Demon Wolves Novels & Stories

I wasn’t sure what shocked me more, the fact that he said demons were real or the idea that they could take over a wolf’s body and make them kill the people they loved. “Demons?” I said in disbelief. “That sounds insane. Is this real?” “I wish it wasn’t,” Kaden replied. “But it is.” I looked back at the monster on the floor again, and even though my head was trying to fight it, I was starting to believe him. That thing didn’t look like anything I had ever seen before. It had wings, sharp claws, and a horrible face. Nothing about it looked normal. “I’ve started calling them alpha and beta demons,” Kaden continued, running a hand through his hair. “Just to make it easier to explain.”

I had no idea they were able to have more than one wolf in them—or was he just the only one? Orpheus must have read my mind to know what I was thinking because his next words answered the questions that kept swirling around in my head. "No, it is unheard of for us to have more than one wolf, and not just any wolf but a demon wolf. A wolf is more aggressive than any regular werewolf and stronger. A wolf that can retain its consciousness in wolf form with the ability to take the form of shadowy wolf-like monsters similar in appearance to hellhounds. He is faster, and his senses are enhanced, but the more his strength grows, the more his anger increases with an enhanced demonic rage, greater th

Every day seemed bigger than the last. Everyone was in their wolf form today. Miriam and I stood opposite, with beautiful giant wolves on each side. My father’s salt and pepper wolf was the largest. Magnus and Ghost’s black wolves were just as muscular but less bulky. Diesel’s brown wolf was the smallest but the most spry. “Using your powers, I want you to neutralize the situation without causing harm to each wolf,” Miriam’s voice cut through the tense air, setting the stage for a challenging training session.

“That’s insane. I don’t belong to anyone.” “You belong to the prophecy,” she said. “To balance. To the survival of our kind.” I narrowed my eyes. “What are you saying?” She stepped forward, crouching beside me. “Derek must die, Lisa. I saw it in the bones. In the blood moon’s reflection. He is a demon wolf.” The cave went silent. I blinked. “A what?” “A Demon Wolf,” she said again, slowly. “One is born every thousand years. They rise when the world is shifting. Their sole purpose is to end the werewolf bloodline. One by one, they kill all the werewolves until they're extinct.”

“Thanatos wolf Salem said he won’t let me go. I’m sorry, Dad. But you’ll have to give him one of my other sisters’ hands in marriage.” “You're right; another sister shouldn’t be a big deal. He only wanted you if you had your demon wolf. Hopefully, he’s okay to marry your other sister that doesn’t have one.” “Why on earth would Uncle Darwin want to marry a demon wolf?” “He said his first mate was a demon wolf, and she was killed. Demon wolves are rare to find in girls. Usually, only males have them. You were so young, and it was so long ago I honestly forgot about it.”

Verina’s wolves fanned out on either side of her, all of them large, dark, with glowing red eyes, crouching down, ready to hurl themselves at my pack. My wolves were equally prepared, stooping low, finding their centers of gravity so they could launch off of the ground and meet any attack midair. Or be the first to strike.

As I hop out of my Range Rover, I see that a council elder is standing at the door waiting to greet me. It’s not a very far drive from Slick Paw to the council headquarters. Even though they have a chamber in Black Claw’s palace, their central offices are located about 2 hours away from our pack. It’s located on the edge of 4 pack territories and looks more like a four-story office building than anything else. From the outside and those not a part of the supernatural world, you would never know this is the seat of Wolf Nation, outside of our capital in Black Claw.

“These wolves...this little pack of…well, what do we call them? The red-eyed wolves?” I feel Edric shrug. “They’re called demons in every book I’ve ever read.” I don’t like that. I can’t think of my baby as a demon. “I won’t call Deimos a demon.” “He’s not. What about them?” “Back at Mountain Fire, they made it seem like these wolves are psychopaths, and stronger than other wolves.” “Stronger than regular wolves, not stronger than Lycans. I don’t know if they’re really psychopaths, but they do have bizarre…impulses.”

The demon's distinctly almond-shaped eyes burned with green fire, lusting to consume everything in its path. The feral wolves looked like domestic dogs as they went up against the demon hellhound. Nueva could see several wolflike silhouettes bravely attacking the extremities of their massive opponent through the pouring snow mixed rain. But one after the other, they succumbed to the hellish creature's murderous rampage. What had been a blank canvas only moments before became stained red in a way that would haunt her memory forever. Ryan and Harlow ran toward the snow scooters, and Nueva could see their movements caught the demon's eye. They sped away over the ice-covered dunes.

Out of nowhere, we are surrounded by wolves, and I’m guessing that not a bunch of regular ones. “Demon wolves!” Jasper whispers, I almost forgot about his presence. And he is right, Killian must have summoned the demon wolves. MOTHERFUCKER!