Werewolf Gamma Novels & Stories

Even though I already knew the answer, I needed her to confirm it for me. "Paxton." Surprised, I glanced at her. "Alpha Alex and Beta Johnston's pack? I'm aware of their Delta but haven't heard about another Gamma there," I remarked. “That's because, like Delta Lance, I frequently reside in Human Town. The first Gamma, Gazion, handles my primary responsibilities within the pack until there are threats to our safety that require my involvement. My Alpha has summoned me back because we are preparing for war with Moon Shine, they have taken the Luna and refuse to return her. Under Werewolf laws, this justifies going to war."

he shouted and laughed harder. Beta Collin glared at Gamma Ashton, “glad you’re finding this amusing fucker,” he looked at me, “they can’t be serious about this,” he shook his head, “I’m a werewolf, the pup would be a hybrid, certainly she would want a full blooded witch.” I shrugged, “I’m very serious and you are her choice for a sperm donor.” His eyes widened, “so she wants me to jack off into a cup for her, what the hell Alpha.”

A loud howl escaped my mouth as soon as I got to the the top of a hill. My fur was longer now, I couldn't wait to see my new appearance, I could feel it, I was totally different now. I trod down to the stream. I held a gasp as I stared at my reflection. My fur was longer and my eyes were glowing. I didn't need a soothsayer to tell me, I had transformed into a Gamma wolf! The Gamma wolf was no ordinary werewolf, it was a wolf specifically chosen by the goddess to represent her on earth. I guess this purple moon of a thing was really true.

“…I’ve seen you grieve your loss...” I remember how you kept going. “…I’ve seen your strength. I don’t deserve to fight alongside you. I cannot shift into a wolf to lead you. I’m powerless and weak, and this is why I need you. Beyond that clearing is your Alpha, your Beta, and your Head Gamma. I need your strength. I need you to fight. I’m just a wolf-less werewolf, but ask you, will you fight with me?” I voiced the question aloud, my chest heaving. It was silent for seconds that I thought they’d back out when a unified shout broke out.

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

That's why they were werewolves- Good healing ability, depending on the rank of their wolf. Omegas healed slower while Gamma wolves healed almost as well as the Beta wolves. Mel and Rolandro were Beta wolves. If either of them could get a good ranking and score in the forthcoming competition, then he would be upgraded to an Alpha wolf. "It's unexpected that you can make us crash against our will. You'd make a good warrior, miss Lavana." one of them said. "I... Thank you...."

Blake smirked, gesturing at Jasmine’s cousin who was currently clenching his fists, standing a few feet away, watching us. “Wulfric, if anything happens to my mate, I just want you to know that I will behead you without hesitation.” Alex scowled at Blake. “Relax, Adalwolf. Nothing is going to happen. I’m going to gather all my best warriors to go with my beta to keep watch. And then you and I will sneak over the border.” “Why me?” “Because we’re the only two people I know who have a high tolerance to wolfsbane. So if we get shot, we’re the most likely to survive.”

"I would also be curious about any mentions of a Gamma Werewolf. I have heard stories since I was young, but I never thought they were real. However, now we have a potential sighting of one. It attacked Mora pack. I saw it when I opened a channel to a surviving warrior. It was huge." "Well, that I can verify. We heard about the attack, and the Elders began hearing rumors about the Werewolf. Gamma Werewolves do exist, but they are extremely rare. The last Gamma known to live on the peninsula was five hundred years ago. This newest beast is undoubtedly a Gamma Werewolf. He did not originate from here, but he is definitely among us now." "He is a Rogue. How can a rogue be a Gamma Werewolf?"

Gamma Everly raises her fists in anticipation of the oncoming attack, but doesn’t shift. Still watching through the bushes, I smirk. Refusing to fight another werewolf in their wolf form is one of the greatest insults to a werewolf’s combat ability, and Alpha Jameson deserves to be thoroughly humiliated before we tear him to pieces. Gamma Everly moves in a blasting red streak, kicking and punching and weaving between the mass of wolf bodies charging towards her, but they’re even tougher opponents now than they were before. Under the relentless onslaught, Gamma Everly seems to waver ever so slightly. While she still has her usual advantage, she seems more tired than usual, almost overwhelmed.