Two Alpha Wolves Novels & Stories

I definitely didn't get two of the most dangerous wolves on the continent. This should have been a dream. It was a nightmare. I stumbled backward, my shoulders hitting the cold marble pillar. I needed to run. I needed to breathe. I needed to disappear before they noticed the maid in the corner with the shaking hands, the borrowed uniform and the dead wolf that was suddenly very, very alive. Too late. In the center of the Grand Hall, both men stopped at the exact same moment. Like someone had hit pause on the whole world. The terrifying Alphas stiffened. The entire hall watched in silence as the two most powerful men on the continent flared their nostrils, inhaling sharply.

He kept wiping his sweaty palms on his dark trousers looking out the windshield as if we were driving straight off a cliff. “No, Dane,” I replied dryly, staring out the window at the passing trees. “It is actually a terrible idea. We are driving directly into a camp of feral and angry wolves led by a man who wants to rip my father's throat out. But I am the future Alpha of this territory. I do what I have to do.” Dane swallowed hard with his Adam's apple bobbing in his thick neck. “Right. Of course, sir.” I leaned my head against the glass, holding back a bitter and sarcastic laugh. What a massive lie.

I knew that I would never be able to go back there again, and it broke my heart. I made my way to the pack house, where the Alpha was waiting for me. He could see the pain on my face and the tears in my eyes. He took my hand and led me inside. "It's going to be okay," he said softly. "I'll take care of you." I wanted to resist, to tell him that I didn't want his help, but I couldn't find the words. I was too broken and too lost. So, I stayed there, in the pack house, trying to pick up the pieces of my shattered life. The Alpha gave me a purpose, making me the head of the omegas. It wasn't what I had imagined for my life, but it was something.

Bella is our coworker, but she has decided to make it her life mission to make my life a living hell. Aside from Jesse, Bella is the next oldest worker here. She was already working here when I came. She hated me right from the start because I am from the UK. Apparently some wolves in California actually hate UK wolves. There are five wolf packs here in America. Moonstone pack. Night Walker Pack. Wind Winder Pack. Dark Moon Pack. Shadow Pack. The Moon Stone pack is where I am. They are ruled by two powerful Alphas, who are twins. The Alphas are the most powerful in the whole of the five packs residing in America.

I turned back to my laptop and read through the words again for the millionth time. "An Alpha is the leader of a pack of werewolves. It is the strongest, most powerful and by far the most lethal variety of Werewolf."I continued reading with the lump in my throat and the trembling of my voice. "The Alpha's are the strongest, wisest, highest-ranking members of the wolf pack, as they hold absolute control over their pack members,"My eyes scrolled down. There was a lot of information. "The Alphas are responsible for leading the pack on the hunt,"I paused.

But eventually, I was able to make him out as he was running with three other huge wolves I presumed were Ryan, Jude, and his brother’s wolves, moving past the still alive pack members who they barely injured just to get them out of the way, leaving them for the other warriors to finish, and seeking out the most important member, its alpha. They met in the middle of a hallway. His wolf was just as big as the other alphas. Charcoal black with crazy, glowing green eyes that had my body trembling in fear just from the sight of him standing still, observing his opponents. Standing next to him was another wolf with dark brown fur and almost the same stealth as alpha king’s wolf; his beta no doubt

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.

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.

he replied coldly, making me want to slap his arrogant face. I couldn't decide which heartbreaking fight to focus on as I watched the two wolves in front of me. The white wolf with a black streak on his head and emerald green eyes was Alpha Alex. And the jet black wolf with burning red eyes was Alpha Rey. Both of them fought fiercely, and the land of the Blood Pack seemed to be a silent witness to the fight between the two Alphas. Hard blows and sharp bites hurt both sides. Their Alpha instincts were so strong that neither would give in.