Despicable Me Wolf Novels & Stories

A strong Alpha presence came over me. “Hello Boy, I am Morpheus, and I am your wolf. I am excited to meet you finally. We are equals, and we are one. You are so powerful that you do not know or realize what you are capable of, Boy. Your speed, stamina, and strength are not your ordinary wolf capabilities. You do not have a wolf that becomes you. Your wolf detaches itself and allows you to use both of us simultaneously.” What did my wolf tell me? I am flabbergasted knowing I can do this.

Let me in so I can help you remember. Dominique broke down her walls and let me in. As I entered her mind, a black and white wolf appeared and growled at me. I stopped as I looked into the wolf’s eyes, Dominique’s eyes. She growled again and snapped her teeth at me. I merely grinned. ‘You are Dominique’s wolf. That’s interesting. I did not think she could have one. Something Alpha did brought you about, but you will obey your master,’ I said as I grabbed the wolf by the throat.

He didn’t understand me, damn it. A flash of light catches my eye and I freeze as my mind tries to understand what I’m seeing. Is that real, or a mirage? I’ve never seen sand move like that. What the… It’s a wolf. A wolf with the ability to camouflage with its surroundings. Another experiment from the underground human labs. And he’s moving quicker than the others, zeroed in on his target with the intensity of a predator hyperfocused on its prey. Only this time it’s prey is my mate.

He beamed with pride as we stopped in front of the first cage. It was a wolf, tiny and weak. So tiny, that it sat curled up under a small tree. It lifted its head when it saw us. Then it yawned and its head fell back down. “Is that a wolf pup?” I asked, confused. “No! It’s a full grown midget wolf! Isn’t that such a blast!” He chuckled when he said it. I looked again. A midget wolf? Those were rare, super rare. They were wolves that had gone wrong, like a disability. They couldn’t reach full werewolf size, so they were usually kept inside and never released.

Damien's POV As I approached my car, my eyes fell upon the reflection in the window – a magnificent creature that I knew was now a part of me. A black wolf stood before me, sleek and powerful, its fur glistening under the moonlight. Two distinct white spots adorned each side of its abdomen, like silent companions in the darkness. A single grey patch on its forehead added an air of mystery to its already enchanting presence. I couldn't help but admire the wolf before me. Its form exuded strength, grace, and an untamed beauty that resonated deep within me. The wolf's eyes, a brilliant shade of amber, held a certain wisdom and understanding, as if it had been waiting for me all along.

I also told him about my mate rejecting me because I got my wolf at a young age and my parents told me to never show my wolf because it is dangerous. At that moment Lucien says he wants to see my wolf and I am surprised. I ask nova what she thinks and she says it might be a good idea. He could help us. So I agree as long as he doesnt tell anyone he asks why and I tell him because it can cause problems. I proceed to tell him Emma is the first person to ever see my wolf since my parents died. He tells the driver to stop at his favorite spot in the woods and drive away and pick up food and he will call when he's ready.

Her eyes held anxiousness, worries, fear, and her expressions let me conclude that she had never something like Miracle. The lady must have been a werewolf or something supernatural for she disappeared in an instant after that unwanted encounter. Unlike Emma's wolf Emmy, Miracle is a brown wolf with a brown, thick, bushy tail, and long ears with light chocolate inner skin. Miracle is a huge wolf. Emma didn’t believe it after she saw Miracle for the first time.

The Silas wolf was a dirty brown color and I watched in horror as its broad line-backer shoulders deflated into such profound disappointment it was all I could do not to rage at it. “I don't understand why yer wouldn't let us have our fun with the little birdie! We share all our spoils with you! What's so special about this one?” He whined bitterly, turning his scary red eyes to flash me with a hateful look until I recoiled from the beast. “Shut up and get out. This one isn't meant for sharing.” Alpha Toph growled possessively and for once I was grateful for the wicked Alpha because the other wolf cursed loudly, banging what sounded like knives and metal around in the darkness as I stretched

At the sight of her, the room fell so silent, she could have heard a piece of straw hit the marble floor. Lily gulped. Each one of them was massive—alpha wolves comparable to Rebel or the Grey Wolf warriors. But unlike the cowboys at Wolf Pack Run who were rough around the edges, these wolves looked nearly as feral as Rebel, and if their leader’s reputation was any indication, they too were criminals. They definitely looked the part. Rough around the edges didn’t cut it—jagged was a better description.

"Fine by me if you want to end it in our other forms." In an instant the man was a wolf. Her bones shifted and the pain from the broken ribs was excruciating. Once she was a wolf Clara stood on all fours. The other wolf blocked her exit. He started snarling at her, lunging forward. She moved out of the way each time, but he was forcing her backwards. Realizing she would have to go through him, Clara hurled herself forward. She caught him off-guard, but not enough to knock him down. She felt his teeth sink into her back and she let out a yelp. He clamped down hard and shook his head back and forth grinding his teeth in the process.