Bitten Wolves Novels & Stories

I was starting to think that finding out the truth of what happened to me may wasn't really something I wanted. "You were bitten. The doctor told you this?" I silently nodded. "But he didn't tell you what bit you?" A shake of my head. "You were bitten by a wolf. Specifically, a werewolf."

“Either way, I won’t do it. I’m sure she’ll tell you later.” Just then, four wolves came out of the trees. Mason came up and nudged Jillie. She laughed, petting his nose. She then looked at the other two unfamiliar wolves. “Sage,” she said, pointing to the tan wolf. “Rian,” she said, pointing to the gray one. They both bobbed their heads, and she smiled at her accomplishment. They all changed back and took a seat at the table. “Something smells good,” Rian commented. “Steak and corn on the cob,” I told him.

A child’s for that matter. There was no explanation for this. Damini howled, and that was all it took to have all her wolves charge at me at once. I clawed, snapped, and bit into as many of them as possible. I was taking in quite a lot of damage, but it would take a lot more than claws and canines to take me down. One of them lunged at me from behind and took a large bite out of my back, ripping out the flesh. Pain shot through my body and my wolf howled with pain.

The room was silent for a long time, until Jessica finally broke the silence. "This may not be related," she started hesitantly, "but I read about a warrior who was bitten by a feral vampire. Something happened to his wolf after that. It was like it couldn't connect to the pack anymore and began to go rabid, like a rogue. Has he been bitten or anything?" "He doesn't have any bites I can see," her mom responded as she examined Patrick more closely. She then turned to me, "you said it was like his wolf went rabid and turned on him? Like it was attacking him from the inside?"

The spot where he had bitten her this morning was alarmingly reddened and swollen, almost glowing with an angry intensity. He quickly ran to her, scooped her up, and gently placed her on the bed. He touched her forehead, she was burning with a dangerously high fever. He was certain it was the horrific side effects of his bite, a consequence he had foolishly ignored. It was widely known among their kind that a wolf bite to a human could be fatal, often leading to agonizing fever and death. However, this morning, he had completely lost control of himself, consumed by the overwhelming desires of his wolf to bite and claim her as his mate.

It was so peaceful that I slept off. A sharp pain woke me up, and I was shocked to see that I had been surrounded by four huge wolves; I had been bitten. They were beta breeds. I knew I wasn't strong enough to survive them. I needed to run. I shifted and tried to run, but they attacked me and slammed me against a tree. I whimpered, scared for my life. I tried to see how I would be able to escape, but I didn't see a way out. I knew I might die.

A woman, with wings like that of a sparrow, was busy tending to the nearest one. I couldn’t tell if the person on the cot was male or female, as they were laying on their back, but that was the least of our problems. Their flesh was torn in several places, ripped open into horrifying gashes that could’ve come from only one thing. They had been whipped. “Solana’s sentries have been punishing those who act against her. Most of the wounded are wolves.” Katya confessed; her eyes glossy. I flinched hard at her words. They opened up that part of me that was connected to every wolf, and as I pinpointed the injured, I felt their pain cascade through my veins.

In the blown window, a brown she-wolf crouched half inside, breath hot and rotten, eyes intelligent and hateful. “Out of my house!” Jake bellowed. The wolf weighed him, then lifted a muscled forearm as he fired. Rounds sparked off hide and bone. Zak and Tara piled in. “Smart bitch,” Jake snapped, still working the trigger. “She’s not going down!” Zak barked, stitching a burst. “Body!” Jake yelled. They dragged fire off the skull. The she-wolf shrieked, rocked, then vaulted backward into the yard and vanished into the dark.

Lola chuckled, “Magic powers?” No one laughed and Tristan responded, “All the wolves from the Fire Wolf clan were born with magical abilities. Like reading minds, hurting people by looking at them, controlling water, teleporting, speaking to animals and so much more. They said that the first Fire Wolf Agnitus was able to set anything on fire where he set his eyes on.” Lola understood by now that they were all dead serious about this, so she asked, “So what happened to them? “

I slowly sat down on the ground even though it was hard. The black wolf attacked Reginald, he move backward to avoid the attacked, they’re running from the distance and for an instance Reginald attacked the black wolf using his talons from his paws. Uncounted attacked that he made and he bite the enemy to the neck. Wanted to get rid of the black wolf from him but Reginald was stronger he didn't give the enemy a chance to retaliate until the black wolf gradually lost consciousness and the black wolf bathing on his own blood to the ground. It looks like his head will be detached to his neck.