Dark Wolf Shiro Novels & Stories

"Turn? What are you saying?" "Ah, so that boyfriend you are with tonight is keeping you in the dark. Figures, since you are not marked. He must not be serious about you. Born wolf shifters may not continue forever, but science will ensure that they do." A small box in his hand revealed a syringe, filled with a glowing, blue liquid. "Now, let us not make this difficult," he said, voice soft but his eyes were reflective, the eyes of a wolf. They lunged at the same time; her towards the box and he towards her. She screamed when he grazed her arm, just out of reach. Using an old desk as a barrier, she managed to get behind it and hold an old candleholder out in front of her.

I sniffled. “Thank me when we reach the other side. We're not free yet.” As if to accent his point, the ancient tree beneath us squealed like shifting ice and the center bowes. Skye stumbled and swore softly. Over his shoulder, I could see just how perilously close the wolves from the Shaded Paws Pack were to locking their slavering jaws on our heels. “Look out!” A squeal left me as the wolf closest to our position leaped. In a blinding series of movements, Skye placed me on my feet, whirled around to catch the attacker by the throat, and slammed him down onto the surface of the bridge.

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.

The armies kept trying and when they were not able to make a scratch at the two beasts, they decided to retreat, but they could not as Iron was already alive, and he was standing by the road, where stood as the only road they were supposed to pass, he stood and forceful pulled out the last arrow by his chest, and just as said by the priest, the arrow wounded his heart, and that turned around and made him love violent always. He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and j

What? S shifted into his wolf and bared his teeth at Nat. His wolf was huge, and dusty grey, but not as big as Carl’s Beta wolf. The other Shadows surged in around them, their sheer numbers more terrifying than anything else. “Shadows, stop!” Hunter snapped. “There is nothing here that concerns you. No-one moves without my permission.”

Alpha Vic cried, tears streaming down his face. Just then, we heard the pups crying. "Hmm. Maybe we should continue this on shore when ladies and pups aren't present," Blake said, and gave him several blows to his face until he was knocked out again. Just then, Sara appeared. "We're close to shore now," she said. "And there's one problem." "What?" Blake and I both looked up at her. She pulled off all her clothes, and before we knew what was happening, she shifted into her wolf form and lunged for Alpha Vic, severing his head from his body.

Uncle Shiro said that the two wolves were wild Rogues and that no pack would look for them if they were lost or dead. "He's... Jordan's father," I said quietly. I didn't want to hide anything from Uncle Shiro. He was also a werewolf and would understand the situation. "Ah!" Uncle Shiro said with a smile. "That's why I feel like I've seen him before. He looks like Jordan." I smiled and nodded without saying anything else. Uncle Shiro patted my shoulder lightly. "Get some rest, Doctor Jonas. You must be tired after running around and treating this Alpha. You need your rest too."

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

I immediately knew who it was. The wolf sniffed the air slightly and whimpered, bending his front paws, and bowing his head until his muzzle touched the ground. Axil's chest vibrated as he growled in response. One by one, all the wolves crouched down and bowed their heads at us or more likely Axil but same difference. For some reason, looking out at all of this transpiring around me, my heart softened as a feeling of belonging washed over me. I did it. I freed his people. My lips tilted up slightly as I finally allowed myself to give in to the darkness.

Its only boost was the desperation after seeing prospective food. But the food named Shinro did not want to be eaten. Snapping the weakened feral’s neck, Shinro ended the battle. Towering over his prize, he stood proud and predatory amid the darkness. The snapping of twigs made Shinro’s ears twitch. Looking at the direction where the disturbance came from, he growled – ready to pounce at any given moment. A familiar caramel-colored wolf littered with scars walked out from the bushes. On cue, Shinro’s growl vanished. His ears perked up and a subtle hint of familiarity wafted around the two wolves.