Dark Wolf Shiro Novels & Stories

I watched through her eyes, powerless, as she lunged at the bear. The queen stood tall, raising her claws, a faint glow gathering around her paws, but she was no match for the ruthless precision of the my wolf With a feral snarl, my wolf pounced, sinking her claws deep into the queen’s chest. The bear roared in pain, as the wolf dug mercilessly, retrieving the shimmering crystal lodged inside her heart. The Heartstone wasn’t like the others I’d seen before, it was pure white. My wolf dropped it into the obsidian vase Xareth always carried. And that was when everything changed.

I stopped as his side glared intensified with a touch of his wolf's eyes. Oh crap! I really am asking for a death wish. "I can never be wrong. I smelled your scent and it is you, who will be my mate and luna to the pack of Shadow howl." He said with a different tone that held superiority and made my legs jelly in fear. "I- um..." His eyes were golden and that meant his wolf was out. That isn't a good sign for any wolf and I'm just a human. Alpha wolves hate it when someone challenges them, especially someone from a low rank and I'm probably rank lower than that, definitely under the rock.

There was at least half a dozen of them; way more than I originally thought. The only rogue who hadn’t shirted was the one holding me; he was now running in a different direction. Shirley’s eyes found his and she lunged towards him. He ran faster; for a rogue in his human form, he was a fast runner. My eyes locked onto Shirley, and I knew she could see the pleading in my eyes. She ran even faster, and a loud growl escaped her lips just as she lunged through the air and at the rogue. Just as she reached me, another wolf, much darker with deep yellow eyes came into view and he looked furious.

Turning around sharply, at first growling in displeasure, but gradually imbued with a feeling of slight anxiety at first, which I inspired in her, the she-wolf slowly ran towards the parking lot. With each paw touching the ground, with each breath, I intensified the feeling of anxiety, danger, and my girl, having penetrated, already ran faster, until very close, from the left side, a crunch of a branch was heard. Stopping abruptly, the she-wolf turned around and met the fiery yellow gaze of a large, simply huge black male. Ducking his head, he sucked in air through quivering nostrils, slightly baring his teeth. She considered all this in a moment, after which, with a flooding sense of danger

Sera’s POV The ground trembled beneath me, the earth itself shuddering under the force of his presence. Roars echoed, shaking the heavens, as the Death Wolf tossed me around like a rag doll. He had shifted into his true form—a massive black wolf with blood-red eyes that burned like embers in the dark. I had never seen anything like him before. It felt as if the entire world had tilted on its axis at his arrival. Was Mother Nature celebrating his presence or cursing it? I couldn't tell.

"Anyway, the White Wolf's soldiers assigned for the operation later are Team, Simon, Seth, his girlfriend Rose Brandon and her brother, Ash Brandon." "I'm guessing the gay Wolf soldier you're talking about is this Ash?" Alexander said as he went through this Ash profile. White skin and red lips. What a perfect combination! Plus this man had an amazing muscles, abs, and well-built perfectly for him. Not to mention his name is incredibly sexy in his lips. Oh, after five years, he is so going to have so much fun later.

Sera continued, “is a manifestation of fear, instinct, and the bond. You cannot defeat it with brute force alone. You must anticipate, adapt, and wield the connection between yourselves and the bond to survive.” The Shadow Wolf lunged first, testing Daren, and I reacted instantly, striking a precise blow to distract it. Liora’s movements were fluid and deadly, dodging its swipes and creating openings. I felt the bond surge sharply at my neck as the wolf shifted unpredictably, reflecting not only our fear but fragments of Kael’s presence, memories of rejection, moments of doubt, and the ache of the bond that had tied us both.

CM throws Pandora to the ground and shifts into his brown and white wolf Rogue. Pandora looked at her Midnight her father's black Alpha wolf growling before he attacked a wolf. Midnight rips the wolf's head and gives Rogue a death stare. El Rey Alpha Keema’s wolf spits a wolf leg on the ground and sinks his teeth into another wolf’s shoulder, tearing it apart. Shota Paulo's wolf has killed three rogues and eyeing CM when CM's brother Aldis’s wolf Pace jumps on his back. Shota quickly fell backward. Pace loosened his hold and Shota stood up and clawed the wolf's chest. Pace whines until he stops breathing.

Surely they would want nothing better than to bring harm upon their enemies mate. 'I only said that to scare you. I am no mate to Farok at all.' She blurted out, and the werewolf in front of her smiled. It was wicked and dangerous, and made Shira's heart flutter. 'You are no mate you say?' The werewolf asked, and Shira nodded, wondering how she had gone from fighting the werewolves to being interrogated by one of them. 'Good. Far be it from me to do this -- to Farok's mate.'

“Yeah. As one of the wolves was completely black. Kind of like Vox. Another wolf was reddish brown which reminded me of Ash and the third one was gray like Volt. The only wolf I couldn’t pinpoint among the four was the one that was black and had white paws.” At the mention of black fur and white paws do I move to tense again. For there was only one wolf like that and he was the Alpha of another pack. The Shadowridge Pack. Aaron. Aaron Duncan. But why would Tori be dreaming of Aaron. Was Aaron one of the wolves we were fighting or was he one of the wolves helping us? My mind now quick to think of Jake and how Jake was going to handle the news.