Female Wolf Novels & Stories

But she was trapped in the cart, unable to help her friend. Suddenly, the two rogue wolves lunged forward, their growls reverberating through the air. Maria transformed into her wolf form in an instant, her body shifting and growing, fur sprouting as she became a powerful creature. Isla watched in awe and fear as Maria faced off against the two wolves, her instincts taking over as she prepared to defend herself.

I growl at the man Dimitri still holds. The man smiles, blood pooling from his mouth. "Our Alpha." He laughs. A female can't be an alpha. No one would follow her. Except she's got her fighters going again. Everyone moves as the man laughs. Their fighters shift, attacking my fighters again. Why would these men follow a she wolf? I don't wait around for answers. Instead, I follow my men chasing the she wolf.

As they reached the lush greenery, they simultaneously surrendered to their wild sides, their bodies transforming with a fluid grace. Hazel's Wolf, Mia, emerged with a silvery glow, her fur shimmering in the sunlight. Maya's Wolf, on the other hand, was a stunning deep black, her coat glistening like polished onyx. The two Wolves circled each other, their tails wagging in excitement, their eyes gleaming with a shared joy.

She had to be losing her mind. She looked down at the book again and carefully turned the page. "As only a few mythical creatures can claim," she read, "werewolves have been described throughout different parts of the world for centuries. In the last century, several werewolf sightings have been recorded. The werewolf legend has spread across borders, even across seas and oceans. The shapeshifter wolf has the ability to change form at any time. Aggressive energy or anger may increase the likelihood of causing an unintentional transformation, so such shifters are cautioned to practice extreme discipline and self-control. Black and white werewolves, particularly, are also able to maintain the

Astrid's POV: My wolf moved swiftly through the dense forest with powerful legs propelling it forward with ease. The sound of her paws hitting the soft ground echoed through the woods. Her thick fur coat rippled in the wind as she weaved in and out of the trees, her sharp senses attuned to the slightest noise or movement. With each bound, my wolf covered great distances, her movements fluid and graceful. As she ran, her piercing eyes scanned her surroundings, searching for any sign of danger or prey.

- Ma-a-rta-a, well, explain. - Alina meant that Maxim could not, mmm, ... let's say, meet with every woman. Men have a sharper sense of smell than we do. And the stronger the wolf, the more difficult it is for a man to find a woman. Sometimes strong werewolves get nausea, headaches, if due to circumstances they are forced to communicate for a long time with unsuitable smelling women. And the alpha wolf is even harder without a woman. - Why? - It is necessary to throw off excess force.

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

The Black Cat— her condition has never gone stable ever since her parents' loss, but she accepted the wolf somewhat as her foster father. The Snow Leopard Princess— takes on the Queen's role, while learning from the wolf to become a great leader. The White Snake's daughter— now living with the Snow Leopard, offers help to protect the Snow Leopard's territory. After a year, the wolf falls in love with a local Fenrir Wolf during mating season. However, in the following year— a tragedy occurred to the wolf's family. His wife had dystocia. If it's not for the human's help, both the pups and his wife would've died that day— but because of that, the wife is unable to have children anymore.

Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups. "Now Alastor is one of the biggest wolfs to be recorded in all of history. On his four paws, he gets up to six feet! As cool as it would be to see him, he never ever comes out. He has his own den there in the ba- well would you look at that! There he is!" She pointed into the pen at the huge beast walking across the dirt. She was right, he was huge. His fur was coal-black but when the light hit it just right, it had bits of red. He was shaggy but definitely not lanky like the rest of them. He looked like a bear more than a wolf. He was sniffing around, covering more ground than I could running. His huge paws came to a stop and