Blood Lad Wolf Novels & Stories

"Neither Jasmine nor I would ever break your trust." He nodded. "I can give you the short version. She basically killed her wolf when she was twelve by eating wolfsbane. And she got help from some witches to bring her wolf back from the dead." "Is such a thing possible?" I asked, leaning forward in my chair, amazed. I'd never heard of someone losing their wolf, and definitely hadn't heard of them getting it back. I wanted to learn more, but I could tell Tyce wasn’t going to be open about it. Maybe Gigi would eventually feel comfortable enough to open up to me, especially now that we were technically going to be related.

Would I be able to bear it? I showered and snuggled into bed. There was a knock on the door. When I asked the person to come in, it was Gavin. He had come to discuss what I had learned that day. He asked me how I was doing, and I told him I was fine. He told me he had come to examine what I had learned. "What are the ways to kill a werewolf?" he asked, making himself comfortable on a couch in the room. "Wolfsbane, using a poison dart, a silver bullet to the head or heart or a silver blade to the heart or head," I replied, recalling what I read.

Lucy nodded in Naomi’s direction. “Well, as if having kids wasn’t scary enough.” Naomi joked “I have to go and have a special one with a target on his back” Lottie’s wolf made a growl deep in her chest. “Apologies but that was my wolf and I agreeing that they will put a target on Alex over my dead body. I have a duty to him, and I take it very seriously. Also, I’d be lost without his little hugs” she said smiling softly.

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.

“Gigi, don’t pay attention to them. Just mindlink me and drown out their stupid laughter. They’re clearly both just dumb pawns that are trying to make themselves feel more important than they are by torturing us.” “They’re not wrong though,” Gigi replied. “My wolf is messed up. It’s my own fault. I killed my wolf by accident when I was a kid. And I finally brought it back to life… and I guess this is what a zombie wolf looks like.” “But, Gigi, that’s amazing! That you were able to bring your wolf back to life! It’s a miracle. Your wolf has battle scars. Why would you be embarrassed of a wolf that has literally been to the other realm and back?”

I asked, my voice trembling slightly. Norman's eyes blazed with intensity as he revealed, "Adam is a blood-sucking werewolf. He's after your blood, Lyra." I let out a disbelieving chuckle. "Norman, that's ridiculous. There's no such thing as werewolves." Suddenly, Norman's body began to contort and shift, his bones cracking and reshaping as he transformed into a massive wolf-like creature. His eyes glowed an eerie shade of green as he turned his gaze towards Adam and me.

He looked at us, his gaze held guilt. "Owen..." I whispered his name while mom went to speak with the doctor. The nurses had said we could not go in together so mom has went in alone. I will be going in after her. "What happened to him?" I asked Owen. "He... He was attacked. A wolf had attacked him. I am sorry Soph, we were late to arrive and by the time we got to him, your dad was already in such a condition. I could only rush him here alone." What? Attacked by a wolf?

As she stared at the jar in the dark, a powerful, comforting warmth bloomed inside her chest. *‘Let him keep his dirt,’* her wolf’s voice echoed in her mind, deep, resonant, and fiercely proud. *‘We do not need the scraps of a traitor.’* Lane's wolf was not the weak, docile creature Ethan claimed she was. She was an Alpha-ranked wolf, carrying the pure, unbroken bloodline of the Silvermoon commanders. The only reason she had been dormant, the only reason Lane hadn't reached her full, devastating potential, was because traditional wolf law required a female Alpha-blood to merge with a mate's bond to fully unlock her power.

I muttered to no one as my grip on his blanket tightened. It had only been two weeks since my mate, Ryker Cromwell — the Alpha of one of the strongest packs, The Ethereal, had rejected me as his mate and left his pack to his Beta, Dmitry Vashkov. I’d later found out that during the last battle with neighboring pack, The Night Walkers, he’d been wounded by an ancient sword which caused him to be infected by ‘Mad Wolf’. A rare, mythical disease that would drive wolves mad to the point where they would drink their mate’s blood dry and eat their heart and die upon the realization of what they’d done.

Jacob was restrained in no time at all, but neither Noah or Alex were particularly happy about that. “Jacob Hughes, Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack,” I started speaking, my voice low. “Your wolf is Lloyd, he is a dark brown wolf with bright blue eyes.” I paused, tilting my head to look at him, my eyes squinting. “Your wolf’s eyes are red. You are not Jacob.” “Yes I am!” he growled.