Female Wolf Novels & Stories

He gurgled, clawing at my grip, eyes bulging. “Aria is not some prize pup for you to brag about catching,” I growled, slamming him against the wall. The stone cracked under the impact. “She’s not just strong. She’s a white wolf. One of the rarest and deadliest breeds in our kind. Wolves like her are born to be legends—or nightmares.” His legs kicked. His hands trembled. “She’s faster than most alphas. Stronger than any of you. If she catches even one of you before the signal—she’ll kill you without blinking. And she won’t even shift to do it.”

Her life was bonded to his. The other voice moved to front now “my goddess!” she could hear her wolf say as she shifted on new legs, strong agile, powerful legs. She could feel a rush as electricity shoot down her spine, this body was ready to run. The black wolf arched his large head back and began to howl. She shied away for a second, then another howl joined his. She looked past her mate to see a slightly smaller gray wolf approaching from the woods, she felt her hackles go up, her new wolf body ready to fight. The black wolf, her mate stepped into her line of sight placing his head under her snout rubbing his face against hers. She suddenly felt a rush of calm come over her, and the thou

His mate. More than the desire to judge him for sneaking me into his penthouse to cheat on his pregnant wife is the wave of sadness that hits me realizing that I have never had a mate. Every wolf finds their mate at 18 years old. The ones that don’t will have an idea of what to feel when they find their mate. Hearts beating in sync, the body’s entire chemistry changing, aggravated sense of smell so you can perceive them from a distance, desire to be touched and just pure lust; things I’ve never known or experienced. Not even with Gabriel whom I deluded myself to believe he was my mate for more than two years. I trace the woman’s face in the picture, the little girl looks just like her. Setti

Silence followed—thick, deliberate, terrifying. I scrambled backward, breath coming in sharp gasps as shadows emerged between the trees. Yellow eyes. Gray fur streaked with blood. Wolves bigger than anything I had ever seen, but unlike the alpha this is average which only means the grey wolf is Alpha's beta Manuel. Their muscles coiling beneath their skin, teeth bared. My back hit a tree, nowhere left to go. I pressed myself against the bark, shaking so hard my teeth rattled. My legs refused to move. One of them stepped forward, massive and scarred, his eyes burning with recognition.

Wells skimmed through my expression and continued to explain the norms of this world. "Werewolves possessed enhanced senses. In the human perspective, only five senses are known, but not werewolves. Our kind is blessed by the Moon Goddess; a sixth sense to communicate with the mind and another with your wolf," I thought that was his brief explanation, not until he trailed further which I absolutely do not dislike. "—In this place, there is also a hierarchy to be followed. The Alpha, the beta, the subordinates, and the weakest, the omegas,"

Her wolf bursts from her body in seconds, leaving shredded clothing lying on the ground around her. I have never seen Alpha Abigail’s wolf in our limited dealings with each other, but I must say that the color and size of her wolf is impressive, especially for being a female Alpha. The gray colored wolf lowers her head, her paws moving to brush against the earth in front of her as she studies me, looking for an opening. Hunter braces our body, readying for the attack that we know is coming any moment now, and just like that the female wolf leaps through the air, her claws swiping at our face, but missing when we dodge her attack easily.

Moans mixed with growls bounced off the walls and we lost ourselves. "I want your pussy. Here now!" I demanded of the other woman watching us. She happily climb on top of the other woman I was fucking, then arched her back, lifting her waist to my mouth. I smiled, dipping my mouth down, instantly devouring the woman. My wolf preened that I had three wolves, including my mate, satisfied. I was an Alpha and there was a need inside me to please all those under me. It just so happened that there were two beautiful women below me that I had coming undone from both my mouth and dick.

It had been almost two months since Nicole discovered her abilities as a she wolf a moment that had entirely changed her life, she had experienced three major events in just a space of one year. Each every was just a means to set up the next big event in her life all building a stronger woman. It all stated with the tragic accident, then she found true love in Henry and became a mythical being.

I threw the guns away and sidestepped the wolf, kicking it in the side, but because it was larger than me, it didn't even get phased and instead turned around, snapping its jaws at me. I took out the dagger I had prepared for Alexander and plunged it right into the wolf's eye, who howled in pain, followed by falling limp. I retracted my dagger and continued the fight when, like a flash, a large black wolf with a white and brown tail appeared out of nowhere, jumping into the fight. In less than minutes, the wolf wiped out almost all of my family, leaving only a handful of us. Looking at the agility and fighting skill, I instantly recognized him: alpha Alexander, the man I was here to kill!

Seeing the panic in the female wolf's eyes, Rex intervened. "No. We will determine if, I'm sorry, what is your name?" He asked, softening his tone. "Aisha." She looked down. "OK, Aisha, let's take a walk to distance us from prying eyes and ears. Its just going to be you, me, Makai, Rixa, and Kit. Would that be alright with you?” He smiled at female wolf trying to ease her fears. Being an omega after all, in a pack, they were always first to submit under an Alpha's Spirit.