Emerald Wolf Novels & Stories

Again and again, over and over again, I repeated her name to myself, internally going crazy from the ever-increasing distance between us. Nothing-nothing... We won't be apart for long. How did she say? Belongs to the alpha of the gray wolf clan? Well, that's even more interesting. Hunting has always been one of my favorite pastimes. Let's play baby... I grinned and walked towards the classic fire metallic sports car parked nearby, which always and everywhere travels with me. Well what can I say? Everyone has their weaknesses. For me — this is my iron baby. In fact, I should have been somewhere else. But since the werewolf I needed was absent now and was supposed to return only by morning, I

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

"We just want our family back together. She's just confused—" "Liar." The single word cut through the air like the crack of a whip. Zyan’s gaze shifted and the Silver Paw brothers parted just enough to let Emerald step forward. She didn't cower behind Jeffries this time. She stepped right up to the edge of the circle, her chest heaving, the golden light of her inner wolf burning furiously in her eyes.

Since she got her wolf, Aya, she had helped her strengthen her abilities, even though she didn't train or let her out. She couldn't remember the last time she let her wolf out ..that was years ago when she was still in school. But since Dominus captured her that day, she hadn't been given the privilege to let out her wolf. Letting her out would not only implicate Akira, but Aya might also run wild and overindulge in the moment. She had always been a wolf that struggled to come out, but Akira didn't let her. Apparently, she's one of a unique kind— an Emberfold wolf…… Fiery,mainly orange and red-furred wolf that would raise questions when seen.

“I believe you will find a name somewhere in there” Emry looked from her to me, then back before looking back at me. “I do not know much about my wolf”, he said. “I only know that he is quite fast for his size”, he said. I suddenly remembered someone distinct I had noticed about his wolf. “And he has rare silver eyes”, I added and watched them both turn to look as me. “He does?” Emry asked and I nodded. “Rare and distinct ones”, I added. “Then how about ‘Lightning’?” Jasmine suddenly asked. “It is quite fast and distinct”, she said.

Her smile stays exactly the same, calm and unreadable. Then she says gently, “It’s been a long journey. You should take her home, Billy. Let her rest. She must be tired.” Billy nods. “Yeah. Yeah. You’re right.” He turns back to Emerald, and his voice softens. “C’mon, kid. I’ll take you to see the legendary Amadeus pack. Let you meet some proper wolves.” Emerald’s eyes light up and she asks with teenage excitement, “Can I really see their wolves? I’ve never seen a werewolf in their wolf form before!”

"Nueva, are you OK? She whispered in a raspy concerned voice. Nueva groaned, too fatigued to form words. Eira's dazed orbs found the demon's lean shape as she stumbled onto her feet. On the softened nature floor next to her lay a majestic strawberry roan wolf. His coat was thick and shiny with a long bushy tail, ending in a golden tip. Eira was utterly mesmerised, her head tipped wonderingly, eyes sparkling. Then, the wolf finally opened his eyes. The soulless green that had seethed only moments ago had been replaced by warm molten gold.

“The fight with Gale, surviving Rafael — that was Sapphire, that was my wolf, I just—” “No.” Come his voice, sharp and immediate. “You channelled Sapphire. That’s not the same. Sapphire didn’t claw your ex-husband’s eyes out, you did, with her power, yes, but with your hands and your rage and your decision. Sapphire or no Sapphire — you screamed. You clawed. You outwitted Rafael Montenegro, a man who has outwitted everyone he’s ever met, and you walked out of that lodge alive. That was you, Ember. The wolf is a weapon. You’re the one who picked it up and swung it.” His voice goes fierce.

I didn't know why that was happening because that never happened to me when I used to escape from my pack. I jerked my head at my mother-in-law, searching for the answers in her eyes but she held the same confusion building in her eyes like mine. We were utterly confused. "Eve? Are you okay?" I asked, crouching down to her. She shook her head, slowly. I licked my lips in thought, raising my hand. "Do you need a slap or something?" My mother-in-law slapped her forehead instead, shaking her head in disappointment. She looked at me, her eyes flickering from brown to blue, which I assume was her wolf's eyes but shouldn't it be silver since her wolf name is silver?

"I wouldn't consider that much of a problem. The pack doesn't know about my existence." "We still need to take precaution. But not just from them but everyone, since you can sense that you are in fact a werewolf. Crossing over the border will set off trigger warning packs per say because you will be rogue." Emerald placed her tea cup back on the coffee table and laid back down, sighing, having forgotten that her scent can be tracked and that she would be labeled as a rogue if captured again. "How do I get out undetected?" she questions, clearly not knowing the answers to this.