Dark Wolf Shiro Novels & Stories

the raven-haired whispered angrily and ashamed of himself Let the legend that stood in front of him and with a quick movement cut off the head of that wolf to turn its fur, which was contaminated with blood and became full of it. His sharp teeth are bloody too! His bloodshot eyes stared at that witch smiling beside him, as if she was in control of the situation! Suddenly she raised her hand, pointing at Ardina, who opened her eyes, and Zayn froze in place, staring at how she turned away from him and stood in front of that shocked wolf - her wolf - as well as from the strength of this witch! "Come on, baby, tell your dog to stop causing trouble. Oh my God, look at all these corpses. Is it for

I spoke with a flat tone and watched the colour drain from his face and fear take over. “Kill him.” He shouted as he shifted into a muddy coloured brown wolf. One that was no match for my own. I ran straight for him, shifting mid air into Khaos' huge black wolf. One of the other wolves came at me from the side as Jack went in for my throat. Both were nothing, as I kicked my back legs out at the unknown rogue and heard the snapping of bones as I shattered his jaw. Followed by his yelp of pain. Jack, seeing that he wasn't going to get my throat veered left and jumped onto my back, sinking his teeth into my shoulder.

They were facing their own kind. The lead wolf of the Shadow Pack stepped out from the obsidian shadows of the ridge. He was a massive, scarred beast, his fur the color of dried blood and his body missing the silver branding of the royal line. He didn't howl. He spoke directly into our minds, his voice a rasping harmony of rot and ancient earth that made my gold eyes water.

Tears blurred my vision, but my body, stiff from shock and horror, refused to move. He won't die. He can't die… But if he really… Just then, a massive shadow shot out of the flames! A wolf! His wolf form! My breath caught, and for a moment, it felt as if time itself had frozen. A massive black wolf, its body scorched by the flames, its fur charred and singed, stood before me. His paws dug into the earth, clearly exhausted, but he rushed toward us with the last of his strength, his golden eyes fixed on me with an intensity that spoke of desperate obsession.

"Wolves of the Blackthorn Valley!" Sharon Bloodclaw stepped out onto the high stone ledge, his massive, scarred frame draped in the heavy fur of a mountain bear. His hair was long, matted with grease and iron dust, his face twisted into an arrogant, triumphant grin as he lifted a massive, two-handed battleaxe over his head.

In that next instant, his wolf surged beneath his skin, muscles tensing, shoulders lifting, breath deepening in a way that signified he was on the brink of shifting. The figure advanced. And my heart halted. “Impossible,” Ryder growled. “You’re dead.” The stranger smiled. A chilling, knowing smile. He wasn’t unfamiliar. He was the Shadow Wolf—the one every elder whispered about, the one Ryder had told me was just a bloodline thought lost. The wolf who could usurp another’s power by mere touch. The wolf whose arrival signified only one thing: War. My legs felt weak. Ryder now stood fully in front of me, shielding me with his form. “How did you come back?”

I had hope that it wouldn't just happen now. But like every other year, at this point I would wish that my name wasn't my name. I would wish that I wasn't Allison Bush, the last air of the Bush who actually is the only one that turns into a full wolf on a full moon. I was trying to run from that and some other things.. But then again, you can't run away from yourself!!

After the meeting, he met me in the woods behind the pack territory and forced me down. I tried all in my power to resist him and succeeded. Within the twinkling of an eye, he shifted into his wolf and held me against a tree. I was trapped and scared shit out of my wits. His wolf was way bigger and more fearless than mine but not even half the size of yours. It growled at me and almost sunk it's fangs into my neck as I cowered in fear.

The daydream was interrupted when he saw she was getting away, her head held high as she stalked out of the hallway, her pale ash-blonde hair twirling around her sexy swaying hips, 'Dear Goddess, he wanted to push her to the floor and drive his rock-hard cock into that tight little ass until he emptied himself inside her.' Blinking away the vision he growled deeply, dropped to all fours shifted into a huge blue/black Wolf and raced after her, the three young Pups would be no match for him but they shifted anyway keeping them in sight so they could report to their Alpha.

“You can speak now.” “L-let m-me whisper it, A-Alpha.” He said with much difficulty. I gave in to his request. “Fine.” I leaned close to his face and brought my ears close to his lips. “T-the wolves that attacked are called Shadow Wolves and they are very powerful. They possess so much power that normal wolves do not have.” “Are they rogues?” I asked quietly. “No. They are…” he was about to speak but I heard the hesitation in his breathing. He seemed to become much more heightened than ever.