Wood Alpha Novels & Stories

Four white paws landed on the ground of a pure white wolf with icy blue eyes. Atticus my alpha wolf is a pure white wolf. I let Atticus take over and he speeds off like a bullet towards the forest. I just leave my ripped clothes where I landed. Running in the woods loosen me up from all the alpha duties. Atticus humped in dried logs and wet streams. The cool winds made me relax. In just seconds I was now on the top of the hill were surrounded by a deep blue ocean, this is my comfort place, no one knows about this place.

Wolfsbane was a plant found in the woods that could temporarily take away a werewolf’s power and leave them human, while it was still in her system, she wouldn’t be able to heal or regenerate, and that was exactly the plan. She knew that Logan would have a small quantity of it in every room, it was a measure taken to weaken and suppress the werewolf abilities to an extent when living with humans, to ensure that they do not expose their identities by accident. Also, Alphas keep it close to them in case their betas or omegas went rogue, they use it to keep the lesser ranked wolves in check if they went rogue during full moon nights or otherwise.

The appearance of a white wolf is mystical in shifter history. The prophecy claims that a white wolf is the guiding power behind a great change. These crazy men thought I was leading them to victory in some shifter war. “I’m probably just an albino, right, Doc?” He shook his head from side to side, making me feel defeated. “No. Beyond your white fur, you have no signs or DNA of albinism. The code for pure white fur is polygenetic. Multiple alleles are responsible for the expression of white fur. The probability that the exact combination for the trait is present is extremely low.”

I turned and saw the child, small and curly-haired, staring at Mia with innocent confusion, and the sight made the entire moment twist into something even more volatile. The girl stared at me curiously while clutching onto some ridiculous plastic bucket from the pool. Mia moved toward the child on instinct, every part of her turning protective, and the raw terror pouring off her was so sharp and desperate that it almost made me smile. “Vladimir…” she whispered shakily. “Move…” Then another scent hit the air, unmistakably Alpha, strong and dominant, carrying a fury so intense it seemed to thicken the atmosphere around us.

I was helpless and naked, immobile against the freezing, wet snow, sure it was stained red from the cuts all over my body. The white wolf stood over me and I realized I knew that scent. I figured out where I had smelled the scent of the mystery pack before. The wolf standing over me was Alexander Adalwolf, a man I had gone to Grey Wolf University with—a man whose life I had saved. He was the alpha of the Pine Forest Pack in Ontario. I looked up at him, wondering if he would take my life. That was when he shifted into his human form. “Wulfric?”

“Put him down, Leeta,” Mercy demanded. “Unless you want your husband to explode all over the place. Put that wolf down.” “That wolf?” Leeta repeated. “Isn’t this your husband? The Alpha?” “No,” Mercy lied, hoping she’d buy it. “You’ve got the wrong one. That’s just an Omega.” August didn’t even look like a random Omega, but her sister wasn’t the brightest, perhaps she’d fall for it. “Don’t listen to her, honey,” Rider shouted. “That’s Alpha August.

the beta says, looking at the two boys who are looking at me like I grew another head. "Remember when we said there's two grey wolves and one white one?" alpha Aiden asks. "Yes, alpha," River answer him, he's much bigger, he's almost the size of an adult wolf while I stayed my small self. "White wolves are special wolves, only six of them exist, do you know why they are super important to the pack?" alpha Rowan explains. "They are omegas? Well, what's left of them," River says, and the beta nods proudly, he must have explained that to them during the classes.

Mykel’s wolf was silver, a breed of wolf known for their extraordinary gifts. This year was our turn to hold the annual Alpha meeting. Ever since Mykel stepped up and took over from his father, he had avoided each one with the excuse he wasn’t ready. But not this year, had we refused to accommodate it would have been seen as a great disrespect to the surrounding packs as well as those who are coming from further away.

I heard her announce from the other side of the door. I opened the door and walked into the office. My mother was sitting behind her desk while my father sat on the couch with my younger brother, Rory. He was only seven months younger than I was. My mother got pregnant right after giving birth to me and a werewolf pregnancy only lasted six months. That was why we were so close in age. My brother and I were complete opposites. I was serious and disciplined, while he was laid back and a total prankster. Even though we were opposites, we still got along well. It didn’t seem to bother him that I was next in line to be alpha. He was quite supportive of me. I had already decided that when I took o

I leaned slightly forward, careful not to make a sound, and even without enhanced senses, I recognized one of the voices. My blood ran cold the moment I figured one of the voices belonged to Elder Rowan. He walked with slow, deliberate steps, like hevalways had. He also exuded the kind of confidence that came from age, power, and too much ambition. “…the bugs respond only to the serum,” Rowan was saying. I stiffened. My wrist burned suddenly, like whatever toxin the healers said was left in me was reacting to his voice. The second man, the one with a rasping voice, answered, “And you’re sure it works on Alphas?”