Strong Alpha Wolf Novels & Stories

I answered as I spoke into the microphone placed in front of me. A woman raised her hand, who I recognized as Alpha Mira of the Solitary Pack. She had my respect because she was the only female Alpha I had come across and regulating a pack was a hard task. “Why don't we all join forces then? After all, the war is bound to affect everyone; Every supernatural being and even humans,” she spoke in a genteel tone. She had a point, but a werewolf’s pride was intoxicating. This was something she wouldn't understand because women were selfless and thought of what would be best for everyone. But that was not the case here amid power-hungry men, who only thought selfishly.

His wolf, I realized. He was Alpha, and alphas had significantly more strength than the rest of us. Their wolves could bring anyone to their knees if they willed it. It all depends on the strength of the Alpha, and the strength of the wolf they wish to break. Unfortunately for me, I was the weakest there was. Sweat beaded on my forehead as I looked away while begrudgingly taking his hand. I couldn't resist the pull and I couldn't fight back the pressure of his wolf's presence.

The second boasted, twirling her hair around her fingers. “I have more chances here.” The first retorted. It was no surprise that these ladies were arguing over who was going to be the mate of our 25-year-old Alpha. Alpha Keegan was the cruelest, most arrogant, aggressive, ruthless, temperamental, cold, authoritative, and strongest Alpha that ever lived. He had earned his power by working hard and dominating territories because he was blessed with an undefeatable, strong, and large wolf.

I said as I watched tears form once more in her eyes. “We will get your wolf back and I am going to bet she will be as magnificent as you are,” I vowed to her. I did believe her wolf was special. She was an Alpha by birth. Alpha wolves had strong wolves. I had no idea what to expect, but I knew she would be amazing.

I could feel his angry rising, especially when he thought another man was in my life. “No,” I hushed him, cupping his face. “I am in my 20s and I haven't shifted. My wolf is weak. I am lower than an omega. You are an Alpha and your wolf is super strong and powerful. You can't be seen with me. An Alpha doesn't settle for an omega.” I tried to convince him, but he had a stubborn look plastered on his face.

An alpha was blessed with an aura that made him powerful and the symbol of strength to the pack. Alphas always had a strength that set them apart from an ordinary werewolf, and made them an obvious leader. An alpha had the same abilities that werewolves had but they could it ten times, even hundred times better. They were just that unique. I couldn’t imagine what would make an alpha to lose that kind of strength and make him as weak as an omega –maybe even weaker.

"Tell me what was supposed to happen." And Elizabeth understood why James was making Bass speak; the more of his plan that was revealed to every wolf around him, the more deceptive Bass looked. The greater the amount of wolves that called for James' victory, the stronger he would be. The Alpha was a difficult titles to hold. An Alpha was immeasurably stronger than any other wolf in the pack, no other wolf could match the Alpha's strength. But the Alpha's strength was conditional.

“Alpha?” “Yes. Alpha are ones of the strongest werewolves and are considered the leaders of the race of werewolves. They are the strongest among werewolves. They have more abilities than normal werewolves. They can hypnotize, can make you weak by the strong smell released by their hormones, or even shift into animals.

" Theresa gulped down saliva, as a rehearsal for getting prepared and letting go of her fear deep down she knew there was no better Alpha than her son. Was it cost or Dwight? " Of course, Dwight. There will be no greater ruler than you, " she said as a drop of tears rolled down her eyes. Dwight moved to her. "Then, why are you crying? Why do I get the feeling, you do not seem to accept me? " Theresa cried. " We are werewolves, we cry, " she said beating her chest. " But son believe me your thoughts are wrong. " He held her shoulder. " Listen to me Mum, I just hope you are not against me ruling and I hope you are not hiding anything from me. I can be very headstrong but that is by the way. I

“ I have to find my wolf else, all my plans come down to nothing, no school or firm will be ready to take a werewolf that is without a wolf” “ You will find your wolf, I can smell her inside of you! ”. Draven expressed and they all seemed surprised. “ You can smell her wolf? ”. Sebastian asked with his eyes widened. “ The Alpha has an immersed sense of smell and strength that no one else has”. Asher finally spoke, hoping to clear their confusion. “ If he can smell your wolf, then she is there, she just needs something like a push-up”. “ Push up? What is that? ”. Vivian ask.