Crimson Paws Novels & Stories

And before we knew it, three beautiful new wolves stood before us. Parker and Carson both had blond wolves like their dads. Parker’s wolf had white socks and a white-tipped right ear. Carson’s wolf had a white chest and his left ear had a patch of white as well. Jordyn’s wolf was pitch black with blue undertones that shimmered under the moonlight. “Aren’t you gorgeous, sweet girl!” Cary nuzzled her cheek to cheek when she trotted over to him. Even her wolf was a daddy's girl. The boys were busy nipping at each other playfully but soon came over to brush against us in a bid for attention. I ran my hands over their soft fur and marveled at their beauty. Raven sighed contentedly in my head with

Pack’s pack, Tess—strike, guard! The shard’s hum intensified, the amber runes flaring, the ground within the ring trembling, Crimsonborn wraiths rising from the frosted clay, their forms coalescing into shadowy, blood-frosted figures, their eyes glowing amber, their snarls a guttural echo, the air crackling with dark magic, the hollow’s wind howling louder, the pool’s ice cracking, the obsidian stones’ runes pulsing faster, the Crimsonborn’s whispers a deafening roar, the ancient power stirring, the Crimson Hollow a crucible for the pack’s fire, the battle for their legacy reaching a new chapter, the pale light dimming, the frost thickening, the scent of blood a chilling promise, the pack’s

Crimson Moon Pack was known for having many prisoners, snakes who had slithered through their land, rogues, dangerous wolves, disobedient people gotten from the other packs they had attacked and taken over to enlarge their pack. Of course, that was why it was the largest and most feared pack in all of America. They had almost 5 thousand werewolves in the pack and a huge territory consuming half of the forest if not more. Their warriors and pack control patrollers were the best, huge, well trained and lots of them. They had captured a lot of people and went for blood and power, being led by Alexander Gray, Lexus' grandfather. It was risky knowing that every one of them, if they had escaped, w

she ended in a voice much stronger than I had expected. Xander looked away, a tick in his jaw. Unlike other packs, The Crimson Phoenix Pack always had a predestined Luna, born with a red phoenix shaped birthmark on her upper arm. Whosoever was Alpha of the Crimson Phoenix Pack would automatically develop a matebond with the chosen Luna.

"That they can export wolfsbane from the Crimson Pack for fifty percent of the sale price.." Wolfsbane was finely grounded powder made something I had no idea of. It was initially produced to help wolves relax, apart from the euphoric feeling it gives, it also had some pain relief and could serve as an anesthetic. If taken overdosed, it could lead to body weakness or death after extreme pain. Regardless of these effects, some wolves abused the product and used it carelessly and at any given time. The Crimson Pack was in charge of the production and sale of wolfsbane and they used it in maintaining the pack's number and strength. It was one of the reasons why the Crimson Pack was titled one o

“The Crimson wolves have always been in the FireHeart pack, because their flames and uniqueness comes from the same flames that emanate from the crimson throne.” “Can I ask a question, Doctor?” Minister Blackthorn asked suddenly. “You may.” “You spoke about survival of the fittest, how sure are you that the crimson rogue we showed you is not actually a crimson wolf but a generated one?” “The eyes,” Doctor Monroe said, his smile stretching. “The eyes never lie. A crimson wolf is made crimson because of its distinctive red color. This distinctive color is shown both on the fur, the eyes and hair. They have a characteristic pale white skin like snow. That is the characteristic of a crimson. If

When I was at the training house, they didn’t like us allowing out wolves out as it could cause a fight between other Omegas trying to prove who was the best. Crimson was exactly as her name sake. She was a crimson red, now where near as big as the men but that was usually the case with werewolves. Her eyes were a dark orange but flashed red every now and again. We are forced to the backs of our minds while our wolves take over and run freely around the pack grounds. We head further into the forest surrounding the pack and come across a waterfall. Zev POV

n "I am Alpha Finlay of the Crimson Paw's pack in Easton, Alpha of Alphas, so yes, my claw bruise can be poisonous to non-werewolves like yourself and your brother." Finlay managed to reply because Draco's poison was making it unable for him to breathe properly. He couldn't even see straight, his vision was blurry and his wolf was fighting against the venom from traveling to his head and killing him.

The smirk still on Maydor’s face, twists into a mocking smile “Maybe if she is lucky, Tomislav will claim her as his.” I see claws protrude from Crimson’s hands. His skin begins to heat to a deep shade of red. At first, I thought it was his anger making him flush, but as I look closer, I see his skin is actually changing – morphing. A thin sheen of crimson fur begins to coat his bare arms and his ears become pointy.

~. .~ Paws Creek was a lively hub of activity, and the visiting she-wolves from various packs stood out with their distinct colors. Each pack had its unique attire, making it easy to distinguish them. The she-wolves wearing pristine white garments were clearly from the Glacier Pack, their attire reflecting the icy lands they hailed from. Their presence exuded an air of cold elegance. On the other hand, the she-wolves donned in vibrant yellow attire hailed from the Sun Pack. Their outfits radiated warmth and vitality, mirroring the sunny region they represented.