Werewolf Male Names Novels & Stories

change. It was a grotesque, beautiful horror. Bones snapped and elongated. Skin rippled as fur retreated into pores. In a matter of seconds, three naked, panting men stood in the dirt, their bodies covered in scars and fresh, bleeding gashes. "He’s losing his grip, boys," one of the men spat, wiping blood from his mouth. "An Alpha who can't control his hunger for a human girl is a liability." The black wolf—Zayden—didn't shift. He stood his ground, a low, earth-shaking growl vibrating through his massive chest. His golden eyes locked onto the men, a silent promise of death.

It would be surely noticed. They are his brothers? To confirm my suspicion. James introduced himself “royal wolf Jamiel voldov. courtesy name Death. gift shadow. Family gift, lust. Jesus, I do not want to know what earned him that name. beside me Hailey shifted closer to Dailey and James raised his right brow.

“Adolf? No. The only Adolf I know is my brother’s wolf.” “Wolf?” He nods his head. “Yeah, my brother Ares’ wolf is named Adolf. My wolf is Luka, and Atlas’ wolf is named Roul.” I step back, stunned. Adolf, I mean Ares, never told me that he had brothers, nor that they were identical triplets. He told me his name was Adolf, but that seems to be his wolf’s name. Why did he keep that information from me? Why did he lie about his name?

I’m to be respected as the next Alpha, but with Meeari I’m another person, I let slide many things for her. “Rudolff? Your second name is Rudolff? Give me a break.” Paul bursted in laughter at the mention of my second name. “It’s a family tradition, the first male is to be named after his ancestor to honor the werewolf that started the Greenway line.” Merari answered, trying to defend me. She is always like this, we may come head to head and that gets into my nerves but she is willing to fight for me. I love her for that.

Luciano glanced at Talia to confirm that she didn’t react when the man called him ‘Mr. Blake’, and Luciano took that as her approval. Yup, she didn’t mind using his last name. There was a time when werewolves didn’t have last names. Even in modern times, they identify themselves by their first name, the pack they belong to, and their position. However, since they are coexisting with humans, each werewolf family has a surname. It helps them blend in.

However, I refuse to believe that any grown male-werewolf does cry, as he had said. Werewolves are strong. Especially, male werewolves that have attained a certain level of longevity are even stronger, faster, and more violent than any other. More reasons why there are more male Alphas than female Alphas in the history of werewolves. For centuries, authority has never been ruled by gender but by how strong, fast, and how powerful are deemed fit to rule. Now, how possibly can I believe Edgar?… That those scary bulging eyes of a tiger that many grown male-werewolf possesses which glows dangerously in the dark do cry in secret.

“Then tell me, Luna Ayla, what can you tell me about my two friends here?” Her hand trailed up and down my arm, sending the same feeling of need to my nether region. It made thinking clearly impossible, which was why I blurted out the words. “The Royal Beta Drax, one of the longest living and most powerful Werewolves in the world, and the Royal Delta Luther, leader of the Night Blood Coven, the most powerful Coven in the world. Both of their sons are standing beside Alec and Lord Leroy.”

“My name is Menah, what is yours?” “Sa-sapphire.” I tried smiling, holding the cloth to my chest. “My name is Sapphire.” “What? Like the stone?” Menah quirked a brow. “Yes.” I nodded. “It was my father who named me.” “Very unique.” She smiled. “Never heard a wolf bearing the name of a stone, You are a werewolf right?” she stared at me from the side playfully. “Well, of course you are- a human wouldn’t survive a single day in this-"

"How about I give you one" He growled I took it as a yes and thought about a name. "I will give you Steroid" seeing that he was huge, the name would fit him. The wolf growled aggressively. "Oh, you don't like it, hmmmmmm, what about……. Ryder" I got the same reaction. After guessing more names, I still got the same reaction indicating that he didn't like the name. " I am out of names wh …. Oh… how about Wolfie," I said chuckling at the silly name I picked but to my surprise the wolf agreed.

I saw that Roscoe's eyes were still yellowish, his wolf hasn't left yet? "Not planning to give your human the control." I said tilting my head a little "Unless you want to deal with that irritable human, I suggest you get going. I have mind-linked Alaric, you'll find him waiting at the entrance of the house or in the kitchen." The wolf said "You never gave me your name." I smiled "Avalon." His wolf replied "You are..." I trailed off looking him up and down "I am a male wolf; my name is just unique. Now, I believe that you should get going. My human is fighting me to not let you." Avalon said ushering me out