Excerpt From Wolf Stalker Novels & Stories

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

"Dumb ripped my shorts off me and started pushing up my sweatshirt and was groping me. Dirty unbuttoned his pants and told me to open my mouth. Dumb got really excited and grabbed me by my hair and pulled me off the ground. He said open wide you're gonna get a mouthful. Dirty shoved his dick in my mouth. Something inside me snapped a d I screamed No in my head and I bit down as hard as I could and ground my teeth together. I felt his skin break and tasted blood so I jerked back my head and felt his dick go limp and a chunk was in my mouth. I spit it out and said 'Who else wants to be dickless?' I was furious that they wanted to rape me and so was my wolf." "My wolf said 'Celly, let me have c

I screamed. Oscar, being a bigger and stronger looking werewolf, managed to snap the neck of the wolf that had kicked the door open, but I heard more snarling in the hallway, and I knew they were coming towards my apartment. I didn't know when I peed on myself. Oscar lifted me and stood at the window. Was he crazy? He wanted to jump. We were on the sixth floor. The moment he jumped, I screamed. I held onto him tightly. He landed on his feet and started running with me in his arms. I had started crying by then. I heard the wolves chasing us.

They ask if I need back up and I tell them I can handle it, but I’ll need help getting everything cleaned up and someone to cover the rest of my patrol once I take this wolf down. As a werewolf, the spirit of my wolf and I share the same mind space and can communicate with each other in either form. We’re basically 2 peas in a pod, the pod being either my body or his. My wolf, Gage, is jet black and very large so it can be hard to hide during the day sometimes. I think that’s kind of the point. Luckily this area is pretty shaded and there are some large bushes I can hide under while I wait for them to approach. In my human form I’m 6 foot 2 and very muscular since I still have the strength o

The cell phone had no signal, and I'm sure that if I were to call someone, they wouldn't be here in time to defend me. I slowly backed away from the forest; the wolf was still there, looking at me untouched and with a thirst for human blood. Then the wolf advanced, and I froze in place as if not moving would serve any purpose. I was paralyzed. The wolf is black-haired, huge, and its eyes are as black as the night. It reminded me of Kessler. I felt a tear roll down my cheek; I knew it was my end. It hurts for my father, for Lucas; they'll be alone and feel the loss of another person.

“My love, I can't afford to let that wolf kill the whole flock. We won’t survive the winter without them.” Tears streamed down her face as she watched him walk toward the door. He slipped out of the house and headed toward the pens. At first, he didn’t see anything but then out of the darkness a big black wolf with glowing red eyes appeared. He raised the musket, but the wolf was too fast and was on him in an instant. They heard the struggle with the screams of their father.

The black werewolf howled in pain as blood dripped from its shoulder. I watched the fight intently with wide eyes, trying to anticipate the next move as my mind raced. There was nothing I could do except stand there and silently pray that Enzo would defeat the black wolf. Suddenly, I heard an all-too-familiar click and saw a camera flash out of the corner of my eye. How long had the stalker been here? It didn’t matter; she had evidence of werewolves, and I couldn’t let her get away.

It was here. As she stepped closer, the world around her seemed to shift. The air thickened, and the ruins seemed to pulse with life—dark, ancient life. Her vision blurred for a moment, and suddenly, she was no longer standing in the clearing. The scene before her morphed, and in the shadows, she saw a massive wolf. Its eyes were glowing crimson, burning with an intensity that seared through her. The wolf was chained, bound in shadow, its massive form hunched low, and yet there was a deep, mournful sadness in its gaze.

I whispered, lifting myself slightly and bowing with difficulty, only to collapse forward. The mysterious wolf caught me, and an electric current surged between our bodies, drawing me into his mind. It felt as though I was seeing through his eyes. Before me, I saw a young wolf with brown and golden hues, collapsed on the ground, critically injured but emanating a proud aura. Only then did I realize that the creature I was looking at... was me! POV: AARON I howled for my followers to enter the forest, guided by a scent that felt familiar. The wind blew intensely through my fur, carrying mystical whispers.

"Your exit clearance and Pack resignation paperwork will be approved tomorrow." Another pause. Longer. "Out there," he said quietly, "take care of yourself." --- Evening came. I brought help to Kaelan's villa to pack the rest of my things. In the corner of my old room, a small box. I opened it. Inside: movie stubs. Memory stones from the beach. The wolf fang he'd given me the first time he'd said he loved me. I closed the box. Dropped it in the trash bag.