Archwood Wolves Novels & Stories

His clan was feared and respected for a good reason. He was already too late for the start of the ceremony where the male wolves got a chance to look at all the participating, she-wolves. Noah did not mind missing it because he was not interested in the she-wolves and the male wolves just annoyed him. They were a bunch of raging hormones ready to explode. It seemed like they couldn’t keep their wolves in check so all that came out of their mouths was talk about fucking their mate. He had been lucky with his wolf Achak. Achak meant spirit in Native American and he had always been a calm beacon for Noah. Since the day he transformed Achak had been something he could rely on. His thoughts got i

We had the same blonde hair, same hazel eyes, and same heart-shaped face. But there was one thing different about us. Chloe had a wolf but I didn’t. That was the reason why I was nervous. I was about to be Luna but I still hadn’t discovered my wolf. As werewolves, on our 21st birthday, we discovered our wolves. But it had been two years since my 21st birthday and I still didn’t have a wolf. The worst part was that my twin sister discovered hers on our 21st birthday. I wondered if something was wrong with me or if I was cursed.

He was not going to make it there in time. A single howl rose up out of the south. Followed by several others, echoing the first rang out around them. It stopped Norris in his track.To the south something caught Arkyn’s eye. A second howl raised up as wolves began to emerge from the woods. He recognized Garold’s Magnar, his silver coat shining in the moonlight. His eyes narrowed in on the jet black wolf leading the way. The golding eyes shining as she led the charge. Arkyn looked shocked seeing the amount of wolf's coming. They outnumbered them all. Arkyn watched as they came flooding into the Dark forest pack. Slaughtering them like there was a machine design to kill. Arkyn’s eyes locked on

From inside the woods came a spine-chilling scream that woke everyone, including the Alpha. The crows flew from their branches, equally in distress as the wolves on the ground. Their hurried footsteps and weary eyes signified their growing fear of the recent unrest in the woods, the borders of the pack’s territory. A shrill, evidently terrified scream, is never a good sign. For nights, the guards have been walking on thin ice on high alert for the danger that lurks in the woods.

Blake looked at me, his eyes appearing haunted. “Hey, are we making plans to go get Jasmine back yet?” Jasmine’s cousin, whom I recognized from earlier when we’d taken family portraits, walked into the room. “Because I can get a flight chartered from Alaska and have a good number of my warriors here in less than twelve hours.” “Thanks, Alpha Tyce.” Blake shook his hand. “Hey, I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself earlier. I’m Alpha Alex Adalwolf from Pine Forest Pack.” I put my hand out to him, eager to make relationships with other alphas.

He was only seventeen. ‘We got them, bro!’ Archie yells through the mindlink. His large, brown and white wolf, like mine, charges through the field alongside Aurelian. Archie’s wolf is ruthless and attacks without hesitation. Aurelian’s golden fur turns red as he eliminates the wolves that circle me. ‘Ash! Get up and get to the hospital! Somethin’ isn’t right there!’ Archie hollers as he and Aurelian finish off the now-visible attackers. Artemis spins around, heading back for the hospital, fishing into his bag of magic.

“Yeah. As one of the wolves was completely black. Kind of like Vox. Another wolf was reddish brown which reminded me of Ash and the third one was gray like Volt. The only wolf I couldn’t pinpoint among the four was the one that was black and had white paws.” At the mention of black fur and white paws do I move to tense again. For there was only one wolf like that and he was the Alpha of another pack. The Shadowridge Pack. Aaron. Aaron Duncan. But why would Tori be dreaming of Aaron. Was Aaron one of the wolves we were fighting or was he one of the wolves helping us? My mind now quick to think of Jake and how Jake was going to handle the news.

The forest was quiet now, except for the low rumble of returning wolves and the distant cries of healers tending to the wounded from their packs. My eyes scanned the mist until I saw him, Alpha Archer, emerging from the tree line. His body bore scorch marks across his arm and shoulder, his cloak singed, his jaw set in stone. Behind him, Beta Kael and the other warriors followed, they looked weary but still alive. They'd done it. They'd brought down the beast. I did not doubt that they could make it.

“What do you mean?” I closed my eyes for a brief moment, allowing Ru to help me focus. The presence of witches was clear, their foul magic lingering in the air like a poison. But there was something else, something more… twisted. “There are witches inside,” I said slowly, “but they’re not alone. There are other creatures with them… I can feel tainted wolves.” Archer’s expression shifted, his eyes narrowing slightly as he processed what I said. Then, his lips curled into a dangerous smile, and I saw the familiar glint in his eyes—blood red and predatory. His wolf was rising to the surface, just like mine.