Strong Alpha Wolf Novels & Stories

Liam. After I devoured my new plaything, I proceeded with my duties as the alpha. I trained my pack in the gruesome way possible. I wouldn't have become this powerful if my pack were weak. My strength as an Alpha is tied to their strength. "Come at me together!" I demanded as I was surrounded by dozens of my betas. "The first person to land a hit on me will have a wish of theirs granted!" I knew just how to motivate them. My tactics in war are an all-out attack, no mercy.

He sat down beside me and exhaled deeply. “No, I only knew your mom. She was a Sigma Wolf and my mate,” he said sullenly. “She was with my dad,” I countered and he nodded. “Your mother was a Sigma wolf, which is a rare female Alpha who can have multiple mates and a unique ability to unify packs,” he explained to me, and I eyed him blankly. “I don't understand anything that you said. What is an Alpha?” Frustration creased his brow as he glared at me.

The same smell that had been in my nightmares. One of them—the tallest—spoke first. His voice was calm. “The White Wolf. Awake at last.” Damon stepped in front of me. He was ready to fight. “You’re on Silver Crest land " he said. "Leave.. Die.” The tall one laughed. A short laugh. “We’re not here for your pack Alpha. We’re here for her.” My wolf growled inside me. A low growl came out of my throat. The tall one tilted his head. "You feel it don’t you? The pull. The destiny. You were born to end this.. To save it.. Either way—you end with us.”

I don't think he will stop anytime soon either. There's another man I've never seen before standing beside him. He's tall, tough, and very good looking. Intense black eyes and jet black hair, probably in the mid-20s. I'm guessing he's Alpha Vyacheslav of the Red Convel Pack. Red Convel Pack is known to be very strong and full of the best warriors in the world. I heard that the pack values strength. It's not uncommon for them to mate with the strongest she-wolves if they can't find mates after a certain age, just to breed strong off-springs.

But a troubled look crossed his face thinking of their improvements. An Alpha wolf is bigger, stronger, and faster than any other. They are the peak of what a wolf, and, as a result, a werewolf can be. He remembered the sudden improvements in his own skills when Tybris joined him. He thought back to their training yesterday and the skills of his twins. An Alpha shows itself even if you can't see the wolf... He shook the thought off quickly and dove back into paperwork. Trying to drown his thoughts in boredom.

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

“White signifies low strength. Black signifies growing strength. Blue signifies shaky strength. Violet signifies moderate strength. Red signifies danger. Green signifies human strength. And human strength means such a wolf is hopeless from ever attaining wolf strength.” “So, there are wolves that can never overcome their weakness?” “Yes. Those sets of wolves belong to the green category. They’ve got natural strength. Just the normal human strength. Sometimes it’s genetics, their low motivation or the will of the goddess.” “And what does yellow signify?” I asked. Her expression was unreadable. I couldn’t tell if the look she gave was a good sign or a bad one.

According to Stacy, the mother was human, and Cassandra hadn’t shifted yet, so they would be no problem for my two boys. Connor Wolf should be a wreck about now being away from his pack and his mate. The thought of the pain he had to experience filled me with immense satisfaction. Until I realized something. Rossi had paid me well for the alpha wolf, but he said nothing about the beta. I had to find out, and soon. Failure to capture the beta could prove disastrous.

So why would she expect I’d leave my mate for her, regardless of her family background and strength? “You’re absolutely sure that you’d actually rather risk putting your pack in danger than get married to my daughter?” “Yes,” I said again, my voice flat. “Not that I have any reason to be scared of you or you pack. You know that, as much as I do, Alpha Anthonio. It was why you agreed to the union in the first place,” I flexed my neck and left arm in a show of my tattoos. My acknowledged strength from all nine packs. “And you think strength is all an Alpha needs?” he chuckled, shaking his head. “A wolfless alpha wouldn’t know all it really takes to control a pack. It was why you needed us. To

I frowned and thought of Crescent's power tetrad. Axel as an Alpha is a colossal, strong, visceral wolf and has one of the strongest bites in the world, but he comes from a long line of Dubois wolves who could manipulate energy. Axel wasn't the best at his power, but he could do damage with it if he put his mind to it.