Clawdeen Wolf's Sister Novels & Stories

I replied. Elena frowned. “A locator spell? You want me to track the specific location of a person or group?” I nodded. If the Crescent Moon pack had become one of the strongest in North America, it was thanks to my mother. She had been my father's driving force, casting location spells that gave us an advantage in battles or against renegade attacks. “Who exactly do you want me to find?” Elena asked, curiosity shining in her eyes, momentarily forgetting her fear. “I want you to find the location of all the renegades and werewolf hunters here in North America. Also, I want you to find out where the hell that Raven Clan is hiding right now,” I said emphatically.

Unbeknownst to Kyle, it was just a temporary rule to seal his fate and someone else's. Drew Chen. The muscular, tall and handsome jet black haired and green eyed Werewolf and Witch. Drew smiled and walked towards his cousin Kyle. "It's been long since we saw each other. Why that look?" Drew said pouting his lips. "I know why you are here. What method do you guys want to use now to force me into getting married?" Kyle asked with a deadpan expression.

Does that mean that Aunt Kyndra and this vampire are close? “You have to refresh my memory. I have done so many things in my lifetime that mostly made you angry.” I was suddenly annoyed by Roanoke's words and my anger immediately rose. “Where did you take my sister?” He turned to us one by one as if he just noticed us. “I see, you included your nephew and the four mongrels.” His eyes widened at Cliff. “And you also brought me food.” He smiled, showing his fangs. “Hey, I'm not on the menu!” Cliff said, still hidden behind me. “Tell him, Tala,” he nudged

They greeted my mom, walked into the Packhouse, and took us to our rooms. "Dinner will be in about an hour. I am sure you would like to get settled from your long trip," Claire said "Thanks," I replied. Then, I said goodbye to Stephen, Steven, and Claire and decided to take a shower. After I was done, I decided to look around the Packhouse. I ran into my Beta and Best Friend, Tom, and we walked down together. When I reached the bottom floor, I heard arguing and headed to where the arguing was coming from. I was shocked to discover one of the she-wolves were disrespecting Claire's sister. She was the Luna of the Pack; all Pack Members should have respected her family. I couldn't see Claire's

“It wasn't Declan; it’s the twin's scent, Zach; Declan’s their fucking father.” Mom's frantic voice fills my head, “Layla, get the girls back on your territory as fast as possible.” “What's wrong, mom?” “Another wolf has just arrived. He has a hundred warriors with him.” “We can come back.” “No, Jackson has everything under control here, but the wolf attacked Declan.” “Slow down, mom. You are not making sense.” “The wolf came here looking for Declan; his sister was Declan's mate. I don't know what shit Declan has told him, but he is heading for your territory.”

She was waking up. "Argh!" She groaned, her beautiful breasts jiggled as she stretched her arms and clutched her head. Cleo was a magnificent specimen. I really wanted to fuck her. I knew she was a werewolf when I discovered she was the sister of professor Danvers. The hunters always suspected him, but they weren't sure, so they found it fitting for me to date his sister to monitor them, but no one told me I'd grow a strong liking for the sexy creature. "How are you feeling, Cleo?"

‘Yes Alpha. As the sun rises higher in the sky behind us, we walk together, Supreme Alpha and Luna of Crimson Claw pack. My ancestral packs are one and my fated mate is by my side. It seems like revenge on Alpha Julius was not the only thing destiny had in store for me. The entire werewolf race has been saved and I couldn’t have done it without my step sister and the wolf of legend, White Claw. Where will be in years to come. I don’t know, but what I do know is, as long as I have Keeva by my side, we can’t go wrong.

"We need allies. Not just packs—individuals. Wolves who have fought Shadowfen before. Who know Vesper's weaknesses." "Vera knows." "She knows the past. I need someone who knows the present." He stood up. "There's a wolf in the eastern territories. A mercenary. She's fought Vesper's wolves and lived." "Who?" "Her name is Sloane. She's dangerous. Unpredictable." He paused. "She's also my half-sister." I stared at him. "Your what?" "Same father. Different mother. She was exiled years ago—before I became Alpha. I haven't spoken to her since."

she says. "We could have died!" "And we didn't. I kept you floating, didn't I? Long enough for that she-wolf to find us." "That she-wolf is the sister of Damon Blackwater. We are in the backwater pack, do you understand that?" "Hmm." "What is wrong with you?" "Let's go for a run." "No!" "Please. Think of it this way: the sooner we heal, the sooner we can leave." It is a good idea. But...

My little sister. My little sister was the prophesied moon wolf. She was akin to the right hand of the goddess. Born a wolf, but with powers of all supernatural kinds— wolves, faes, witches with both supreme and Grishan blood in her, and others— running through her veins and the ability to rule over them. She was the Moon Wolf, but we lost her sixteen years ago.