Emerald Wolf Novels & Stories

“Yes, it seems Neil was right, you are being an asshole at the moment.” “Lily, it is not below me right now to pick you up from your collar and dump you outside of my room. Do. NOT. Test. My. Patience.” His wolf growled out, his black eyes turning gold, a sign of his wolf emerging from its slumber, only for his sister’s own black eyes to turn copper, challenging his with a small snarl.

It chuckled lightly. Something about this voice was familiar. Her words were soft and calming, yet powerful. And I could almost swear that it had a resemblance to... Maybe I was just exaggerating. "What's your name, wolf?" I asked, using a mind link. How did I even do that? It was cool. "I am Emerald, your wolf," Emerald replied curt and sharp. "Nice to meet you, Emerald," I replied, not knowing what else to say. Confusion filled me once more as my eyes darted to my surroundings, before resting on a pond.

Emerald's eyes roamed the forest, Emerald had been so occupied with running away from her cousins that she had gotten lost, she knew she was far from home and she wondered if anyone would care to look for her, though she doubted it, they would probably be glad to be rid of her, but her mom would be worried sick and she didn't want to make her mom sad, she needed to find her way home. "Do you know where we are?” she asked the wolf, “I need to get back to my mummy.” The wolf moved for the first time and then she noticed the limp on its leg, “Where are you going? Does it hurt?” she asked following the wolf as it led her through the forest She continued throwing questions at it as though it coul

Helm explains. Flash their eyes; what the hell is he talking about? Helm can see our confusion and tells Emerald to show us. We all watch as her eyes change to resemble what a cat would look like, and they flash a bright green, which makes sense with her extraordinary eye colour. All the boys are speechless. I see Tyler trying to make his eyes flash. I just roll my eyes at him, as does his father. We watch as Raven, Raidon, and Cal also flash their eyes. This surprises me because they are full wolves. Marcel explained that the three of them were granted this because they were Emerald’s guards. It is a way to be linked to her. “Guards my ass.” Emerald whispers.

The weight in the air stole the words right out of their lungs. Then—crackling. Soft at first. Then growing. A low, eerie hum that crawled across the back of her neck. It was fire. And it was light. And it was alive. They turned. And everything else vanished. There, in the middle of the scorched battlefield, stood two figures so blindingly impossible that the world itself seemed to hold its breath. Two wolves. But not like anything they’d ever seen—not even in dreams. The first—massive, towering, wrapped in fire so pure it bled gold. Every movement of his fur sparked with flame, not chaotic but controlled, deliberate, powerful. His eyes were blue. Deep and endless. Familiar. Burning. Atlas.

“You’re not going anywhere little wolf, that scent… it’s driving me…” He didn’t get to finish that sentence. I’d already knocked him out cold. This evening was off to a stellar start. “Holy shit…” As I turned to face the next Neanderthal my breath caught in my throat. I was momentarily lost in the most dazzling set of emerald green eyes I had ever seen. Most wolves have an amber glow, but… these were something else entirely. “Um… miss?” he cleared his throat and caught my attention as I realised how intensely I had been staring at him.

“No, Aron. I am not going to run. I will fight beside you as you Luna.” Without wasting time, Ember shifted into a white wolf, but her fur shined in the moonlight making it silvery white. But was the notable of all was her eyes. Ember had retained her emerald eyes, even in her wolf form. It was golden yellow before, but for some reason, it was emerald green now. She let out a howl, one that declared war. Hamza turned to face her, and he was about to attack Ember when he didn’t even make one step forward.

It took about a second before the Warriors all erupted in a high battle cry and in less than a second hell raged around me, Wolves tearing at each other. The Alpha Emeral burst into a gleaming silver wolf, he didn't catch the spotlight for too long before Lukkars'golden jaws clamped down on his neck. The onslaught raged around me and I watched in horror as Warriors from the Lycan City shifted into the shadows only for Emerald kingdom wolves to follow. 'Impossible!' Lukkars' voice linked into my head, but I was sure I was not the only one hearing it. 'Never trust anyone, especially those that look like you!' The Alpha Emeral sneered he sized up his opponent, his wolf was a bit larger than Lu

I felt like I was being watched, as if something or someone was there, watching us. "Don't worry. Come on, I'll help you with the suitcases." I calmed down, telling myself that those enormous wolves wouldn't harm us, that they were just regular wolves that ate deer and those animals. But deep inside, I knew that wasn’t the case; that wolf was super large, its gaze was like that of a serial killer, and its jaw was full of enormous fangs. I followed Dad and helped carry my suitcases. "You brought everything," he said, noting how heavy they were. I noticed a tattoo on his arm; I had never seen him tattooed before. It looked like it was new, and I had never seen that symbol before.

Her long whiskers felt the breeze and wriggled in response as she tried to sense the direction. Rhys watched in awe as his little one morphed into her panther form. She was long and sleek and beautiful. Her coat was the exact same color red as her hair, her eyes the same green. And her scent was the same, mint and cinnamon. She walked to her mate and pawed him with her huge feet but kept her claws sheathed. He could see them and could imagine the damage they could do if she wished. He stroked her coat, and she leaned into him, purring again. "You're so beautiful little one." He looked up for a moment and saw Guillame watching them. At first his wolf was angered, but Rhys was sad for him. He