Agent Wolf Novels & Stories

Well, that is because he is the only one that has the power to control a newbie from going rampage and also, after the change, bonds with the newbie to become an official member of the pack. Well, as you can tell, since the alpha wasn't there with me that night, I am not officially part of the pack. So no one could guess I have a wolf. One thing also, my wolf's color is silver, like literally silver. It was never heard of that a silver wolf exists or existed before, so I dare not tell anyone about it. I splash water on my face once more before quickly doing my morning routines and going upstairs to the pack's kitchen to prepare meals for the whole pack. After that, I cleaned the whole mansio

The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man. “You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, and his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf. He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle.

As expected, a couple of wolves jump out of hiding and begin circling us, their intent clear as they growl. I could easily take them all if I was on my own but now I had a mate standing behind me trembling in fear. I contemplated turning to my wolf and finishing these rogues off but I can't risk her safety so I quickly connect to the mind link trying to reach my beta and pack while making sure she was still safe behind me.

His eyes met mine one last time before he took a deep breath and shifted. His bones cracked and within seconds, his wolf form stood in front of me. It was sleek, dark gray, and looked strong but it was smaller than Kaden’s massive brown wolf. Kaden’s wolf let out a deep growl, showing his sharp teeth before lunging again. Kellan’s wolf tried to dodge, but Kaden tackled him hard to the ground. They rolled over each other, teeth snapping, claws ripping into flesh. Kellan’s wolf managed to bite down on Kaden’s shoulder, but Kaden shook him off like he weighed nothing.

Unless he possesses a special ability. It was a dirty silver wolf, almost black with dirt yet its fur still shine silver when shone with light. But what’s truly unsettling me is its eyes—or eye. His right eye displays a long, vicious wound, forsaking him of his vision permanently. His other remaining eye was not a bit friendly; it was glaring, sinister as a devil.

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

My wolf spoke, simultaneously. "Oh! Jinx." I replied. "You're dumb to having not known." "Oh, Shut up! Even you didn't know." I scoffed at his choice of words. "We share the same brain." "Sadly." He quickly blocked me before I could make a remark. Jerk. "Right! I knew that." I pretended, folding my arms and focusing on Alpha Gray who was looking like a snack. No, like for real. He was dressed in red and dark green pants which reminded me of Watermelon.

These wolves without scents could move undetected and be mistaken for humans but how was it possible? Wolves have a different scent from humans regardless of the pack. Shane said, "This might not be the right time to pass this but it might be related to the attack. I spoke with the detective and Gerald concerning the captured intruders who were tortured. For the record, they contacted me and it turns out they refuse to talk and instead scream 'Hail Alpha Ajax' Allegra asked quickly, "Who's that?" Who is the Alpha Ajax who dares wage way against her?

Some seemed to find it hard to adjust to the method, but still managed to follow through with my father's guidance. One time, I accompanied my father and our people to the Forest Wolf Tribe to check on the progress of their farming and animal domestication. The Alpha of their tribe was named Acwulf, a bluish-gray Wolf beastman with silver eyes. The body of a Wolf beastman was smaller than that of an average Lion beastman, but their muscles were firm, they were more agile, and their nose was more sensitive, making it easier to detect the exact location of their prey even if they were hidden.

Then, from somewhere in the forest, a howl split the air. It wasn't the mad howling of rogues. This was different—powerful, commanding, filled with unmistakable authority. An Alpha's call. The rogues froze, their heads swiveling toward the sound. Aria's heart leaped with desperate hope. Someone was coming. But was it friend or foe? A huge wolf exploded from the tree line—larger than any of the rogues, his coat a deep chocolate brown with auburn highlights. His eyes glowed green with Alpha power. He hit the lead rogue like a freight train, his jaws closing around the other wolf's throat.