Divine Wolves Novels & Stories

she thought. There was no response in her head. A white wolf with patches of black undercoat appeared and stalked toward her, followed by three black wolves with a patch of silver white undercoat each and a gray wolf. “You’re not wolves anymore,” Zoe said to their minds. “I guess not,” Thea said. “We are at your service, Goddess Thea,” Zoe said. She, Axel, Caleb, Damon, and Xavier’s former wolf bowed. “God Alaric, God Conri, God Kai, God Xavier.”

The smile on my face faded as I remembered the silver wolf Jake spoke about. Silver Wolfs were divine beings that had great power and can be very destructive if they go rogue, like Your Silver. He had been freeing slaves for now, but what if he decides to take over packs? He’d be very difficult to handle.

Well, it wasn’t important to know. “Moon Goddess is the holy and divine power. I told you all before how was she created and why she was given the duty of being a protector of werewolves. Now, coming to more…” Dad sighed a bit as if remembering something and continued, “When I was a kid, my father, and your late grandfather mentioned that there are only some werewolves who can see the Goddess. Like the Sun Wolf, the Moon Wolf, The Black Alpha wolf, and the Blood Moon-born She-wolves. They are blessed with the divine powers of Goddess.”

Jordan curled his brows. “What does that mean?” I asked anxiously. Heaving a deep sigh, The doctor replied. “It is very rare and special. The Moon Goddess blesses the Gifted Wolf. These species of werewolves has a unique ability and power. And their bloods are compelling and special too. I’m very sure that Daphne is a Gifted Wolf.” “I am? I’m a Gifted Wolf?” I raised my brows in shock and astonishment. Jordan’s eyebrows furrowed immediately. “Is that why the Black witches are after her? But what does she have to do with the witches?”

I say and pray to God I am right. ---Divina--- When I get to the door, I stand and listen for a moment. Gotcha asshole. When the door starts to open, I shove hard into it, knocking down the man that was on the other side effectively taking him out in the process when I follow him to the ground and throat punch him, effectively collapsing his windpipe. I ignore his gasps for air when I hear shouts and running feet along with the sickening sound of bones cracking as many of the men have shifted into their wolves. All the pent-up energy and anger that I have been suppressing over the past several weeks grows inside of me until I feel like I need to scream to let it out before it consumes me. I

She strikes the walls and doors trying to break them down however they were well built and powerful that Diva couldn’t break it even with her high-level strength. Yes, I named my wolf ‘Diva’, every werewolf named their wolf and I had one for my wolf too. Well, I wasn’t interested in having a wolf or dog but my grandma once told me that I will have the strongest wolf ever found and I shall name her ‘Diva’ as she had the special divine power. Very rare to talk about divine power by any werewolves. I respected her words and named her ‘Diva’ however, I have no idea why she had told me that she had divine power cause I can’t find anything special in her except being calm on normal days.

They'll also be performing smaller observances over the pack members that requested their services. I'm learning a lot about faith from Kennedy, but it was Avianna who taught me a lot about the religion the Wolves follow. What I didn't learn from her, I had learnt from staying with Jayden and Hendrick and Aiden. My understanding is that The Order are the contacts to the Goddesses-the direct lines of communication. They are revered and respected even among the less religious packs, purely because they hold a special standing in the pack hierarchy. But the religion itself is more like a pagan religion like Wicca or the Greek religions. The Wolves celebrate numerous holidays throughout the year

Still fighting. I couldn’t believe my eyes because this was out of logic. Wolves can only shift, not separate from each other. Wolves are mystical beasts born with divinity. Normally, wolves are born with a human form, then start their shifting at the age of twelve. It is at that age the bones and body, nurtured by divinity, transform by restructuring. The divinity has consciousness that can communicate within the body. Wolves can only shift, not separate. It is absolutely impossible—like saying a human soul separates from the body but moves as a different entity.

“I can’t interfere with mortal affairs using divine power, not unless it’s the final war. Until we face Xareth I choose stay here as I am. Mortal.” A slow breath of relief poured out of me. Not because I wanted him powerless, but because he chose us over divinity. He gave my hand a small squeeze and smiled. “Come on let’s go watch the games.” I nodded, still a little dazed, and let him lead me through the woods. The arena sat like a dream carved into the earth, its edges woven with glowing vines, seats crafted from enchanted stone that shifted to fit each guest. Then Wolves came. Shifting mid-leap, racing across the arena with stunning grace. But these weren’t ordinary wolves. Their fur glim

There was a profile of a stag in mid-air on one side of the medallion. ‘I have seen this on one of the guys back in Moonstone. It must belong to a member of our pack.’ ‘Then it must have fallen from Damien. He is from Moonstone.’ Miranda was looking at me as she spoke. ‘Was it that it fell off as he struggled with the abductors?’ ‘If he isn’t one of them, why did he come here?’ ‘He can’t be under a spell, can he?’ I responded ‘A spell strong enough to command a wolf is rare. I know a few witches who can wield but they are all dead.’