Blood Lad Wolf Novels & Stories

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

Brad asked, eyeing him. “Never heard the legend?” the boy asked. “Wolfmen.” “Werewolves,” Brad laughed. “Don’t tell me you believe all that bullshit Jack.” “I shouldn’t,” Jack frowned. “But they say wolfmen have black blood.” “Doesn’t matter dumb ass,” Brad grunted, pushing Jack aside to assess Xavier on the ground. “We should all just go home,” Billy, the last of the boys suggested. “Yeah,” Jack nodded. “We’ll be in a lot of trouble if he is.”

I let out a small gasp seeing one area of my skin begin to omit a slight lavender glow. "What does that mean?" I tore my eyes from my belly looking at Sadie. The corners of her mouth twitched up into a small smile," that one of your children is a wolf." "One?" Gerwulf's hand stilled and he shot Sadie a glare. "Yes. One," Sadie sighed as she picked up a blue vial," remember dear... you are a hybrid. A hell hound technically, so-"

"I wasn't good enough, but you were the one who wasn't patient enough because I am so much better than you. Standing before you today is a Lycan wolf, something of Common occurrence here in Crimson pack. But you wanna know why I'm special, I'm a pure bred Lycan wolf. You wolves at Sky Prowlers, you're the mediocre ones, the ones at the fucking bottom of the food chain. You had one chance to better your disgusting bloodline but you condemned to death for being a late bloomer. Now joke's on you Alder. You're the unwanted one now"

Thankfully, he drops the subject. Soon, we have our clothes stashed and shifted into our wolf forms. Jayvon is a large, mostly black wolf with adorable white socks, a feature I rip him about constantly. I’m mostly a dark red russet color, like my father. They called him The Blood Alpha, partly due to this coloring but mostly due to his well-earned violent reputation. I wish I looked more like my mother, a classic gray and white wolf.

Lucas tried to explain to Chad. "What happens when you snap? Do you recognize what's going on between your Wolf and human?" Chad asked, suddenly curious. "My human gets angry at what it wants to, which works up my Wolf. After that my Wolf gets stronger the more my human gets angry. If I get too angry, my Wolf craves blood, flesh, death. My human tries to reason with my Wolf. Usually it does the trick, but there are times, like last night, that my Blood Wolf comes out. If that happens, it's all over for those who provoke me. There are rare times my human prevails, but at great cost to my human." Lucas looked down, ashamed.

Jacob being of Alpha blood he was next to run the pack. When he met Kathy he was already Alpha for 2 years, it didn't take long before Kathy fell in love with Jacob and, took her rightful place next to her mate as Luna of the pack. About a year after Kathy took her place as Luna of the pack she became pregnant. They were excited about having a pup and growing the family and the pack. Luna Kathy and Alpha Jacob had a little girl named Lacey Williams. As Lacey grew they soon Learned that Lacey was a special girl because, she shifted into her wolf at the age of 5 when normal wolves don't usually shift into there wolf until they are the age of 15 or older. Two Years Later...

He barked, dropping the telescope on the ground and shifting into a magnificent black wolf. “What’s wrong? Rogues?” Alexander shouted from behind. Ignoring the question, Alexander’s wolf jumped to the ground from the knee-weakening height and landed on the dirt with a loud thud. Then his wolf sprinted down the road, sending the dirt flying in the air. “Help! Somebody please help!” The faint and anguished voice spurred his wolf on as if the missing part of his soul was calling to him.

I swallowed hard as I listened and imagined how that would’ve felt. “Vivienne swore it was a wild beast. They ridiculed me but I knew it was a vampire. I was just thirteen at the time, but I was so sure that a vampire murdered my mother, so I found a way to join the shadow hunters. For five years, I was one of them and I killed many, many vampires. So imagine my surprise when on my eighteenth birthday, my father came home and he was a vampire. I should’ve killed him. I really should’ve, but I couldn’t. He was still my father. He turned Lucas, Vivienne and me that night. I became the very creature that I hunted, the creature that I hated.” “If you hate vampires so much, why fight to save them

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.