Supernatural Alpha Werewolf Novels & Stories

Only one kind of werewolf can be born under the Blood Moon: Alphas Werewolves born under the blood moon are stronger than other kinds of werewolves. From a Beta, to an Omega down to a Gamma. Any pup born under the Blood Moon becomes the Alpha of the pack he was born into. The term "Alpha" typically refers to the highest-ranking members in a pack of wolves or within the hierarchy of certain animal groups. Alphas are known due to specific attributes: POWERS: Enhanced Abilities: Superior strength, speed, and agility compared to other pack members.

He turns around and looks at me. “What did you do today?” He asks. “Nothing,” I reply and he gives a half smile that does not touch his tired eyes. “So your name’s Derek?” I ask out of the blues and the way his eyes widen in astonishment tells me I caught him off guard. “Yes,” he says, quickly picking himself up from the shock. “How did you know that?” He asks softly. “The scary wolf with black eyes called you Derek. Is he the Alpha?” “Right, Nate. Uh, he’s not the Alpha. He’s my best friend. One of the strongest werewolves in the territory.”

My father paused before suddenly yelling at me really loudly, "What's with the crying?! An Alpha's daughter only bleeds but never cries! Tell me, did that rascal bully you?!" I wanted to say 'No' nonchalantly, but all reason fell apart when I heard the familiar yelling. "He never loved me, Dad…" I cried and grieved like a little child. Tears poured down my face like a waterfall. They refused to stop no matter how hard I tried. I used up a lifetime of tears in that call. My father was initially quiet, but he soon cried with me as well. "Oh, my poor Rhea. Come home. Heavenly Wolf Pack will always be your home."

Grabbing their attention alone could take a whole semester, but once they got interested, they'd fuck the girlies till they forgot their own names. During my fifth grade, I developed a strange interest in fantasies and supernatural creatures. I never thought they were real until I found them, the triplet Alphas. They didn't try to hide the fact that they were supernatural, it was a big flex. Their heightened senses, sharp eyesight and insane strength all pointed to one thing: they were Alpha werewolves. And being mated to them was impossible for a plain human girl.

Something in his voice made her want to obey, to be submissive but she pushed aside the urge and kept running towards the bridge. "You used your Supreme alpha tone, Kael," Roran observed, mind-linking with Kael. "And she didn't obey. Like when has that ever happened?" Roran and Lucien were in their wolf form. They were trailing behind Kael— injured. So they were not as fast as they should have been. The Supreme Alpha's tone worked on every supernatural— witches, werewolves, vampires and even humans. Normal alphas tone didn't possess that much power. It only worked on their kind—werewolves.

I need to get his scent off me before I head back to the pack house, or else he would notice. Werewolf senses are extremely heightened four times to that of a human, so it is impossible for anyone especially the alpha to not notice. I found a lake close by and quickly dove into it. After I successfully cleaned my body and rid myself off his juices, I felt confident enough go return to the pack house. It's pack dinner tonight. And the Alpha insisted I don't fail to attend as he is going to announce something very important. I'm not sure what, and I have no clue.

I turn to look at him, and he looks at me sadly. "Come with me," he says, stepping into the moonlight. "No," I say firmly. Jake lunges at the wolf, but I quickly pull him off. "No!" I scream, distressed. "Then come with me." That wolf's aura gave me chills; it was so powerful. It's hard for me to grasp it because I'm supposed to be the alpha of alphas, and now it turns out that the legendary pack does exist. The wolf looks at me with evident fury for having kissed someone else.

I stammered out, not knowing exactly how to start my explanation. "Never mind. I heard everything, so I know what the argument is all about." She said when it became apparent that I was not going to say a word. "Oh." That was the only word that came out of my mind after hearing her. "Anyways, what I wanted to discuss with you is somewhat sensitive, but I want you to listen to me with an open mind. See, Claire, you are now here with Alex, as his mate, in this werewolf world that humans thought only exist in fairy tales." She gave a dramatic pause, building my tension. "So, what I am saying is that you have to let go of all your human ties as you are now with a man who is an Alpha." She finish

With a determined expression, he led Emily forward, their footsteps echoing in the quiet stillness. As they approached the altar, a figure emerged from the shadows, its form shifting from that of a human to a majestic, silver-furred werewolf. The creature's eyes gleamed with a mix of wisdom and ancient knowledge, a testament to its age and authority. It was the Alpha, the leader of the werewolf pack. The Alpha's voice carried a deep resonance, commanding attention as it spoke. "Welcome, Emily Harper and Adam Brentwood. You have ventured far, guided by your desire to uncover the truth. But be warned, for the truth can be a double-edged sword, revealing both light and darkness."

He asked her. "Everything." She replied. Ares gave her a nod before he started to tell about the supernatural, "Supernatural consists of many creatures. Lycans, Werewolf, Vampire, demons, angels, witches and faes. Lycans are the most powerful ones out of all of these. Their strength is unmatchable." He said. "In supernatural, every creatures have got their own pack and realm which is ruled by their Alpha. The Alpha's are the leaders who rule the pack, protect it and work of the welfare of it's people." He told her.