Blood Lad Wolf Novels & Stories

Cerridwen tried to explain, tried to pull back away from the terrified youngsters, but Melody was beyond her reach, her beautiful golden eyes turned blood red as she bared her fangs that now dripped with her venom. Her golden coat was covered in their blood, her ears lay flat against her head and her powerful back legs tensed as she prepared to finish them off. Loki knew what he had to do, Melody was going to kill the youngsters and he had to stop her, mind-linking Othello he said

After taking another swallow of the icy brew, he cleared his throat, then said, “I’m not exactly known around here for being the gentlest of lovers.” “Oh.” Tension pulsed through his body like a ramped-up, gnawing ache, but he forced out his explanation, his fingers gripping the bottle so tightly he was surprised it didn’t shatter. “It’s because of my bloodline. My family and I are what our race calls dark wolves, meaning our blood is purer than most. Because of that, we’re considered the highest of the pack hierarchy. It also means that we’re stronger and more dominant than the other males.”

Blake smirked, gesturing at Jasmine’s cousin who was currently clenching his fists, standing a few feet away, watching us. “Wulfric, if anything happens to my mate, I just want you to know that I will behead you without hesitation.” Alex scowled at Blake. “Relax, Adalwolf. Nothing is going to happen. I’m going to gather all my best warriors to go with my beta to keep watch. And then you and I will sneak over the border.” “Why me?” “Because we’re the only two people I know who have a high tolerance to wolfsbane. So if we get shot, we’re the most likely to survive.”

“While they see disaster, I see potential. I am Alpha Xareth Morryn. Alpha of Crimson Dusk.” Crimson Dusk. Rhydan had spoken of them once, a twilight-born pack, bound by blood magic and dark legacies. “Come with me,” he offered, extending his hand. “Let me take everything from those who cast you aside.” I don’t know why my hand rose to meet his, why my fingers curled into his palm. But they did, and in that moment, I felt my wolf stirring. For the first time, she awakened but she didn’t emerge. Something held her back.

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

"Luna Crystal! I am trying to gather the shadow wolf's soul and meld it with the Alpha's." The white wolf observed this. Was it really possible to meld the souls here on earth? "Luna. I will need your blood." Unhesitatingly, the wolf slashed against her shoulder and let her blood fall onto the healer's hands. Healer Juan started to speak an ancient language that seemed familiar to her. As she watched, her blood seemed to attract the black particles as if it was a magnet. The black then mixed with her blood and flowed from Juan's palms to the open wound on her mate's stomach.

The Blackwood wolves surged behind her. A dark shape burst from the treeline. Amber eyes flashed beneath the moonlight. Lyla’s breath sharpened. The rival’s wolf. Lyla’s body coiled with tension. The wolf lunged. Lyla twisted beneath the blow. Her claws slid free beneath her skin. Her fist connected with the wolf’s ribs sharp and clean. The wolf hit the ground hard. Lyla’s breath sharpened. Eli’s silver gaze flashed beside her. Another dark shape lunged toward them.

No matter what is decided we are fated to be Luna Lovers. Chief Wolfpaw climbs down from his perch and joins me at the bottom of the cliff. He tears into the rabbit's flesh with his fangs. Only his wolf canine teeth make an appearance like a large snout attached to a man's head. His black flowing hair has strands of greys in it. A reminder that he has chosen death over eternal life. "Eat quickly my daughter. Something is not right and we should be heading out of here soon."

The bastard managed to hold out a lot longer than I thought he would, but after finding out that he’s a beta blood, that makes sense. He’s tougher than the typical wolf, able to heal damage faster and withstand more damage than the typical wolf. I have two advantages over him.

" I giggled imaging them as teenagers and ravaging the other’s body. "That's another story though. When Liam shifted, his wolf was massive with red eyes. He is the largest, most powerful wolf we ever known in our history. I was in aw watching this powerful beast break free, then he lunged at the boy and ripped his throat out." "What?" I shouted. My body filled with fear picturing a demon wolf savagely killing a boy. "Yeah! His wolf is also incredibly self righteous that demands obedience and respect. The boy's father shifted and attack Liam's wolf. Liam's father shifted as well and tried to stop them. Liam killed them both for defying him."