Two Alpha Wolves Novels & Stories

Alpha was not done yet. He growled at them, challenging them to attack again. The wolves froze in their places, unable to think of their next move. Alpha took advantage of their laziness and nicked the wolf standing on the extreme left of the formation. Dragged him by his legs and behind a big boulder where he easily hacked him into pieces. The wolves finally woke and chased after Alpha seeking him behind a large boulder but as they reached it there was no sign of Alpha just blood and bones…remains of their friend.

Most of the time they were Allies to all packs that would allow them access to resupply and squat on the land for a little time. Jake’s pack had their own territory, but they preferred the freedom the land offered. The elderly wolves would stay behind and tend to the land. Their pack was the only one with two alphas and two beta’s that weren’t twins. They had the traveling alpha and beta and the reserved alpha and beta. Jake was now one of the reserved Alpha.

Be careful," I cautioned her as she flipped the first page in the book. Putting an end to her rush, she flipped the pages of the book slowly. I saw many stories of wolves. One page captured my attention. "Wait a minute," I said, stopping Damia. She opened the page and started to read to see what grabbed my attention. "The Alphas, who have black fur, are the most powerful wolves. There were two different kinds of black wolves that the members of this pack were scared of when they lived inside the forest many years ago, when the pack was not as modern as it is today. The first one has blue eyes, and the second one has red eyes. If they were to come into contact with one another during any war,

Besides, he just knew it— call it a gut feeling— that it was the same wolf. He felt his own wolf’s curiousness as it stared its kindred brother down, and then he felt it take a curious step forward. One step. Another, Another. And then they were finally standing face to face. Two Alpha wolves. One male, The other female. One a full blooded beast, The other partly human.

A few short seconds later, the screen divided into two parts and the faces of the two Alphas came into view. Devon was fare skinned with what we liked to call "pretty boy" looks, completed with blond hair and blue eyes; while Aiden had mocha skin and black hair and dark brown eyes. But both were equally powerful, dominant male wolves and they were also the only two packs present in China. Separately, their packs didn’t come close to my strength, but if they ever joined forces, they will become the strongest pack in the planet with almost six hundred wolves under their command. Fortunately, they were too egoistic to submit to one another, so those two uniting any time soon would be out of the

Together, the three Alphas began to strip down, folding their clothes neatly as their betas and gammas joined the front. Trevor caught Trixie’s eye before shifting. She stood a few paces behind the crowd, arms crossed loosely, her expression unreadable. He nodded once. I’ll be back soon. With a final howl, the three Alphas shifted, fur exploding from skin, and massive wolves stood where men once were. Trevor’s wolf was a deep, silvery-gray with gleaming golden eyes, towering in stature.

Said a man, as he slowly came down the stairs, his voice reverberated around the cell. "I'm glad you're finally awake, I could have sworn you were dead," He smiled at her as he came into view, standing in front of her cell. I could tell that he was a high-ranking wolf from the way he carried himself. He wasn't an Alpha, I would have been able to sense that if he had been, but I knew he was most likely a Beta or a Delta, one of the Alpha's second or third in command. The Alphas were the strongest of any wolf pack, they were also the highest and purest of any bloodline, a position which they were born it. The Betas and Deltas were often chosen by the Alphas from the strongest in their packs, u

The same smell that had been in my nightmares. One of them—the tallest—spoke first. His voice was calm. “The White Wolf. Awake at last.” Damon stepped in front of me. He was ready to fight. “You’re on Silver Crest land " he said. "Leave.. Die.” The tall one laughed. A short laugh. “We’re not here for your pack Alpha. We’re here for her.” My wolf growled inside me. A low growl came out of my throat. The tall one tilted his head. "You feel it don’t you? The pull. The destiny. You were born to end this.. To save it.. Either way—you end with us.”

It’s still a unique concept for me to grasp that Carnage Wolves have multiple Alphas, not just one single Alpha in charge. In the Blood moon Pack, we only called Bryson the Alpha. There were other wolves with alpha-like tendencies, but they were never given the designation. Whereas here on Carnage Island, pretty much seventy percent of the wolves are Alphas. The rest are all Betas, and then a handful of rogue wolves. The rogue wolves don’t attend the ceremony, something Jake mentioned as we wandered to the beach. While he keeps them in line, they are free to roam the island at will so

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.