Cries Wolf Novels & Stories

“I’ll be right back.” She sighed falling back on the bed, looking up at the ceiling, how was all this happening she asked herself. ‘It’s happening because you are a wolf.’ The voice in her head was sleepy sounding as if she had been sleeping. My wolf she thought. ‘Your wolf.’ She growled back. ‘Did you forget me?’ She asked. “No not really, just hoped it wasn’t real.” ‘I’m as real as you are.’ She snapped back. ‘And I will not be silenced again, EVER!’

"That won't work. If I haven't become a wolf now, I won't ever." "Only one way to find out. Get her, boys." The wolf closest to me leapt up, and I screamed, ducking out of the way. Luckily, the wolf missed me and sailed over my head. The man only laughed like he watched the greatest comedy show ever while I experienced a horror movie.

“Calm down and trust him.” Kris pulls himself to his feet, looking up to find my eyes. I push down my horror and fear, nodding at him. He limps forward, one hand clutching his ribs and the other clenching into a fist by his side. Slowly, he brings both hands in front of him and growls menacingly. The wolves whine, the mere authority of Kris’ growl forcing them into submission. Without waiting, he charges at them but is only able to get one wolf with a blow to the ribs. Blood spews out of its mouth, and it falls to the ground.

Something woke up in the pack that day And it was not a good sign No one understood it But everyone felt it It came suddenly Like a force passing through every wolf One second everything was normal The next… it wasn’t Wolves shifted without control One after the other Growls filled the air Bodies changed Then just as fast… they returned back Silence followed Confusion Fear No one spoke at first “What was that…” someone finally said But there was no answer Because no one knew The elders didn’t waste time “Call the witch,” one of them ordered

My wolf form was already active, but the fall felt like an eternity, and my instincts were overwhelmed by the shock of the situation. The land below rushed toward me, the details sharpening with every passing second. My breath hitched, and a desperate cry tore from my throat. Christian's words echoed in my mind, a lifeline amidst the chaos. "Trust me and yourself, and call out for your wolf..." With a surge of desperation, I closed my eyes and reached out mentally, calling out to my wolf. Fear gripped me, threatening to paralyze my senses, but I pushed through it, clinging to the hope that there was something within me that could save me.

I have never seen anything like this before. Our wolves do not tend to ride its human counterparts’ emotions, which means it is the first time we ever saw a wolf cry. Only when I see the hurt, denial, and pure agony in his eyes did I realize… What I had been through was nothing compared to what he did. “He’s hurting.” Eloise whispers, making me look back down at her. Her doe eyes search mine for a moment, waiting for my reaction. I glance at the wolf caged within the hideous walls that had grown moss and filth over the years. He stood on all fours, eyes looking right into mine as if proving he was sane.

the wolf stuttered and San’s eyes widened in shock but then she side smiled and flung away the coughing wolf. “Nothing about this case surprises me anymore,” San laughed and snapped her fingers to relay her orders to execute the begging wolf. San laughed and laughed and laughed until she was pressing against a wall and sliding down while crying. “San ! Don’t get disheartened. Maybe the wolf was lying. Alpha Adolf shall never do such a thing !” Kris worriedly suggested. No. The wolf was not lying. He told the truth. Even I could make that out.

A sharp little sound that cracked against the stillness like glass under pressure. I should sleep. But sleep meant dreams. And I already lived with enough nightmares awake. So I stayed right there. On the floor. Wrapped in moonlight and silence and the kind of sadness that doesn’t cry. Because wolves don’t cry. They drink. They break. They bite. They just don’t cry in public. And apparently, they don’t cry in private either. _knock_ _knock_ The knock was soft at first, too polite, too calm and then came another, firmer, slower and commanding.

The wolf charges into an invisible barrier surrounding the puddle. "Leave me alone!" I scream as the water at my feet starts to freeze. The wolf persistently tries to reach me, and every time it does, I scream and curl into a protective ball. I tightly shut my eyes, covering my head with my hands, yearning to awaken from this nightmare.

the wolf stuttered and San’s eyes widened in shock but then she side smiled and flung away the coughing wolf. “Nothing about this case surprises me anymore,” San laughed and snapped her fingers to relay her orders to execute the begging wolf. San laughed and laughed and laughed until she was pressing against a wall and sliding down while crying. “San ! Don’t get disheartened. Maybe the wolf was lying. Alpha Adolf shall never do such a thing !” Kris worriedly suggested. No. The wolf was not lying. He told the truth. Even I could make that out.