Novel & Cerita Three Alpha Wolves

She was answered by the painful howl of a wolf. Her heart leapt as she stared back at the three alpha's, their bodies tensed and eyes filled with tension and worry. That was when she knew there was a huge TROUBLE.

The other two wolves emerged from behind the mansion, their fur a darker, more foreboding shade that seemed to blend seamlessly with the shadows. The three wolves padded towards Nicholas, their eyes fixed on their Alpha with a deep, unwavering loyalty. As they drew closer, they fell into step before him, their howls merging with his in a chorus of sorrow and defiance. Together, the four werewolves stood as one, their voices echoing through the night, a testament to their unbreakable bond and their shared commitment to their pack.

I was at advantage with my height but that doesn’t mean that both of them are lacking. Alpha Riley and Alpha Zacharious. Together with I, we made the Tri-Alpha, three sets of Alpha who rules the world of wolves and rogues. We do not have our own pack because every pack answers to us. Once their Alpha swore their oath of obedience to us, their pack is our pack.

They made sure to stay in the shadows so the sun wouldn't singe their skin. The large wolf with black glossy fur and eyes as silver as the moon growled lowly at Dimitri and Ambrosia. A ginger colored wolf only slightly smaller than the black stood ready to attack. The last wolf was gray with black tufts of fur. I deduced that the three wolves were Alpha, Beta, and Delta. All male.

"All three of them. That's insane, Lira. Do you know how lucky you are?" Lucky. Numbness spread through me despite the hot water. The truth was out. "Three Alphas," Tova continued with awe in her voice. "Three of the strongest, most powerful wolves in the territory. And they all want you." She squeezed my shoulder. "Most girls would kill for that." She leaned closer and dropped her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "So what are you going to do? Are you going to pick one of them? Or..." She grinned wickedly. "Are you going to keep all three?"

I nodded whilst contemplating and controlling myself to just pin her into the tree and have a taste of her luscious lips. If I have a wolf, it will surely growl out of excitement. However, that’s what makes us unique. The Tri-Alpha doesn’t have any wolves inside of them. It’s not a weakness but it’s a strength for the three of us because our wolves is ourselves. We’re in union of ourselves, combined, intoxicated by each other, forming a dangerous and strong alpha. That’s why we’re called to rule. Instead of my wolf, it’s my mind who does the thinking. One kiss and you’ll finally leave her behind without thinking about her.

Beta cautioned. Gamma, a spirited and curious wolf, raised their head, their voice filled with determination. "But we have each other, our unwavering spirit, and the strength of our unity. Together, we can overcome any obstacle that comes our way," Gamma proclaimed. As they ventured deeper into the wilderness, the pack encountered towering mountains blocking their path. Alpha, their gaze fixed upon the daunting peaks, called upon the pack for their input. "These mountains pose a formidable challenge. How shall we overcome them?" Alpha asked, their voice carrying an air of curiosity.

I have to sit quietly and listen to the males as best as I can in this pack. "Sorry, I dozed off." It isn't a lie since snores from other wolves – male wolves- echoed the quiet room in this long meeting that the Alpha, the Beta - my father- and the Theta –our third in command- called forth for the mate-less wolves eighteen or older in the pack to remind them that they will be taking part in The Run and the rules to follow.

Sophie said and Ryle nodded in agreement as they waited for their mother to continue with the story. Natalie gave them a sad smile before she went on. "Once upon a time, there a Mother and Father who had three beautiful pups who were very strong. The mother and father loved their pupd very much, and they grew up beautifully. They were all warriors in own their special ways. One became the Alpha, the other became the Beta and the youngest one out of them all became the best warrior no one had ever seen! They were all so unique in their very own ways, and they led their pack with honesty, loyalty and passion that the pack became the strongest pack out of all the packs in the Werewolf kingdom.

I wasn’t impressed by this and wanted to know who it was. In our world, the highest-ranking wolves are Alpha’s with their large black wolves, Betas come next with a smaller gray wolf, then the Gammas with their white wolves. At the bottom are the Omegas, but it's only because they have small wolves with any color pelt. The Omegas outnumbered Alphas, Betas and Gammas massively. “Let’s go in and get homework done while I make everyone dinner. Can you three gentlemen hunt down the table leaf and extra chairs when you’re done?” Cat asked.