Cries Wolf Novels & Stories

Listening. Then it came closer. The baby kept crying. The wolf paused at the edge of the wreckage. It sniffed the air. Then, gently, it moved toward the child. It did not growl. It did not harm. It sat beside the crying pup and raised its head to the sky. A long, mournful howl echoed across the forest. A call. A witness. The last cry of a fallen pack… and the first of something new

We are one in the eyes of the Goddess and share our pain. Let us all raise our voices to the Goddess and carry their souls to her. ~~~~~~~~~~ Narrator A great howl rose above the mountain and began to roll down into the valleys surrounding it. It washed through the slopes and down onto the plains. Werewolves in High Valley heard the mournful cry and could not help but carry the refrain. It spread through the pack as every member heard and repeated the call. It continued over the plain as wolves traveling across it heard and carried the grief outward and onward, reaching hearts beyond the mountains that mourned so deeply.

Cyrus’s wolf, Marcel called out to its pack. He stood at the top of the mountain and howled out. It was 5.00 am. The howl called out to the senior members of the Lake Moon Pack. Marcel turned his head around and howled out a third time. That was the sign. That was the language. The one that said, “get in here for an urgent meeting.” All the wolves, in their various homes, heard, but only the seniors responded. They howled back and within minutes, they had all gathered at the mountain top, where their Alpha, Marcel had called them from.

Not caring for what the people thought about me. I had known from a young age that superstition persisted as a dangerous thing, the fear of something that they did not understand causing the men of all kingdoms to act irrationally and without cause. This had caused the great witch trials after my birth, the strange curse that I had been placed with proving that they existed and this; the mortals did not like. The council had burned many women at the stake, attempting to do the same to me when I was a young child; insisting that I was a danger to all of them. But really, at only five years of age I had no idea that my power was deadly and used it against the soldiers when they came for me. Th

And then she read the words that changed everything. “We were made to end cycles,” she whispered. Luka, standing against the far wall, stiffened. “What does that mean?” Selene didn’t look up. She kept reading, her voice almost haunted. “The balance of wolves and the world was never meant to be broken. But time and power have a way of corrupting. When war rages for too long, when peace becomes a lie, the cycle must be broken. And to do that—” She hesitated. “The Wolves of the Eclipse were created to reset the world.”

I heard Iza’s soft voice ring as she stroked my wolf a long side its back and it relaxed a bit. “Never!” Lily screamed. I turned in a snarl ready to attack her and she screamed as she cradle the child. “The wolf is only trying to protect your daughter. It thinks you will hurt it! Give the child to me” Iza said, and my wolf examined Iza closely as it leaned towards stroking its body up against her like a cat. “I would never hurt my daughter! I will never hand her over to you!” she screamed at Iza. My wolf jumped forward in a terrifying growl! “FOOLISH HUMAN!” the wolf growled, but it was not me, but my wolf who spoke for everyone to hear. Its voice was rusty and deep and more frightening than

I screamed, but before I could finish, I was a full wolf, and my scream turned to a howl. <><><><><><><><> MILDRED I hugged myself and looked up at the sky. I heard an animal howling. I read that wolves were always howling during full moons. It bothered me a little that I could hear a wolf howling this close in this town. Gregor took me to an elite party in the evening. I could go because it was a costume party. I did not want anyone who knew my father to find me at the party.

We were a pack of wolves, and we were fighting like one, complete unity. I was waiting on Jake to give the order and not two seconds later he raised his muzzle to the sky and howled with a mighty sound. The call of our Alpha, it went marrow deep with a rich baritone and we all leaped forward to maim and kill. Mayhem erupted around my ears as they lay flat on my head from running towards the wall of shields. One leap over them, trying to not get hurt by a spear while jumping, was enough to land myself in the middle of their formations. I took a soldier down with me, clawing away at his neck while escaping from the swords they swung around, trying to harm the wolves that had sprung at them.

I asked slowly, trying to make sure that I heard her correctly. “Yeah, we’ve spoken a few times.” I exhaled heavily, trying to steady my nerves. “Why? Is it because I don’t have a wolf? Or is there another reason why everyone neglects me?” “Halle, nobody is neglecting…..” I cut her off before she could complete her sentence. “Bullshit!” I screamed. “Bullshit. Don’t say that because it won’t make me feel better. It’ll only make me feel worse!”

"Do you know what happened to her at school? She's having a really hard time right now. So please just let her be, Alpha." "She has to come with me." He growled. I'm scared.. I'm scared for Toby and I'm scared for myself. But i can’t imagine these 2 biggest and strongest wolves in the pack, fighting in such a small house. Their bodies won’t even fit in the hallway. "Please, listen to me! She's scared and she was crying just now.. There are bruises all over her body and..." "You fucking saw her body?" He growled. "No! I mean, yes, the girls from school ripped her sweater!" Toby tried to explain but i could still hear Alpha Flynn’s low growl.