Wolf Pack Rankings Novels & Stories

"Not yet. Mice who investigate are mice who know something is worth finding. I want to know what they've seen before I decide what to do with them." Marcus settled back. I looked at the resonance data again. An omega in active bond formation with a ranked alpha. Unacknowledged. Resistant. Both parties suppressing it through sheer willpower and, in the omega's case, wolfsbane. "The ranking system," I said, setting the resonance data aside and picking up the broader assessment file, "was never designed to identify the strongest wolves. That's what Soren tells the students, and what the High Alpha Council tells themselves." I turned a page. "What it actually does is sort the raw material. The w

I slowly turned my head until I saw the huge wolf coming toward me, licking its lips. “Ahhh!” I screamed, but the wolf pounced on me, knocking me onto my back. The impact was hard, and I felt some pain in the affected area. The wolf was on top of me, and I couldn’t do anything. It sniffed my neck, ran its tongue along my nape, reaching my chest. With its paw, it tore my shirt, revealing just my bra. I quickly searched for a stake or something to defend myself. I found a stake nearby, but before I could hit the wolf, it gave one last growl and ran off. My chest was heaving rapidly; I thought the people in the lake would hear my scream and come help me, but they didn’t. When I got up as best I

She gave him a look and he shrugged. "No pack may have more than one hundred members, alpha responsibilities, each pack must see every other pack at least one time in ten years, all new packs need council approval, a declaration of war needs council approval, they cover the election of the alpha, the determination of the beta, and then there are some things about human interaction and outcasts. That's about it." "Sounds like a lot to me," Clara said. "It really isn't. Like you said yesterday the council is a bunch of old rich men. They keep to themselves. Every three years there is an Alpha summit where all the leaders attend, but other than that it's rare you see an elder. The average wolf

“I mean, you’re the sister of Maverick Grey, the Grey Wolf packmaster, the strongest and most powerful wolf in North America. You were born into the original line of Grey Wolves. Doesn’t that make you a little something like royalty?” Layla rolled her eyes, but a smile quirked at her lips. “Sure it does, but who wants to be a princess when she can be a cowgirl?” she quipped. They continued in this companionable manner for the better part of another hour, Layla wandering around Wolf Pack Run and showing Isabella all their facilities. Aside from the small, newly built hospital, the Grey Wolves also boasted a massive compound that housed their elite warriors, their central command, and Maverick

They didn't stop riding hard, they kept fleeing while shooting arrows in every direction- hoping to hit the strange beast with their arrows. The wolf leaped out again, this time it attacked the 3 guards closest to Cord. It disemboweled one with its sharp claws, then it sent the second one flying with a headbutt, the guard slammed against a tree and dropped dead immediately. Before it could pounce on the third, Cord screamed in fear. The sound of her screaming knocked the wolf back into the woods. Her scream was so powerful the wolf crashed into trees- breaking them and knocking them over for about a hundred meters. "Is it dead?", one of the guards asked with his voice shaky.

My Mate did need to save me from those two Alpha’s after all…. Elly spoke up in my mind, “That’s enough. First of all Alpha Clayton and Alpha Xavier would never give anyone such a high position due to nepotism. He cares too much for the pack to do something like that. Secondly their isn’t a wolf in our pack that is stronger than you aside from our Alpha. This alone shows that you have more than earned being a Beta. Not only that but our Mate and his wolf are going to have another thing coming if he thinks we will put up with being treated like property! If he continues with this we can easy reject him!”

“Of course, that’s not what I meant. You work hard and do your best for us. But being a leader also means being a role model. You have to show the rest of the pack that living means spending time with friends and family, having a life, and maybe even loving a redhead.” A quiver makes its way up my spine as my wolf reacts at the mention of her. “I don’t love a redhead,” I say as simply as I can, staring at a stray strand of carpet on my living room floor just so I can avoid Mandy’s stare. “You keep telling yourself that,” she says. “We’re supposed to discuss pack business.” I sit up a little straighter and try to get the redhead out of my mind. “So, let’s get on with the reports.”

“Haha, that’s funny. Do you know why there are rankings within a wolf pack, father?”. If looks could kill, I would be dead right now. But before he can respond, I continue. “They are there to determine the level of strength, top-down, with the sole purpose of identifying who can best protect the rest of the pack. As the beta couple, you should be the strongest in this pack after the Alpha bloodline. So, why is it mom’s duty to plan a f*cking party, while she should be one of the strongest wolves out here to protect everyone else?”.

Without an Alpha, the pack would fall. Beta-The Second in Command. The Beta is the second highest ranking wolf in the pack, under the Alpha. The next Beta in line comes to power when the Alpha takes over from his father. The title is given by birth, like an Alpha. When the Alpha needs assistance, the Beta is there. Without a Beta, the pack would fall.

As Diana and Rayvin handed out the coffee, Susan looked at Diana. “I don’t get how you can run a pack without a full top tier,” Susan said. Five wolves stopped and looked at her. “Susan,” Remus sighed. “We have a full top tier,” Rayvin said. “Not really. Your Gamma is mated to your Beta, you are missing two members,” Susan insisted. “Susan!” Remus voice was sharp and no one could miss the underlying command for her to stay quiet.