Falling In Reverse Raised By Wolves Novels & Stories

Luke decides for us. He gives me a lasting look, a pained gaze, and I see his eyes in that moment close before he rears his paws up and throws me right over the edge of the cliffside. I fall freely for a second, the time slowing, while I look up to watch Luke being swarmed by wolves. I don’t get the chance to even howl, my back slamming into the mountainside, tossing me down mercilessly as I’m rolled down the hillside.

That first kill will always stay with me. The wolf standing across from me snaps his teeth at me, challenging me to make the first move. I wait. I want him to be anxious and make a mistake. And he finally does. He hesitates briefly. He goes to lunge, but hesitates for just a moment, remembering what I did to his friends just moments before. Then he commits to lunge at me, but I already anticipate the maneuver. I shoot up onto my hind legs and tower over his wolf. My front claws are in the air, lining up with his wolf’s exposed abdomen as he attempts to land on me. I dig my claws into his chest, then slowly lower down, digging my claws in deeper and deeper as they slide down his torso. His wo

Zayn screams that I should get behind him which I did gladly although not so sure there was much he could do to save us. I couldn't help but tremble in fear, as I thought of all the things I didn't get to do throughout my miserable life. I watched as the wolves geared forward towards us but somehow got intercepted by another larger looking pack of wolves. I tried my best to control my raging breath as intense fear overwhelmed me. There were a lot of quick movements, my eyes unable to follow and before I knew what was happening, my legs gave way. I fell loudly to the floor as my eyes slowly shut close. I could feel myself being lifted from the ground by the now familiar scent I was addicted t

The ground didn’t just split. It opened. not like earth breaking under pressure like something underneath had decided It was done waiting. Zayden’s hand locked around mine. hard. not pulling me back. anchoring me. because whatever was rising wasn’t something you ran from. The wolves around us didn’t move.didn’t growl. didn’t shift. they froze. Instinct overriding everything else. submission to something older than rank. The man stepped back. just once. small. but enough. because even he felt it.

Kit called out to Rex. "Everyone stand fast. They are coming from the east and fast. Alphas out front with me, betas stay close behind us, watch our backs." Rex’s Royal Alpha Voice filled their heads and bodies with strength, instinct taking over to allow the humans bow out to their wolves so they might win. A thunderous rumble shook the ground for several minutes until they saw what the rumble was coming from. A huge snow white wolf with scraps of black gold and red cloth hung off of him dropped a few yards away from the Packs.

“You have to tackle the wolf with the ruby fur. She has the Alpha’s T-Shirt. The other one is fake.” Spirit enjoyed the thrill of chasing the other group and the further we ran the more wolves of my group joined us. The other group thought we were chasing them to try and steal the prize but we were chasing them like they were a bunch of cattle that needed to be directed to the stable. Spirit howled and barked to the other wolves instructing them on certain positions so that Violet’s group would take exactly the route we wanted them to take. I could see Violet her wolf in the front, and we were getting close to the beginning of the forest. The ruby wolf was running somewhere on the left side

Assured they were as safe as possible for the moment, and I turned to head back to my mate. As I climbed up towards the room, a sudden, fierce gust of wind made my hand slip off the rail. I managed to steady myself with the other hand but still struggled to reach the balcony. Just as I was about to make it inside, I lost my balance and plummeted toward the ground. Desperately, I tried to shift into my wolf form to cushion the fall, but something was wrong—I couldn't shift. I hit the ground hard, the jarring pain making bells ring in my head. Darkness crept in, and I blacked out, the storm's roar fading into a distant echo.

These questions swirled in my mind, but I couldn't confront my own father due to his men's interference. As we walked in silence, I suddenly heard a familiar voice, a desperate cry for help. It was my mate's voice! It was Ari's! Panic surged through me as I realized the urgency of the situation. I became desperate to help her, and in that moment of urgency, I shifted into my mighty wolf form, startling the men who were dragging me. Seizing the opportunity, I pinned them down and rushed towards where the reception was. My wolf, Ivar, was growling like a mad wolf inside of me. My mind started to imagine multiple versions of horror that Ari might be experiencing now, and I could never forgive m

As I pushed open the door, the crisp night air washed over me, carrying with it the haunting cry of the wild. My eyes widened as I realized what I was hearing. It wasn’t the horses in the stables, it was the howl of a wolf, and it was close by the stables and the main house, making me wonder what had caused the animal to drift off. Wolves never came close to humans or cities unless it was lost or potentially hurt. Fear mingled with intrigue as I followed the sound, my eyes looking at the edge of the property. Moonlight bathed the landscape, casting an ethereal glow on the rolling field and towering trees. And there, in the distance, silhouetted against the night sky, stood a lone wolf, grey

The wolves paced at the edge of the ravine, their glowing eyes fixed on us. Althea was the last to cross, her steps quick but careful. Just as she reached the final stone, one of the wolves lunged, its claws swiping at her back. She stumbled, nearly losing her balance, but I grabbed her arm and pulled her to safety. The wolves howled in frustration, their forms shimmering as if struggling to maintain their shape. One of them stepped onto the bridge, but the moment it touched the stones, a burst of energy erupted, throwing it back.