Death Wolf X Loona Novels & Stories

“Much better than this stamp of shame.” “How is this a stamp of shame? You’re embarrassed of your own kind?” Ariah prodded. “That’s not what I mean,” Celeste snorted. “I love being a wolfie. I just think this thing is ugly. Look how pretty hers is.” “True though,” Nate admitted. “Yours look like a crescent moon with a cute pattern and—” he pulled a face. “Not sure what those are called.” “They look like those symbols in the book of the divine,” Ariah sounded thoughtful.

"But you... you're meant for me. I can feel it. Don't you?" "No. I don't feel anything." Another sob broke her lips and she threw herself on David again. He wanted her off of him. She felt dirty and cheap. He tried to pull her arms off, but she wouldn't back away. "Please. We can try. We can. There has to be a way." "Angie?" A man walked into their circle. David looked over at him. He was the Alpha and David's mate was his Luna. That was the only reason a marked wolf would be at an event like this.

Her wolf is large and her eyes have a violet glow. Xavier claps and coos and giggles and emits a violet Aura that seems to travel between Lena and himself. They are connected, but how?

Her call is an echo on the wind, a summons to battle that cannot be ignored. Beside her appears a pair of wolves, Aoron and Eta. They connect with the werewolves, seeking compatible partners amidst the pack. Together, they unleash a powerful howl and charge towards the Drider. They attack from all directions, their claws and teeth deadly weapons that tear and rend. Gradually, they manage to break all the Drider's legs, incapacitating it.

And because she dared to do so… I will make sure that she gets a reminder each day of WHO she dared to mess with. I am Olivia Dannelly, Luna of the Wolves of the Dark Moon. I will not only protect my pup, but I will protect every member of my pack from whoever I need to; Including snakes like Leah and Noah. They don't know the real me, but they soon will find that messing with me was the worst decision they ever made.

“I don’t know.” A soft growl drew our attention and we turned to see two wolves playing in the grass. One was a breathtaking silver wolf with icy eyes that mirrored mine. I recognized the wolf. “Aria.” I whispered. What was she doing here? My attention turned to the other wolf, it was jet black, huge and had striking golden eyes. “And Leo,” Xander said, his voice filled with awe. The two wolves tumbled, growled and playfully bit each other as they played. They had a deep bond and it was obvious, they were familiar with each other.

Fear was the only aura I was getting from Rolex and Loretta, even though their eyes displayed a look of hate and their lips were within a tight pout. Neither of them was helping this situation with their screaming, and it didn't take long for Blake's wolf to turn her head towards them. For a couple of minutes, she glared at Loretta and Rolex before she stared back at Luna, and I think she was waiting for her to wake up like Loki did before she could strike again. But when she didn't move, Blake's wolf turned to Loretta and Rolex and snarled, walking away from Luna's direction and heading towards them.

“Pretend you never saw me. Pretend I’m dead. Whatever you need to do to be able to put it all behind you.” “Freya…you’re my real Luna,” I said quietly, and Freya stood there, jaw slacked. I needed to convince her, but how? She was being so goddamned obtuse and weird which made me want her even more. The burning desire flowing through my body and my wolf beckoning for me to reach out and take her into my arms… but I couldn’t just do that. I had to be patient.

“I know you are familiar with a Half-Shift, taking a single part from your wolf form and fighting with it. But what I want you to achieve is latching on to the Wolf Spirit’s untapped strength and using it without borrowing its form. You will stay a human with your own consciousness and decisions, but you will have the power and the invincibility of a Wolf.” A smile starts to appear on my face. I turn to him and clap my hands together. “Alright, now we’re talking. Come on, tell me--” “Oh, I won’t tell you.” Nero pulls out a silver crossbow from the bag and points it to me, directly at my chest. “But I will see if you can.”

I wonder what color she is! After a few minutes of running and searching, I find the tiny pool of water calling out to our nose. I eagerly approach and peek over the edge before gasping in my mind. My wolf is exquisite. Her eyes are a gorgeous icy blue, and her fur is a deep black with a few specks of white fur in her chest area. Her build is muscular and thick, which makes sense considering she is a Luna. Chloe- You're beautiful! My wolf gloats at my praise in our head, and I laugh at her.