Dark Wolf Shiro Novels & Stories

Sho Chiaki, one of the few inaugurated wolves of our Pack was standing in front of Keira, his eyes and mouth wide open as if he was looking at a ghost. Sho was one of our rare cases. Before I became Alpha, he had already joined Blazing Wolves when he found his mate, one of our she-wolf warriors. He proved to be a worthy fighter and so he became one of our best defenders next to his mate. Now the question is, how in the hell was he related to Keira that he could recognize her with just one look? Sho took a few steps forward, his eyes not moving away from Keira who was looking back at him even more confused.

he finally said. The shadow clan always wears the traditional Shinobi Shōzoku because it merges with the shadow powers and remains invisible to the human eye. If a member of the shadow clan puts on something else, although they would remain unseen, the clothes would be visible. So, we went back to my cabin before heading to the station, and I put on my motorcycle leather suit and helmet. It was for the sheriff to be able to see me. The man in the trunk woke up and turned into a wolf before we got out of the cabin. I pulled out my blade, and Jacob stood ready for the attack. The wolf glowed at us, considering its next move. But someone shot a dart at it, and it fell.

But then, out of the corner of his eye, Shadow saw something that filled him with hope. Tela was leading the charge, her eyes blazing with a fierce determination. She leapt at the Dark Wolf, and her claws connected with its face. The Dark Wolf roared in pain, and it staggered back. For a moment, it was dazed, and Shadow seized his chance. He leapt forward, and his teeth sank deep into the Dark Wolf's throat. The Dark Wolf let out a gurgling cry, and it fell to the ground, its body still. The pack let out a howl of triumph, and Shadow stood tall, his chest heaving.

she roared. Flames roared to life as the traps were triggered, pits opening, stakes snapping up, screams echoing as rogues fell. Arrows flew from the wall, warriors shifting mid-air as they launched themselves into the fray. Raven let Shadow rise, the shift smooth, her massive black wolf form hitting the mud with a snarl. She tore into the first rogue, jaws crushing bone, the copper taste of blood flooding her senses. "Loki, left flank, now!" "On it!" Loki’s dark wolf slammed into two rogues, rolling them into the mud, teeth flashing. Luca moved with deadly precision, shifting between human and wolf to strike, mind-linking positions and orders.

I looked like a monster, a ghost rising from the grave. My inner wolf didn't whine or cry for our lost family. She paced in the shadows of my mind, baring her fangs, her fur glowing white with a dangerous, lethal aura. The weak, submissive Omega named Aisha died tonight in this dirt. Turning my back on the graves, I walked away from the Blue Wing pack house and slipped into the shadows of the unknown world. I was leaving now. But I would return. And when I did, I wouldn't be hiding my white fur anymore. I would be their worst nightmare.

Guns clatter from their trembling hands, the ones still in their wolf form fighting the pull but failing completely. The entire battlefield shifts in a single heartbeat, turning from a direct slaughter into something no one expects. "No...this is impossible!" Jiro snarls, staggering back with a face twisted in pure terror. He struggles a great deal, but his own body seems to betray him as he seems to fight the overwhelming urge to kneel like the rest. "She–damn it!" he snaps, pointing at me with trembling hands. "That bloody wolf has the Mother Scent of the Grimwards!"

He asked, his voice faint. I shook my head. “No, that’s the funny part.” I laughed. “It’s so crazy. Like what are the odds that your enemy is my true mate?” He exhaled sharply. “I don’t think that he’s your true mate. You can’t have a mate without a wolf. He probably lied to you because he wanted to use you to get to me. It was just part of his silly plans.”

David went further. "It's actually a well-known story, I'm a little bit of a celebrity in the wolf world because of it. First ever shifter serial killer was basically my fault, but anyhow. They figured out it was her and the alpha covered it up, tried to blame someone else. The council was called in. She was put to death and he was outcasted for the cover up. It was for nothing too; you can only ever give your mark to one person. If the one who marked you dies the feelings fade, but if the one you marked dies it is hard enough that some people don't survive."

Oh my god the pain was insane. WHY ARE YOU HURTTING NOW I am trying to take my shirt off. I tell the wolf mentally. This was crazy. I was talking to a wolf in my mind. STOP THAT AND REST. I am being treated. I will once it's done. With that I am just met with Growling from him. He was a cranky sort. “What is the deal with the black wolf?” I asked Alex. She must know something. “What?” She turns around. Wait maybe she didn’t She was looking at me like I was crazy. Was I about to be tossed in a mental hospital.

His alpha wolf is massive, easily twice the size of a normal wolf. The rabid wolf launches itself at the pack members. Dante intercepts mid-air, jaws closing around the creature's throat. They hit the ground in a tangle of fur and teeth. The other pack wolves join the fight. Sera shifts without thinking, her rust-colored wolf smaller but faster. She darts in, harrying the rabid wolf's flanks, giving Dante openings. It's over in seconds. The rabid wolf goes limp in Dante's jaws. But as its body hits the ground, Sera sees something that makes her blood freeze.