Beastars Wolves Novels & Stories

"It was fun watching you making a fool of yourself." I rolled my eyes, blocking him. That's the only thing I can do. I would've really punched him if he were a person. "That would be like punching yourself. Remember, we share the same body." I thought I blocked him. Guess I didn't. He owns my consciousness so... this wolf doesn't go by rules. I clapped hands to get their attention, "Alright, werewolves. I have something to tell you all." Janice gasped, "Wait, you really are constipated?"

I'd barely escaped my alpha, who had visited my home to claim me at a very young age, and now I've broken into someone's home. Aren't I the unluckiest wolf? If he ever finds me. I'm going to die. I whimper quietly at the thought of being captured by him. "Growing up as a young wolf, I have always hated the story of Goldilocks and the Three Bears, and Jack and the Beanstalk." I heard the alpha say in disgust. "Do you know the similarities of these nonsensical stories?" he asked the male he'd called. "They all had a happy ending," the omega answered with a laugh.

Leslie groaned awake as Tara and Zak dragged a table across the shattered window and braced it with chairs. “Tom? You can’t be out of bed,” Leslie said, pushing up on her elbows. “Jakey, what’s happening? What are those animals?” “Werewolves,” Jake said, eyes not leaving the hall. “They’re real.” Tara peeled a slat of the front blinds. “They’re everywhere,” she whispered. “Sniffing. Hunting.” Zak joined her, jaw tight. “Can we make the car?” She checked—froze. “They’re ripping the W.R.X. to pieces.”

Low growls reach me before five big wolves step out from behind the trees and instead of feeling relieved, I am filled with terror. These wolves are emitting a dangerous and sinister aura. They keep stalking us while snarling viciously. The scent oozing off them is nauseating. My heart leaps to my throat and I do the first thing that comes to my mind. “Beast, run,” I make a beeline for the campsite but the wolves are faster. They pounce on me but Beast jumps in front of me to protect me. The wolves tear into his flesh brutally. He tries to fight back but the wolves are bigger and stronger, they easily overpower him and sink their teeth into his neck.

I recognize her scent; Miss Deyna. And I assume the rest of the massive wolves are the Elders, and they push Ash and Sophia aside and rip Dena apart like an animal. Because that's all the Beasts are seen as; animals to be put down. That's the one duty all the Alphas share, and one they carry out without remorse. The only way a Beast avoids death is fleeing to the wilds. That's one of the reasons the wilds are so dangerous, the monsters that call it home.

ss in the forest all she wanted, but she gave me dominance when it was just the two of us. She was a rejected Luna. Her true mate thought he could do better; he was a fool.” I sighed and rubbed my face. “But then again, so was I.” “What do you mean?” my daughter broke the long silence. Taking this chance, Beast stood up abruptly and walked over to the finished cooked meat. He ripped off the legs and walked them over to the treeline, where my daughter's three wolves hid and watched over her. He tossed them the legs to feast on and chew. I also watched as this attentiveness to her wolves caused a stir in my daughter. Her wolves didn’t hesitate; it would seem as though they accepted him as thei

The ground answers. One by one, my wolves transform, answering my call, charged with the raw dominance that surges from my very soul. Their howls join mine, a chorus of fury and unity. Moments later, two massive forms crash down beside me. Luke and Ron, already in beast form, snarling, ready. We circle the intruders. The young wolves stand their ground but tremble, heads lowered in reluctant submission. Fear ripples off them like heat. I push forward, growling low.

Claude thought in absolute revulsion as he threw the rest of the meat back to the wolves who gobbled it down gladly while he urgently wiped the blood from his mouth and tried to ignore what he'd done. DING! [Quest Complete! You fed your injured pack-mate. In the process you reverted (The Starved) back to (The Phantom Wolves).] "Phantom Wolves....that sounds pretty badass to be honest." Claude looked at the wolves and saw that black smoke now billowed down from their muscled bodies in dark misty rivulets like a never ending shroud. "That's new." He said in surprise. He stopped and looked in the direction behind him as he began to hear birds continuously flying up and out of the forest in floc

Saliva dripped from his snarling jaws as he crouched, preparing to attack. The two wolves collided with a thunderous crash, their snarls and growls echoing through the bakery. Claws raked fur and flesh, teeth snapped with lethal intent. Ryker’s agility countered Bruce’s brute strength as they moved in a flurry of strikes and evasions. Despite the chaos, Ryker’s every move was calculated, his wolf form exhibiting both power and precision.

He was too damn big and heavy! Beast must have realized what was happening — that his paws caged my body as he dropped to the ground and rolled us over, with him covering me. The wolves jumping on him missed his body and landed on the ground while Beast secured me under him. "Stop!" Beta Collin shifted and stood between the other wolves, Beast, and me, and I couldn’t help but see his round ass. Beast’s front leg snaked around my face and covered my eyes as a growl rumbled from his chest. I started to giggle while the quadrangle fell silent until I realized I was the only one making noise.