Divine Wolf Novels & Stories

' Go see to it then and give me a report when you are back . I rose from the chair and walked briskly out of his office . Alastair was already waiting outside . He pulled me and we went into my office together . ' It is an Epsilon . It is in the pack and it is not taking any time to move around . ' he said immediately we entered the office . ' What ? ' I replied surprised . Everyone knew it was rare for an Epsilon to turn up in the pack . An Epsilon is a werewolf whom sorrow has allowed the wolf instincts to supercede the human mind and it was infectious .

They weren’t completely human but weren't all genetically altered with the same genes either and dubbing them with that title spanned all the differences. Some had been mixed with large-feline DNA, some with canine and some with primate. “Sorry,” he grumbled as she peered into a pretty set of catlike eyes. Feline, she silently identified his mixed species. “No problem.” He moved on and she sighed in disappointment. Not many of them wanted to talk to humans. She couldn’t blame them after all they’d been through. Mercile Industries had labeled each one with a number and called them experimental prototypes. The staff

Diesel said, knowing she couldn’t hear him. We are about half way home when I see six regular wolves come out from the trees ahead of us. Well, regular with the exception of their red glowing eyes. They are mangy looking and growling. They look just like the wolves that had attacked at Lexi’s house. I link my warriors and Lexi’s guardians. “ We have demonic wolves on the grounds. I have Lexi and Aiden with me. We need backup in case more show up. Protect Lexi, your Luna at all cost.” I said. I gave them the rough location of us then lowered myself to the ground. Lexi didn’t need to be told she just got down. “ Diesel, these are like the wolves I fought before. And there is more behind us. Th

I sighed with a carefree shrug. “Lady Xanthea, do you know what it means to inherit a prophesied divine wolf?” The prince asked. “I do…” My voice was steady, but my heart thundered in my chest as I struggled to keep my breaths even. To inherit a prophesied divine wolf in the Celestial Realm — even demons knew what that meant: a chance to ascend to godhood. “A prophecy hasn’t been made for a divine wolf in centuries,” he continued. “So, when one happened for Ruhna, it became the talk of Paradise. All the gods and celestials have been waiting eagerly for the birth of a new god.”

The future king of a great Kingdom who was scaling the mountain as a thrill seeker. The Divine Wolf did not trust him and tried to maul him apart, nonetheless, his compassion and empathy touched the soul of the Divine Wolf as he had helped it even though his arm was bleeding from the injury where the wolf had bit into. As an act of gratitude, the Divine Wolf has fought by the side of the Trevaults and blessed them with abilities that could withstand the cold. Their countrymen being resistant to the cold lived well in the snowy region of the Kingdom of Trevault.

“The… the White Wolf is real?” My lips curled. “Oh, he’s real. And far more powerful than your rumors claim.” Another rogue—lean, wiry, with silver streaks in his hair—tilted his head. “Why should we help you get him? What do we gain?” This time, I laughed. Not softly. Not kindly. A sharp, dangerous sound that echoed across the clearing. “You gain everything.” I let the silence hold before speaking again. “The White Wolf carries a fragment of divine power. A fragment taken from me. With it, I will reshape the hierarchy of wolves everywhere. No more councils. No more alliances. No more territories.” I swept my gaze across them. “Only power. Pure and unchallenged.”

The Hollow Wolf. Real name: Unknown. Abilities: Shadow manipulation. Loyalty: None. Weakness: Divine resonance. Divine resonance? I traced the word and something shifted in me .. that word divine again. Just like my mother said. And that’s when I realized… This assassin hadn’t failed to take Jeremy. He couldn’t. Jeremy, born of me... a descendant of the Moon Goddess. He had touched divinity… and burned. Which meant the next attack wouldn’t be physical. It would be spiritual. Mental. I was preparing to return to my chamber when one of the guards approached me.

She slowly start eating and felt nauseated. Zayn also picked his plate and start eating the food which was lunch to him. "Don't lose hope. I am sure he will be back. I am sure that wolf spirit is seeing everything." He softly smiled. Wolf spirit was one the sons of the moon goddess that was the god of wolves. It is said that he was the most handsome man on the earth with great powers. In ancient tales of wolves, there was always his stories of how he protected them from destructions and he was the one who let the wolves to shift to human form. He also gifted some wolves to be great worriors and leaders known as Alphas and some with great strategic planning known as betas while some with magi

“That’s part of it. But there’s more to it than that. Let’s just say we have a history. I am sorry they spoiled your mood. I really had no idea they were invited by my father.” I nodded, deciding not to push further. He changed the subject, his tone lighter. “So, what do you know about wolf types?” “Not much,” I admitted. “Just the basics.” “Did you know there are rare types of wolves?” he asked, his eyes glinting with interest. “Rare?” “Yeah. Like white wolves,” he said. “They’re called vortex wolves. They’re incredibly powerful and said to be reincarnations of the moon goddess herself.”

“Your dad really left you in the dark, didn’t he?” I didn’t reply, and that silence was answer enough. Vivian’s voice took on a reverent tone, like she was speaking of ancient myths made real. “Phoenix wolves are among the rarest and most powerful beings in our world. Not just werewolves—they’re something beyond. Something sacred. They don’t just shift; they burn and rise. They carry the fire of rebirth, with powers that rival the moon goddess herself. They’re like divinity walking in flesh.”