Ben 10 Alien Wolf Novels & Stories

This was new information—far worse than missing wolves or even deaths. “Mutated how?” I asked, breaking protocol by speaking before recognized. Kenneth turned to me grimly. “Larger. Faster. Seemingly immune to silver. And their eyes…” He paused, visibly disturbed. “Black. Completely black, like pools of oil.” “You’ve seen one?” Alpha Benjamin demanded. “Three days ago,” Kenneth confirmed. “It took five of my strongest fighters to bring it down. And when we did…” He swallowed hard. “It didn’t shift back. Even in death, it remained in wolf form.”

Meg gathered more fences around Bena as if to protect her. "Meg said something." He screamed. Both were shocked at their roar. "Both of you won't believe that." Seeing them both frozen, Alpha stepped in front of Jane, grabbed Meg's arm and threw her out of the room. Jane closed the door. A wolf's cold voice came out, and Meg was in a bad state of fear. What was Alpha doing with Bena when she became the wolf? For some time, Bena's screams echoed and Meg sobbed and sobbed. But then Alpha Jain came out and cleaned the blood on his face and went to another room.

Those were their trophies. “Hunters,” I whispered to myself. “Rasia….” My father’s voice cracked through the noise. He was the Alpha of our small pack. He was strong and looked unbreakable. U turned towards him…running. But I never reached him. A blast goes off. The shockwave threw me into the dirt as pain exploded through my shoulder. I immediately tasted blood. When I looked up, the elder’s hall was burning. Wolves I trained with, fighters, are dropping like flies as silver bullets pierce through them.

His fur was golden, and his eyes were golden as well. The color of the eyes changed whenever someone transformed. It was gold for alphas, green for betas, and blue for omegas. "Seriously, Ohm, we can't go there," Allen said, looking down at the wolf. Ohm shook his head and went into a full sprint, leaving Allen in the dust. Allen sighed and crouched down, turning herself into a wolf. Allen Wolf was gorgeous. Her fur is like snow white, while her tail, ears, and paws are black.

“We need to fall back!” “No! We have to sever their tracking scent!” Zehra shouted. She slammed her wooden staff to the ground, creating a thick fog wall that cloaked the area. Amid the chaos, a deeper growl rumbled from the east. A massive wolf emerged, twice the size of the others. Black fur marred by magical burns. But its eyes… Its eyes were aware. “That’s not a regular rogue,” Halvar’s voice echoed in our minds. “That’s a former alpha… one that was sacrificed.”

My breath caught. It wasn’t a wolf. Not entirely. It was far larger than any wolf I had ever seen. Its body moved with unnatural grace, shadows clinging to its form like a second skin. Its eyes glowed not silver like an Alpha’s, not gold like a normal wolf but something deeper. Something ancient. A low growl rippled through the Blackthorn warriors as they formed a defensive line. “What is that?” one of them whispered. No one answered. Because no one knew. But I did.

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.

Each wolf, with its sleek In the heart of the sanctuary, where the winds whispered secrets and the trees whispered tales, a formidable force emerged. Led by none other than the legendary alpha wolf, Arvandus, the wolf military stood tall and proud, their presence an indomitable shield against any threat that dared to encroach upon their sacred land. Arvandus, with his piercing amber eyes that held the wisdom of countless moons, commanded his loyal pack with an unwavering authority.

as he quickly stepped back raising his hands in defense. “I didn't get to change you myself, although I wanted to but I had the pack nurse do it I promise.” “What did you mean by you have warriors chasing after them?” Zayn exhaled, running a hand through his hair. “This might be hard to understand for now, but… I am a wolf, the alpha of the Shadowcrest pack and you my dear are my fated mate. I have waited my whole life for you.” He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding.

72 - Elara The rogue takes Ben down and I see a flash of teeth before Ben shifts as they roll away. I shift and move to help when another barrels into me. This light grey wolf smells putrid; it’s as if its decaying, not just bad breath like with most rogue wolves. My wolf takes over and shifts, clawing the wet earth to slow down our momentum. We bow our head to the ground ready to pounce. A clap of thunder rumbles overhead as the little grey wolf charges at me again, snapping its jaw wildly. It’s either untrained or possessed to not care, only fight. The movements are so wild and frantic, I’m having a hard time getting a solid hold. We need to bring in at least one of these rogues to figure