Novel & Cerita Werewolf Alpha Romance Books

He found it hilarious that I was into werewolf romance novels. “So you have a thing for hot werewolf alphas?” He chuckled. “You know some of those stories are stupid, don’t you? Especially that one. What’s it called? Yeah, The Alpha’s Destiny. Werewolves don’t have powers nor do they live until they’re ten thousand. That author must be on some crack.” He shook his head. “Well, it’s better than the zombie comics you have stashed under your bed,” I retorted. “If you don’t stop making fun of my reading materials, I will show Valko your nerd stash,” I warned.

Stephen quickly said as the rest of them sat down. "We aren't really sure what happened, our alpha accepted a few wolves, then started making all these changes. Required us to fight each other for entertainment." Brier replied. "When did the new ones arrive?" Alley asked. "A few months ago I think. All the omegas were pushed to the outer sides of the pack." The woman replied. "What else?" Jackson asked. "They tried to take children, very few omegas have kids. We don't know where they took them or what happened to them but if any of us fought back they just killed us." Brier replied looking at Sandy. So that's what happened to her parents, they hid her away and protected her. "Have any of you

Ugh why am I so concerned about someone who has a mate already. We enter her office, and I must say it is not what I expected. I was expecting something really girly. On the contrary it was sophisticated. Soft blue walls with white furniture. What caught my eye was the huge wall-to-wall bookcases, that were wrapped around two walls. One wall of bookcases was nothing but medical books, while the other bookcases were of all things’ Werewolves, our laws, traditions, different types of Werewolves. I am utterly impressed by this little Alpha.

"You can't? Aren't you just like them? I mean, from what I've learned so far, an Alpha is like a king." "I am only an Alpha on the outside, Arwa. A true Alpha has a wolf. A wolf is an important aspect of our life, but I don't have it. Or better yet, I've never shifted." "Why?" she asked softly, inching a bit closer to me. I could smell her, a sweet and flowery fragrance which made me ball my hands into fists. She didn't even realize the effect she had on me, or how badly I wished I could have her. But I had to control myself, because she was not mine to claim. Yet.

Every coin, every cent, was accounted for. Damien stood trying so hard not to show he was trembling. The Alpha, who once stood high and mighty, whose words were judgment and Laws, now stood before the crowd, unable to show his face. His shames were exposed. Exmach pack sent its witness. This was the first time in the history of werewolves that an alpha sold off his title. Elder Lucien stood up and read: “For the dishonour and the debt owed to the land, the pack, and the moon Goddess, Alpha Damien of Greymoon pack shall give the Alpha title of Greymoon pack by right of the Council. “

He wiped away my tears with his plump, little hand. "I have the best mommy in the world. I'm not sad anymore, so don't be sad too, Mommy." The more understanding Ari was, the more it hurt me. I was the daughter of the Heavenly Wolf Pack's packmaster. I had been in love with the heir of Moon Shadow Pack, Rook, for five years. That was the reason why I made a deal with a witch. "I'm willing to sacrifice half of my life if I can be with Rook."

I growl at the man Dimitri still holds. The man smiles, blood pooling from his mouth. "Our Alpha." He laughs. A female can't be an alpha. No one would follow her. Except she's got her fighters going again. Everyone moves as the man laughs. Their fighters shift, attacking my fighters again. Why would these men follow a she wolf? I don't wait around for answers. Instead, I follow my men chasing the she wolf.

The looks she’d give me, heated and knowing, like she could smell exactly how much I wanted her. Because she could. Wolves couldn’t lie with scent, and mine probably screamed arousal every time she walked into a room. But I’d held firm. I kept my distance. Reminded myself over and over that she was Rob’s daughter, that she was too young, that I was twice her age and the Alpha of another pack. It didn’t matter that she was eighteen now. Didn’t matter that she was unmated and fully mature. Didn’t matter that my wolf was constantly pushing at my control, demanding I claim what was ours.

uffling in the woods in the direction the rogue came from, and I see two more wolves come out into the clearing. We’re they enemy or friend? It was hard to tell. Looking closer at their disheveled appearance and the way they are stalking towards us I make the conclusion that they are not friendly. We are clearly outnumbered. Shit shit shit I think to myself, what am I going to do. I can’t leave them. Suddenly I look up at the moon and realize it’s the equinox and feel the surge of power inside of me. Just then I hear a snap and a howl that would send your teeth on edge. I see Ajax shifting back into Alex, his leg clearly broken from the fight. Alpha Leo tries to get to his son, but is fighti

another elder intones. Alphas are creatures made of aggression. It’s a simple fact, born because werewolf society favored the strong. To be the strongest in the pack didn’t mean to be the most aggressive, but the rise to the top was never smooth. No Alpha in Crescent Ridge’s history ever took on the leadership position without a few challenges. But the elders aren’t worried about this piece of common sense.