Bakugou Wolf Novels & Stories

An Alpha versus another. Kylian launched at Knox with a jab to his side, forcing a release of the man whose wolf clearly had no energy left to fight back. Knox howled in pain as he regarded the wolf that had interrupted his fun. The scent was familiar and distinct too. Kylian's wolf was brown with black highlights and crimson–red eyes.

werewolf’s weight, ripped the fabric of Toby’s coat and backpack. Holding on to the fabric and nothing else, the wolf was thrown off his back; a kick, and the wolf was ten feet away. Not far enough, and yet too far. He was between Toby and Lauren and he was closer to Lauren. Even as Toby frantically freed himself of the remnants of the pack ruthlessly shredding anything that tried to stick—he realized how weird the attack was. Even an out-of-control rogue wouldn’t have been entirely foiled by the pack. He’d have gotten a fang or claw in somewhere, but Toby was entirely unharmed. The wolf had rolled to his feet but made no further move to attack. He was scared, that wolf. The scent of his f

Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups. "Now Alastor is one of the biggest wolfs to be recorded in all of history. On his four paws, he gets up to six feet! As cool as it would be to see him, he never ever comes out. He has his own den there in the ba- well would you look at that! There he is!" She pointed into the pen at the huge beast walking across the dirt. She was right, he was huge. His fur was coal-black but when the light hit it just right, it had bits of red. He was shaggy but definitely not lanky like the rest of them. He looked like a bear more than a wolf. He was sniffing around, covering more ground than I could running. His huge paws came to a stop and

Zoe snarled. With that, growls erupted from all around us. Marius and his fighters were in a defensive stance facing Zoe. A few other pack members were growling as their gaze flew from me to Zoe and back again. An earth-shaking growl came from behind me, I whipped around to see a giant black wolf with a white crescent moon shaped patch on its chest. The enormous animal was standing at my back but towering over me. It was huge, way bigger than Gunner’s wolf. I could probably walk under its legs without having to crouch down. It wasn’t looking at me though, its black eyes were fixed on Zoe.

Kiana went from being useless to being a powerful force. Her wolf, initially small and submissive, grew in size and ferocity. The white fur shimmered like silver in the sunlight, giving the creature an otherworldly appearance. The silver wolf moved with a grace and strength that defied its earlier clumsiness. The tide of the battle shifted dramatically. Kiana's silver wolf fought with ferocity and a skill that took everyone by surprise. The bigger, more experienced warrior found himself on the defensive, unable to match the unexpected prowess of Kiana's wolf. The onlookers, including James, watched in stunned silence.

I led Winter into the woods, finding a secluded spot, and patiently waited for her to shift. Observing her quietly, I marvelled as she gracefully removed her clothes and transformed into her wolf form, the elegant and beautiful Kira. Her fur, a soothing beige, looked incredibly soft and abundant, setting her apart from the typical appearance of a wolf. It gave her an air of gentleness and fragility, but I knew better than to underestimate her; as a gamma, Kira possessed strength and resilience.

His massive body slammed into the Phydaron wolf with tremendous force, sending it tumbling to the ground. The Phydaron wolf quickly regained its footing and lunged again, forcing Bogy to step back. Its paws dug deep into the ground, claws gripping the earth. Bogy growled; his gaze locked with the fierce eyes of the Phydaron wolf. Bogy recognized the Phydaron wolf. The wolf's vicious glare was not unfamiliar to him. Kobe.

He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding. “I couldn't help but laugh, I guess either I'm hearing things or I'm not the only crazy one in the room.” Zayn stepped closer, his movements deliberate and careful, as if I might bolt at any moment. “You’re a wolf,” he said, his voice steady. “You always have been. You just didn’t know it yet.” I burst out in laughter once again, sharp and bitter, verging on hysteria. “You’re insane. This is insane.”

They will discover that I am a cursed wolf that cannot turn and they will throw me out just like everyone else before them had. “A cursed wolf like yourself will never find love, a cursed wolf like yourself will never find family, a cursed wolf like yourself will continue to roam the face of the Earth alone until death decides to take pity on her.” These are the words of my aunt, they ring over and over in my head every single time. It has gotten way worse with the blue moon coming…

A massive, snarling wolf with dark, matted fur and eyes burning with an unnatural red glow. Rogues. It bypassed the warriors and launched itself directly at the small gathering around the grave. A desperate cry tore from my throat as I saw its path. It came straight for me.