Archwood Wolves Novels & Stories

He threw his head back and released a sonic boom of a laugh that had me damn near jumping into Azrael’s arms. “They like the names you’ve chosen for them, she-wolf. Though, Ember insists he does not have attitude problems.” I narrowed my eyes at the horse because he definitely had attitude problems. As Kasar and Azrael began to talk about Adira’s Forest, I tuned in to listen. “We’re losing miles each month. The creatures are fleeing their homes by the dozen. I’ve recruited Adira and her Huntresses help in relocating them, but even she does not know what is devouring her woods.”

In the meantime, the werewolves are still busy peeking around the bushes. Ridge opens his palm up and waiting for the perfect timing to give out his command. As the werewolves growl and show their fang defensively, the Archduke smirks and directly orders, "Fire!" In response to their leader, the Archduke's warrior launches their bow and throws it in the enemies' position. 'Psht!' The werewolves catch the sight of the silver bow in the air, targeting them as they tried to dodge the approaching deadly weapon with their high mobility.

If I was going to learn about the world I was in, I needed to ask questions. “I will tell you, but it is not something openly talked about in the packs.” She begins. “So basically, not everyone who is in the pack has access to a wolf like you and Luka do. In the past everyone who has wolf shifter DNA had a wolf. But in the past 25 years. Less have actual wolves, just heighten abilities. “What does that even mean?” I asked confused. “No one really knows. Omegas were the first ones to lose access to wolves. There hasn’t been omega with a wolf in 20 years I think. But ones who had wolves at first started losing them 15 years ago.” Alex explained.

They are gold and his wolf is brown. 'Wolves only have black eyes when they are angry or horny, never gold, or any other color.' 'Brother, will you fucking trust me. I know what I saw and I have a book about it in my study. They are gifted wolves with greater strength and ability to repulse aura's. They are here to protect us from our fathers, but now probably also want to kill us because of our fathers. Poor Chris.' 'What? Poor Chris? He is an asshole. I'll slit his throat if he ever tried to hurt you.'

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

As I hop out of my Range Rover, I see that a council elder is standing at the door waiting to greet me. It’s not a very far drive from Slick Paw to the council headquarters. Even though they have a chamber in Black Claw’s palace, their central offices are located about 2 hours away from our pack. It’s located on the edge of 4 pack territories and looks more like a four-story office building than anything else. From the outside and those not a part of the supernatural world, you would never know this is the seat of Wolf Nation, outside of our capital in Black Claw.

Alec takes a moment before telling me more. “There are more than just wolves there. The witch we are working with is mated to one of my guys. That’s how we know her and know that she’s reliable. We also have those that are just looking for sanctuary. My dad opened it up more after what happened with your dad all those years ago.” I didn’t really think about there being other mythicals in the pack. I know there are a lot more out there, but they don’t usually stand out as much as wolves do. It made me think about how many could be walking around right now and I couldn’t accurately tell.

Archer looked at me in surprise but nodded and hugged me to calm my nerves. Just then, three wolves appeared from deep in the forest. They were big, strong, and looked rabid. “It's them,” he said in disbelief. “It's the wolves from my vision.” Archer stepped in front of me defensively. “Run to the river; I'll distract them,” Archer said and it scared me. “If they do anything bad to you, I won't—” “Run, I'll be fine; I'm worried about you,” Archer said seriously. “Do it now!”

The frustration of his condition only fueled his determination to find a solution. After extensive research, the pack's doctor stumbled upon a potential remedy—a plant known to relieve the symptoms. However, there was a catch. This plant grew exclusively in a distant forest and had to be plucked under the cover of night. Knowing the gravity of the situation, Alpha Archie summoned his most trusted friend and assistant, Liam, who also held the position of a beta werewolf within the pack. Liam was not only well-acquainted with Archie's ailment but also familiar with the precise location of the elusive plant. The knowledge of their shared secret formed an unbreakable bond between them. Aware of

"How badly have the elders been injured?" Archie enquired of the wolves that surrounded him. Everyone was perplexed when they saw Archie's new appearance. In comparison to other wolves, including Gabe, his fur appears to be very contrasting. Only Archie has pure white fur, while the others have a dark coat color, typical of a forest wolf. "You really evolved into a Hybrid, Adams," the jet black haired wolf said as the yellow bead scanned every inch of the hybrid's body. "Yeah... Even though it annoys me to be different from the rest of you, I am relieved that my fur is much cleaner than the Alpha's." Archie was proud, despite the tightness that nearly engulfed him every time.