Novel & Cerita Chaos Wolf

It seemed like half the pack took turns hooking up with each other while the other half was strictly monogamous. Clara was the odd woman out who wasn't down to fuck or tied down in a serious relationship. She even saw Roxy hook up with a few different men over the last weeks, making it hard to believe she was hurting that bad from her breakup. Clara decided it was time to shift back and began her run back towards her clothing. Out of nowhere another wolf jumped in her path. Clara locked her legs and slid, barely avoiding running into the other pack member. She didn't know who he was, but outside of a handful of people she didn't recognize anyone in their wolf form. The other wolf started com

Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions. “Get your head out of your ass!” My wolf chides me. “A chaos witch is exactly what it sounds like. She is unpredictable. She has access to lots of kinds of magic, but none of them are her true calling. Chaos witches have to work twice as hard at mastering their skills, but they have natural access to more types of magic. If they put in the work, they can master all of the elements.” “Do you think she has put in the work?”

Gerwulf yelped, holding his arm up in defense trying to protect himself from more blows. Hylda attacked him, slashing the air like a mad woman. Eloise finally found the opportunity, biting Delmar's hand hard and screaming for Gerwulf to run. At her words, his head snapped to the side, their eyes locking. Both of them stood as if time had stopped, Eloise unable to understand what was happening as he began running towards her. An earth shaking howl erupted from him, causing crowd goers to fall and drums to tip over. Even Hylda and Finn held their ears in pain. Gerwulf jumped, transforming as if he'd done it his entire life. A large blood red wolf with piercing amber eyes emerging as it barrele

Seeing his attacker. A huge jet black wolf looks down at him with piercing green eyes and the wolves around immediately bow to him. Daniel could feel the person's aura. It was not a Beta or a Gana blood. It was way more. The beautiful wolf with black jet fur was a rarity. A royal wolf,who have been heard to go extinct years ago. The wolf starts approaching Daniel, daring him to move. By blocking his exit and standing between the cliff and him. And Daniel gulps. Knowing there was no escape now.

She was restless for the last hour. I reached the middle of the forest when suddenly a white wolf came out of the trees and stood in front of me. The wolf was large, his fur was shining under the moonlight and his aura was powerful. He didn't seem like a rogue as his eyes weren't red. Usually rogues have red eyes while he had grey. Red eyes is a sign that their wolves have complete control over them. Maybe he wasn't a rogue for too long or he was just a wolf that got lost. What is certain is that the color of his fur is very rare! This color was not prevalent around here.

As I hop out of my Range Rover, I see that a council elder is standing at the door waiting to greet me. It’s not a very far drive from Slick Paw to the council headquarters. Even though they have a chamber in Black Claw’s palace, their central offices are located about 2 hours away from our pack. It’s located on the edge of 4 pack territories and looks more like a four-story office building than anything else. From the outside and those not a part of the supernatural world, you would never know this is the seat of Wolf Nation, outside of our capital in Black Claw.

There was no washer or dryer at a Rogue house, but the cold water and some dish soap would work the blood out all the same. “Where are you going?” he asked. “West.” “And what’s your plan?” She remained silent. “You could just tell me the truth, you know.” He pegged her with a scrutinizing stare. “You’re not a Grey Wolf.” Isabella stiffened. “I’m the Grey Wolf high commander, Isabella. You thought I wouldn’t recognize a Rogue house when I saw one?” he asked.

When I got in my car and Peter started the car and we drove away from his pack, leaving my mate with that asshole. My wolf came to the surface and started to yell at me. “How could you leave her alone? She needs us. She needed to be protected.” My wolf, Chaos, was angry. He wanted to protect her keep her close and comfort her. Leaving her with someone else was making him unsettled. He was constantly complaining in my head, and that was causing me a headache.

A rare white wolf from the bloodline of the originals. ***

Rage and loss filled my body, transferring more energy into my storm. Ghost whimpered behind me. My emotions had disrupted his fight, and the large gray wolf took advantage, getting on top of him and snapping his back leg with its powerful jaws. Before I could move, an impressive salt and pepper-colored wolf sealed its jaws on the great grey wolf’s neck. Ghost disappeared while an aggressive fight continued. The two wolves were evenly matched, showing their lethal moves quickly.