Chained Wolf Novels & Stories

“A guilty mind. Interesting." “That and Mir HO-chet byt’ ob-MA-noo-tym — pуст’ BOO-det ob-MA-not..” “The world wants to be deceived; so let it be decieved." He translates. I shurg. “Truthful words, if there were any.” He leans over the bar and places a kiss on my lips. He sets down a glass of wine. “We have so much in common," He murmured, setting out two plates. “We're both heirs to criminal syndicates.”

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I snarled, the gold flaring violently in my eyes. “I give you my sacred vow before the pack elders that she will never cross into your territory again! I’ll chain her to my own tracking post!” Charlotte pleaded, his voice dropping its defensive edge. “You have the mate your wolf chose resting in your master quarters, and he has already delivered a male heir to secure your bloodline. Your legacy is complete! Let the old blood freeze beneath the lake! Back when your internal spirit fractured and you went feral on the ice, the northern winds granted you a second shift. Why can’t you extend that same grace to Chloe? I can secure the official scrolls from Dr. Harris’s medical den proving her wolf

He's the complete opposite of me, My fur is pure white. This is my first time seeing such a wolf. He's so fast, and ferocious and he looked dangerous. He's contrary to the handsome man I have seen before. As I was watching him and the others, Karen came to me, twisting her blonde hair in her forefinger. "Hey, refugee," she got my attention. "My name is Chloe," I say. "Whatever, I address all the homeless wolves who come here as refugees. I don't want to know your name or am going to call you again, homeless girl,"

My feet dangled in the air, my toes barely brushing the stone floor. I clawed at his wrist, gasping for air but he didn't care. His eyes glowed even brighter, his wolf obviously determined to end my life. “This is where it ends, Chloe,” he growled, his voice deep and final. “I won’t let a creature like you destroy my sons or this pack.” Black spots danced at the edges of my vision. My wolf roared weakly inside me, thrashing against the chains, desperate to save us both, but she couldn’t break free.

Chloe came forward and pushed me back of my mind. My voice completely changed.My wolf's voice was powerful and complete authority. "I am Chloe ,Alex's wolf . Alex is fiftieth daughter of Goddess Selene's and her mate's .As Alex said I am blessed with the powers of witches,fae and vampire. Due to all the blessings I was granted the right to have authority over this species and my white wolf not only makes me the queen of all the werewolves, rogues as well as pack wolves but also the queen of other shifters " Chloe said in a dominant voice.In respect all the people there fell on their knees and bare their necks in submission other than Zander.It was less effective on him and he has learnt to f

_Chase’s POV_ I stepped into the modest house, my senses on high alert. Laila's tense demeanor and the eerie silence had my wolf growling, ready for any sight of trouble. As I entered the dimly lit room, a pungent smell assaulted my nostrils - sweat, dirt, and something feral. I felt Laila hold her breath next to me, and my eyes adjusted slowly, and what I saw made my blood run cold. A wolf, once a member of our pack, now lay chained to the floor. His eyes, once bright and full of life, had turned wild and vacant. His fur was matted, dirty, and scarred.

Cheyenne let Koa rise, her wolf bursting through in a blaze of white and silver, power rippling from her paws like heat off sunbaked stone. Maddox emerged next, Gunner’s wolf just as massive, his dark fur and his stance ever protective. Chelsea handed Darian off to Grammy with a kiss and a warning about cookies, then shifted with ease—her wolf smaller but sleek, her witch’s aura trailing faintly behind her like mist. Ben cracked his neck, muttered something about “just got this shirt yesterday,” and shifted into his strong russet-colored wolf, a low growl signaling his readiness. Tyler, not one to be left behind, shifted into his own gray wolf, the familiar intensity in his eyes still very m

But now, his wolf form allowed him to tap into an ancient instinct, a feral power that would give him the strength to break free. His fiery amber eyes locked on the silver chain, Asher lunged forward, feeling the echoes of freedom reverberate through his paws. With each mighty pull, the chain groaned in protest. The burnt mark on his human wrist seemed to ache in sympathy, a testament to the constant struggle he had endured.

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.