10th Kingdom Wolf Novels & Stories

“Ah, Bridget, it is a realm hidden deep within our territory. A place where nature’s bounty flows freely, untouched by the human world. It is a secret gem, known only to our kind.” Bridget’s eyes sparkled with curiosity, and she stepped closer to her father. “Tell me more, Father. What makes this kingdom so special?” Cyrus paused, his gaze distant as he recalled the kingdom’s wonders. “It is a land of plenty, my dear. The cows there produce milk as rich as the moonlight, and the rivers carry flecks of gold in their waters. Our pack’s influence extends far beyond the confines of our forest, and this kingdom is a testament to the ancient werewolf secrets we’ve safeguarded for generations.”

Part 3 "King Andre Bastion Smith, a figure of regal authority and grace, stands as the revered Wolf King, the supreme leader of all wolf packs spread across the vast and diverse expanse of the United States. With deep-set, piercing eyes and a commanding presence, he carries the burden of leadership at the age of thirty-three, though whispers circulate in the shadows about his ongoing quest to find his fated mate. The grand castle they call home, a magnificent structure steeped in history and surrounded by sprawling forests, is not only a residence but also a symbol of their lineage and power. Within its walls, the Royal Smith family continues to live, each member bearing their own legacy of

"I know the necklace worn by the wolf. I still remember it well. I don't blame the wolf, it's just that I can't forget the bad memories. Several years ago, when the father of queen Lourine Chatrine was still alive, once upon a time, there was a war between the kingdom of the Western Mountains and the Kingdom of the Eastern Mountains. At that time, the kingdom of the Eastern Mountains was ruled by King Khatam Khole Wolfrank and the kingdom of the Western Mountains was ruled by the king of Don Lorenzo Douglas. The war took place in the winter. Queen Lourine Chatrine joined the war. She witnessed his father being killed in front of her by King Khatam Khole Wolfrank. King Khatam Khole Wolfrank w

I decided to run back home in my wolf form so that I wouldn't have to deal with that little piece of crap . "Adam ,can we discuss about last night later.I need your help .There has been a little confusion on a certain female wolf .She seems to being a green cloak with some sort of symbol on it very often .As you may be knowing cloaks aren't allowed in our kingdom,since mostly cloaks are associated as a talisman for witches .So are you friendly with the witch kingdom?"I could just imagine Adam scratching his sexy stubble that he hasn't shaved in a few days sitting in his office sighing and writing numerous of papers .It's so sad I can't see that wonderful sight night now .

“No, Cazz. Other than her, I am your strongest ally and your most honorable wolf, and you’re going to let yourself be convinced of something that has not happened so you can lose both of us?” “You urged me to let you take her away, alone, with you!” “I wanted to take her to her family, her world, to let her show her strength and insight so that we can remove the cancer that threatens the entire Kingdom. There might be only four of her brothers, but they have fingers deep in our pack. We can’t just kill them and expect this to go away. If we don’t identify every single one of the wolves who have been working with them, helping them, and who clearly have some other agenda that is not to suppor

I responded. "He needs somebody who can help him do at least half of the job. What about you, Alpha Adam? I think you are the most qualified one to take Alpha Amos' job!" Alpha Dylan's suggestions made me stop and think for a moment. I didn't see that suggestion coming. "I can't just take the leader of the council's job without the kingdom's beta's approval. I wanted to help him, but this kingdom consists of more than twenty packs in this country. King Logan is also the king of the wolves in England. Right now, we are at war, and ~"

They had answered the call. The leader of the eastern packs was a massive wolf named Alpha Thorne. He was tall and broad-shouldered, with silver-streaked hair and eyes the color of steel. He dismounted and walked toward Elara, his boots crunching on the frozen ground. "Queen Elara," he said. "I am Alpha Thorne of the Eastern Reaches. I have brought three hundred wolves to join your cause." Elara inclined her head. "Welcome, Alpha Thorne. Your aid is most welcome."

It was a perfect combination. "My pleasure," I purred with contempt as I eyed my prey. The prisoner's head hung low, his malnourished body unable to withstand the poison that even the smell of his urine couldn't hide. Wolf's bane and liquid silver in low doses did wonders to subdue a wolf. Their beast would be put to sleep, and they would lose any connection they had to their pack... if they had one.

He falls to the floor as his eyes return to crystal blue. Ida drops the knife on the floor and cradles her husband. "You have to get rid of that wolf. All of the imperial wolves will fall if you do not get rid of that white wolf. She is bringing all the spirits back from the realm, and she will possess us all," Ida says.

When he finally reached me, he stood next to me, his face showed pity and sadness, yet his eyes held an expression close to pride. “I, King Alexander, King of the werewolves, stand by and support Alpha Lamia’s claim. This territory is outside of the wolf kingdom and is now under her rule!” He stated. “She has killed the rogue king and she will keep what she kills. This is the law, this is our way.” He finished.