A Howl For Help Novels & Stories

*Awoo* The howl was strong and powerful, indicative of a healthy beast. Even an idiot could tell that whatever that was, it was no sheep, and that staying away was the wise choice. That creature was very possibly a wolf. And who wanted to garner the attention of a wolf? For even if the wolf was a lone one, it was still capable of ripping an unarmed human apart with relative ease. But Kylie wasn’t thinking straight. “There!” Kylie’s sharp ears picked up the location of the howl and she sped towards it. The sound was coming from her left!

"Howl for me. Let me hear it." Baby Adrian grasped the edge of his clothes tightly and opened his mouth. "Awooo—" A milky, tender howl. "Remember, howl three times in a row. That's the signal for help." "For our Wolf clan, normal wolves can hear howls within two hundred kilometers." That night, he had heard the pup's cries and came to find him. He was one of the few wolves in the pack who could hear sounds within three hundred kilometers. "How many kilometers???" Lyra finally couldn't help but ask aloud.

"All alone, are we?" Teeth nipped at my right side, taking fur and a small amount of flesh with them as I distractedly snapped my jaw at the wolf who had broken my ribs. They were toying with me. If I were further away, I would release a howl to warn my mate's pack, to ask for help. But they had no obligation to me. I was merely a visitor passing through, and I had been asked to leave. Even if I did attempt to call for help, my attackers were too close. I would be presenting my throat to them like a hog on a spit.

he whispered, his voice barely audible. “Yes,” I growled, baring my teeth. “You are done, Killian Price.” I lunged at him again, my jaws snapping inches from his throat, but before I could land the final blow, the ground shook violently. The tremor wasn’t from me—it was something much bigger. From the north, a wave of wolves surged over the hill, their howls cutting through the chaos. My eyes darted to the horizon, and I saw them charging forward in perfect formation. There were hundreds moving as one unstoppable force.

My heart lurched, a raw and visceral pain ripping through me. But there was no time to process the anguish clawing at my chest. Xander was already fighting, his sleek black-and-silver wolf form a blur of motion as he faced off against three rogues. They circled him, their eyes gleaming with cruel intent, their jaws snapping with bloodlust. My wolf howled, a sound of pure, unbridled fury that shattered the tense air. I didn’t think—I just moved.

Alpha Hollis POV ‘This is Alpha Hollis Quisling of the Rip Claw Pack if anyone can hear me, I am being held captive. I don’t know where I am, I think I have been here for a week. If anyone can hear me, PLEASE HELP.’ I say this mantra each time I surface. I am not even certain it has been a week, I have lost count of the number of times I have surfaced to have that vampire send me back to the depths of wolfsbane hell.

“I think we’re all bound more deeply than we know. And if we don’t fix what’s broken between us, they’ll pay for our silence.” Kael took her hand fully now. “Then let me help fix it.” Her eyes met his and for the first time in weeks, she didn’t look away. But before she could reply, a tremor shook the ground. Everyone jumped to their feet. From beyond the camp, a howl pierced the air. Not a wolf’s cry but something lower. Hungrier. A sound dredged from the depths of some ancient hunger. The sky above Hollow City flared. And from the forest line emerged dozens of figures.

I scream as the wolves come toward me. "No, No, No, stay away from me," I cry out. "ALASKA!" Alpha Kai growls. He is coming to help me. "HELP ME!" I scream as the Larringer Wolves close in on me.

My eyes meet Seraphine's for a moment, and in them, I see a heartbreaking blend of determination and desperation. Aiden's wolf takes advantage of my distraction and lunges, knocking me off my feet. I find myself pinned to the ground, his fangs inches from my throat. Just as he's about to close his jaws around me, a loud, gut-wrenching howl rends the air. It's not a call for retreat; it's a sound of agony, of a soul being torn apart. Aiden's eyes flicker for a moment, distracted, and I seize that split second to wriggle free, pushing him off me with a surge of adrenaline-fueled strength.

”*** A third wolf joins in and if I don’t get some help soon, I am going to lose this fight. ***”Dakota, I need your help. A third wolf joined my fight.”*** ”Wait, are you asking for help? Who are you and what have you done with My Skylar?” ***”Shut up and come help me, BIg Daddy!”*** I laugh, sending one of the three wolves rolling back. Dakota growls over the link and it’s not a menacing growl either.