Two Alpha Wolves Novels & Stories

I fastened up my speed, and by the time I reached there, as I thought, a bloody scene greeted me. All the brown Wolves were my Alpha's and their beta, as well as Delta's. While at the opposite side, there were a few Rogues, and one of them, in the front was Aurora because she was the only one who got white fur. And behind her was a big brown Wolf and two ash color Wolfs, as well as a few Wolfs behind them.

he says as he scrunches up his nose. He looks at me knowingly, and I purse my lips and avoid eye contact. "Both of us?" Mavy asks and shoots me a glance. "Mavy must have rubbed off on me Alpha." Alpha's are bigger, better, and their senses are 10 times stronger than the average wolf. I know he could see through my lie. "Hmm..." Alpha Joshua murmurs. He seemed to be mulling something over as Mavy ripped open the bag of chocolates.

no doubt. A lazy smile was dancing over his lips, matching mine when I opened my eyes. Swiftly he spun, slightly up in the air and he landed in a beautiful black wolf, pure black, shining, his eyes are gorgeous in wolf-form, too. I have seen only Alphas with the same eye colours. Strange! Perhaps they hold more power and rule their community. I don't know.

“It’s not, Alpha? Aren’t you going to question me about events while you were gone?” “Yes,” I said, “but I’m already pleased by your performance. Nothing burned down and I have the same number of wolves when I returned as when I left.” “Ah, that is not technically true, Alpha,” Sandra said. “It’s not?” “You have one more wolf now than you did before you left. The she-wolf Carla and her mate Tyler welcomed their first pup the day before yesterday. They have a healthy boy, and both mother and child are doing well.”

Blaze and Tyler, their clothes torn and disheveled, hastily scramble to their feet, their heads bowed low in deference. In the presence of their alpha, the wolves instinctively submit, acknowledging his power and authority. The grandeur of the moment is not lost on them, as their hearts race with a mix of reverence and trepidation. The alpha's arrival serves as a reminder of the hierarchy and unity within the pack, emphasizing the importance of respect and discipline. As the silence lingers, the alpha's gaze sweeps over the scene, his eyes taking in the aftermath of the confrontation. His expression remains stern, a subtle warning to the wolves that such behavior will not be tolerated.

a young wolf shouted, joining the chorus of voices filled with confusion and concern. Both wolves scrambled to their feet, shaking off debris and fur. Dad’s wolf, relentless, caught Alpha off guard with a furious growl. He lunged at William, clamping his teeth down hard on the Alpha wolf’s neck. The Alpha howled in pain, bucking wildly in an attempt to assert his dominance over the Beta wolf.

The muffled sounds of pleasure continued to rage through my ears and instantly, I knew it was from Stanley's room. At first, the moanings were from a female but while I lingered, a more baritone voice yelled in ecstasy, and right away, I knew it was Stanley. It had to his sassy girlfriend‒Amanda. She was the only daughter of Alpha Thomas, the third greatest pack in ranking‒the Red moon pack. She was yet to have her wolf, but had the certainty that my brother, oh, foster brother was her mate. The moaning got louder, irritating my nerves. “Do they think we are all deaf?” I gritted my teeth in anger.

ALPHA RYAN POV The alert sounded throughout the pack link again; every wolf born and pledged to the pack would have been awoken to the growing urgency of the alert. Trinity Falls Pack was under another attack. The rogues were relentless, and I couldn’t figure out their attack pattern. They had already struck the north wall twice and were now striking at the western border. “Alpha, we are under siege.” One of my head warriors reached out. I rushed into the packhouse. I needed to ensure that Britt was in the bunkers, yet it looked like she had taken another sleeping pill. She was still sound asleep in our bed.

Alpha Luca of the Red River Pack, a young alpha who takes over after his father’s demise, lies between two she-wolves on his bed. One running her hands over his chest and kissing him, the other sucking him off, when the door suddenly flies open. He sighs in exasperation. “What is it now?” “Sorry to interrupt, Alpha.” His beta stands by the door, refusing to look at the naked she-wolves. “You were blocking me through the mind link…”

But they stood. We all stood. Adele moved closer, her flank brushing mine, steadying herself—and me. The trees parted. Wolves emerged from the shadows. Not rogues. Not enemies. But alphas. Dozens of them. Every alpha from every pack stepped into the clearing—bigger, stronger, radiating raw fury. And behind them? Their warriors. Lines and lines of them, each one glaring daggers at the rogues still snarling around us. The rogues froze.