolf lowered his head once. Almost like a promise. Then he turned toward the woods. Before he crossed into the trees, he lifted his muzzle and howled.

I saw it coming, but I didn't believe it. I see how our warriors are losing the battle, being overwhelmed by the horde of rogues who seem commanded or trained to attack in series and from this stage I hear a loud roar of deep pain. The alpha has just lost his Luna, because of three rogues who attacked her at the same time. She died defending the last pup that were leaving the place. Taking advantage of the instantaneous and crushing pain of losing half of your soul, a gray wolf attacks the alpha, tearing his neck to pieces. The alpha didn't fight. He only let himself be killed by the pestilent rogue. I desperately scream “Noooo”!!!!

I whispered. The scout grabbed my wrist, his eyes wide with terror. “They don’t die,” he rasped. “We cut them down, burned them, but they rose again. Eyes like fire… their shadows fought with them” He coughed, crimson spilling from his lips. “The Alpha is coming.” His hand went limp in mine. That night, they struck.