Supernatural Alpha Werewolf Novels & Stories

I said then hurriedly went upstairs but I heard something my brother mumbled something. I just shrugged it off and went inside my room then took out my notebook. Three words are written in the notebook. Alpha Luna Alpha’s Mate I immediately grab my laptop to search on the web because I don't have any idea about these words. I never heard these words before. Alpha An Alpha Werewolf is the leader of a pack of werewolves. It is the strongest, most powerful, and by far the most lethal variety of Werewolf. Alpha's are said to possess great power and wisdom.

My father confesses, “Well, let’s get back to the subject at hand. The girl.” “The girl.” I repeat, nodding, “What shall we do?” “If the girl is human, letting her know about werewolves and our pack would be a mistake, a dangerous one at that,” The Alpha states, “So before she gets to know anything, we needed to see if she is supernatural or not.”

said Connor. Althea was looking at him, jaw dropped. “I? I am an Alpha?” she asked in disbelief. “In all my life I have heard I am a rogue and you are telling me I am an Alpha,” she said in disbelief. “No, you are not rogue, You are the Alpha of Canis Lupus, see we all are Canis Lupus, the very first werewolves race,” said the woman. “Elaina, we have to tell her the whole story,” said Connor.

I became popular, gained access to high society, places that are strictly by invitation. And then, when I was 25, five years into my research of the supernatural, I met a werewolf. A real one. Xavier Creighton. I remember being awed. A werewolf in the flesh. Somewhere underneath his charm and expensive clothes was a furry beast that came out on the full moon. It was fascinating for me. I learned he was an Alpha, the Supreme Alpha of America. Some said he was a beast, a true monster, one that chose civility out of his volution. A man capable of great violence but instead choosing peace. I also heard he had a daughter. A daughter that Rune would meet in the future and become best friends with.

Oliver said. Alpha Lucifer didn’t stand out in size, He was built like a typical Bulgarian civilian, unlike the towering werewolves from Andovia and Estonia and yet just looking at him you could feel the weight of his presence. Alphas were extraordinarily powerful, Legend claims they walk with the gods blessing, marked by divine favor. On closer look you could see his Beta, Daniel greywood. The beta was the second in command of the country, he was also the alphas right hand man. Daniel greywood was in his werewolf form, walking beside Lucifer as he strode to his seat.

“Don’t try to stop me, Tabitha. My wolf won’t let this go. He’s already screaming. You feel that? That’s rage. That’s vengeance. And nothing, not even you, can stop it now.” She walked to me slowly, touched my arm. “Promise me you won’t let it consume you.” I gave her a broken smile. “It has consumed me already. Too late.” Just then, a loud knock shattered the tension in the room. I tensed. My wolf rose again. “Who is it?” I barked. “It’s… it’s Cedric, Alpha.” Cedric, one of my top scouts. I ran my hand through my hair, already annoyed. “What do you want?”

Hendrix fell on his face, pleading for his life. "Your majesty, have mercy! It was my wolf's week and I had to shift so I needed to excuse myself from your presence." Hendrix cowered. "But when I was back, all that had happened had already happened." Hendrix knew more than anyone else what the Alpha was capable of doing. He was no man or beast, he was a demon; one more than ready to kill. Alex remembered he had mentioned something about his wolf's week to him before but he still felt something was off.

She had always wanted to see other supernatural beings, and now she had stumbled into werewolf territory. Deeper into the woods, Lexi suddenly noticed something moving out of the corner of her eye. She quickly ducked behind the tree, peeking out from behind her to get a better view. That’s when she saw it for the first time: the alpha of the wolf pack. He was imposing, with bulging muscles and fierce blue eyes that seemed to pierce right through her. Lexi couldn't take her eyes off him. For a moment she forgot she was a vampire and he was a werewolf. All she could think about was pulling him harder to herself. It was as if nothing she had ever felt, a burning desire that swallowed up her eve

my mom inquired, raising an eyebrow, her curiosity piqued. “Yes.” “Who?” she asked, leaning in. “He’s from a high-status family,” I said, a hint of pride in my voice despite the fear rising in me. “Oh, really?” “And he’s very brave.” “Oh?” “Rich.” “Really?” “And he’s an alpha,” I added. “Oh,” my mother said, her smile growing. “Now that’s interesting.” “A werewolf alpha.” “Sorry?” My mother’s smile faltered, her expression shifting to one of disbelief. “What did you say?”

"No sex." "Then you have a deal," she said. He scoffed. "A deal, my ass. Like you are some property." He pushed off the wall and walked to her, slowly morphing in shape until his beast was partially out. His eyes glowered and hair sprouted along his face. "I, Alpha-king, Mitch Chester, last surviving son of the Lycan race and King of the Alpine mountain Kingdom of Wolves asks you, Anna Kylin, daughter of Alpha Charles Kylin, to be his chosen mate."