Blood Wolf Series Novels & Stories

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

His alpha wolf is massive, easily twice the size of a normal wolf. The rabid wolf launches itself at the pack members. Dante intercepts mid-air, jaws closing around the creature's throat. They hit the ground in a tangle of fur and teeth. The other pack wolves join the fight. Sera shifts without thinking, her rust-colored wolf smaller but faster. She darts in, harrying the rabid wolf's flanks, giving Dante openings. It's over in seconds. The rabid wolf goes limp in Dante's jaws. But as its body hits the ground, Sera sees something that makes her blood freeze.

We had the same blonde hair, same hazel eyes, and same heart-shaped face. But there was one thing different about us. Chloe had a wolf but I didn’t. That was the reason why I was nervous. I was about to be Luna but I still hadn’t discovered my wolf. As werewolves, on our 21st birthday, we discovered our wolves. But it had been two years since my 21st birthday and I still didn’t have a wolf. The worst part was that my twin sister discovered hers on our 21st birthday. I wondered if something was wrong with me or if I was cursed.

I stood in shock as wolf against wolf battled on the lawn. A small coppery-colored wolf, reminding me of Gunnar, was being overtaken by two others. They weren’t fighting fair. The injustice and my love for Gunnar sent me flying down the wooden staircase. Ghost, in his giant black form, was defending the bottom steps from an equally large grey wolf trying to come up. The front door was splintered, and each time a wolf came through, he was challenged. Magnus was as large and dark as Ghost, but he had a white stripe on his chest. He pounced on another gray wolf as soon as it entered the house. Diesel, with his brown wolf, was already on the porch, engaged in a fight. I looked past the front por

River answers didn't happen to me, I just remember the pain and then blacking out. "I never felt as free as I did when I went wolf, I don't remember what my colour was, I should have looked at my paws," Kyler whines, they went wolf and were conscious are they lying? "Yeah me neither, I didn't think of it," River answers him with a shrug before turning to me. "Who got your wolf to come out?" River asks me. "Uhh...alpha Rowan I think," I answer him, he sweet-talked my wolf, and things went dark before I went wolf, I can't remember shit.

I looked at him in surprise, no one had ever told me that my father had a couple. “It turned out that she was thirty-two then, and she was ill with wolf fever,” he stopped, poured more glasses, drank, turned away, looking somewhere into the distance, beyond the trees of the forest. Yeah, wolf fever is a piece of crap. In the age of high technology, they still cannot cure it, they only help to prolong life for a year or five to seven. Who cares. Scientists have long found this muck, it lives in every body of werewolves, only for someone it is dead in an inactive state, and for someone ... Yeah.

However, his progress was halted when a massive wolf leapt in front of him, its jaws gaping and its eyes flashing with deadly intent. Alister's mind raced as he assessed the situation. The wolf was clearly a beta, but that didn't mean it wasn't a formidable opponent. Its black coat was mottled with patches of fiery red fur, which seemed to glow in the light of the moon. Alister could sense the raw power emanating from the creature, and he knew he would have to be quick and decisive if he wanted to take it down.

But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two. "I'm going to distract the gray wolf." The Wolf with red fur commands the black Wolf next to him. The Black Wolf received the order and left in Windy's direction. The Red Wolf is alert when sensitively detecting someone approaching. When it turned around, it saw a Wolf with black fur and sharp eyes. The Red Wolf was no longer conservative but somewhat reverent towards the Black Wolf. I thought the Red Wolf was the leader of the assassin group, but it wasn't. Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent.

And nothing more, and that’s not enough for me,” Yang answered sharply. - Not enough? - Baturin grinned. —Will her death be a sufficient argument? She only managed to catch a menacing roar from Ian, and the next moment the alpha of the black wolves broke the oak table with his interlocutor. — Have you and Rinat just now thought about the consequences? — A malicious grin lit up the black wolf’s face. — So, when you started injecting a three-year-old child with a vaccine that suppresses the essence of a werewolf, you didn’t think about it then? Bastards!

I lashed out, scratching down the face of one of the wolves as they tried to move in for my throat, sending them sprawling back into the dirt with a yowl of pain. I ducked to the side of the darkest wolf, narrowly missing their teeth and slashing my nails along their side, ripping the skin open. The scent of blood permeated the air, thickening it and encouraging my wolf further. Adrenaline rushed through my body, and my vision seemed to clear and slow, zooming in as the smallest wolf slipped from the group. A deep growl ripped from my throat as the female rogue made their way for the house quickly, limping from a bite I had managed to land on their front leg.