Werewolf Gamma Novels & Stories

the guard says with a little chuckle. I take a deep breath in and slowly let it out when I open my office door with Oswald right behind me. Two minutes later, the emissaries arrive. Two Omegas and the pack’s new Gamma who looks like he’s not a day over nineteen. They’re a surly looking bunch, a little on the dirty and smelly side, but clean for wolves that live mostly outdoors and only seek shelter when the elements force them into it. The she-wolf resembles Clara, but her face is hard and she looks much older than her sister. Life has not been good to her. The three bow before me, “Queen,” the Gamma says, “I’m Gamma Rikard.”

the gamma faced palmed himself then opened a mind link to everyone in the pack asking for all unmated she-wolves to meet him in the hall immediately. “What is this about gamma?” asked the warrior, he could see how stressed the gamma was and thought that something happened with the Damned alpha. “His Luna is here, and he wants to find her.” the warrior understood and felt sorry for the she-wolf who was mated to such a demon. They had seen how the man was in the battlefield. He was ruthless, merciless and indifferent. He could not wish his worst enemy to be mated to such a man. It wasn’t long before every she-wolf in the Eclipse Pack filled the meeting hall waiting anxiously to hear why they w

Until then, I asked Daemon more about him: "Do you know Gamma?" Daemon laughed and then added seriously, "You were added for protection and don't know Gamma? He's the strongest and most ferocious. Alpha Gamma is a quad hybrid, a massive wolf unlike any we've seen before. His fur is jet black, and his eyes are mismatched, his gaze instills fear in those around him." This description was enough to make me stay away. What would happen if I got close to such a person? I don't like breaking pack laws; I don't care about any hybrid and am proud of my pure bloodline and fidelity. I follow the Moon Goddess's rules faithfully.

I've come to terms with this being a dream of some sorts, so I'm just going to enjoy it. I watch as the wolves turn into humans and gasp, their all over the top gorgeous in human form too. I snicker inwardly, only my mind would I think that a wolf could become a human and be extordinarily gorgeous. I look at Braddock and demand he shift, yup I'm over confident in my new crazy state of mind. He complies and he's even more gorgeous as a wolf, he's huge, his fur is soft and midnight black, his peircing blue eyes have a gold circle around them and it's stunning. He bows his head to me so I can feel his fur, I feel a twinge of pain in my stomach, no please not yet, I don't want to leave my d

“Alpha Angus went fishing just now.” “Even if it's you…” I said, unknowingly arousing the Gamma. He was a male and he possibly developed a soft spot for female wolves so easily. “Just save me. Drag me, don't think about me falling. Draw me away from here and play me around. I'm stuck.” “Really?” The Gamma responded, his voice calmed by the tone at which he spoke — one of exuberance and unexpected excitement. “I will do just that.”

“The werewolves had to bite or cut off the vampire teeth bites because the officials would get suspicious. Wolf bites were normal to cops, but vampire teeth are quite distinct. It became a lot of work, having to work on corpses and all that. It threatened the peace and existence of the whole town. If anyone found out about our kind, we would be burned like witches on stakes and a lot of us would not have been borne. To protect the town, the werewolves decided the resort had to go. Your ancestors were getting a lot of money from it, so were unwilling to let go. They had always been poor and here was a chance to get rich and make a name for themselves. When they became adamant, the werewolves

"I see.. how about Epsilon?" "Epsilons are werewolves made by gammas. They are mainly made for war, they are powerful so they can help out a lot but it's alright if he is a good one. Once going rogue, I heard his power increases at 3X and he can't differentiate between good and bad. He wants destruction and harms people." Kimberly explained. Maryn nodded her head in understanding and then she questioned, "Uhh, you said they have been taken care of. Where are they now? What happened to them?"

I don't know why even though I don't like her, but I feel sad every time I remember Charmaine. Rumor has it that Edward Adler's 20-year-old youngest daughter was born an Omega. Alex explained to me that Omega is a werewolf who can't change himself into his wolf form, because that's why Omega is usually considered weaker than normal werewolves. No one could confirm this rumor because Adler confined his daughter in their fiefdom, only his first son as Alpha's successor was introduced to the public. We both think it's for that reason that Adler was so thirsty for power and strength.

“He found his mate and got married recently.” Huh? Is he talking about Hector and Rola? So the werewolf who lost his eye is—! I gasped. “Hector?” Rum laughed. “I’m surprised you remembered. Ambrose only mentioned it once. Yes, it’s him. My Gamma.” Gamma? “Kinda like Ambrose.” “He’s a rank higher than Ambrose.” Oh, so Rum’s uncle is the Beta; Hector’s the Gamma; and Ambrose is the Delta. That’s the hierarchy in the pack?

She held the ball out. The boy’s face split into a wide grin. “Gamma Hela!” I stopped walking. Gamma. Gamma Hela. I looked at Hela. The scar on her jaw. The blade at her hip. Then I remembered the flat, no-nonsense expression that had shut down the laughing warriors with a single look. The Gamma of the Blood Moon Pack. The third-highest ranking wolf in the entire pack, just below the alpha and the beta, was currently handing a ball back to a child.