Fnaf Wolves Novels & Stories

The fierce claw Pack wolves could smell the rival gang before they could see them, and Matt knew the Dark Crescent wolves could sense their arrival as well. He watched as Nathan began to run even faster, as if he would be able to tear the concrete walls down with his bare hands if it meant getting to Selena faster. Having heard the rumors of what the Dark Crescent wolves do to omegas, he could not blame Nathan for his hasty alpha-driven decision making. He wanted Selena back too. They reached another wing of the building that was blocked. Nathan began ramming his body into the heavy wooden doors, in a desperate attempt to try to rip them open. Steve and Fernandez joined in and the astronomic

The last five wolves were The Giant and his four equally massive brothers. Ty, Trent, Tim, Trev, and Troy (the Giant) Kozlov were there to act as enforcers. If any of the new wolves misbehaved or tried to go off camp property, the Kozlov boys were there to stop them. Arthur didn't think they would try anything, but fresh wolves on their first change were always unpredictable and he didn't want trouble. Looking at the five men, she figured those new soldiers would be good as gold.

“So what do you suggest? We can’t accuse people of being dissenters because of rumours. We can only…” Before he could suggest ignoring them till they went away, I cut into his thoughts. “We will make a scapegoat of them. Even if you can’t banish them and their families, they deserve some sort of punishment to dissuade others. And we have to address these rumours. You’re the Alpha to reassure your pack!” With that being said, Alpha Liam grudgingly listened to me. The next night, he called a gathering of his wolves. The grand clearing was large and filled with wolves at the Alpha’s summoning.

After listening a little further, we found out they are talking about wolfsbane bombs. Wolfsbane can be deadly to wolves. In tiny amounts, it can be a strong pain killer for us but larger amounts will suppress our wolves and cause a horrible burning throughout our bodies. The amounts in a wolfsbane grenade or bomb would cause an excruciating death and keep our wolves from warning anyone else. I really didn’t think they knew anything about werebears because I wasn’t hearing anything that would suggest they knew how to torture or kill us. I smiled as I listened to the feed, “They don’t know that there are other species to worry about.” Grandma laughed, “They’re about to find out.” I laughed wi

As they set forth, the air crackled with anticipation and the weight of their purpose. Lana led the way, her heart beating in sync with the rhythm of the pack's footsteps. She felt the presence of every wolf beside her, their collective strength propelling them forward. The path ahead was treacherous and unknown, but Lana knew that they had each other. With Alpha Raven's pack by her side, their forces combined, they were a formidable force. Together, they would confront Annik, change the course of their history, and forge a future where the pack thrived.

I dove on her lower lips, and he let out a moan. Just then, my phone began to ring, and the spell was broken. ******************* In the land of Lycanthropy, there were werewolves born to stand out amongst the others. They were stronger. faster and had more intellect. And they were always leaders. These werewolves were of a different breed. They had brown fur, and they were always huge, towering over every other werewolf. This clan of wolves lived together in a pack. And they were called the Faulkners. This was the pack the famous Agnar came from. He was the alpha of his pack, and being a Faulkner meant he was the leader of all other packs.

Fraser brought up again, raising a high brow at me. When there was no reply from me, Dan, the quiet one, started. “Wolfants are dangerous. It may not be in the first generation, the second or third, but eventually, they will come into light as the monsters they are and cause calamities…” He paused, placing his palms on the table and notifying that it was all he would say. “… as they did before.” “And I completely agree,” Madeline, the older woman, picked it from there. “Katrina is dangerous and those pups are even more dangerous because of their Lycan blood.”

He chuckled in response, “I have heard of the Blood Fang pack.” “Really?” I asked, though I was not surprised. My pack was starting to make a name for itself outside of Texas and outside of America. “Yes. A pack of crazy wolves that take in wild animals like they are collectibles.” He replied with a smirk. I chuckled at that, my head shaking in two parts amusement and annoyance, “If you mean taking in young wolves that had run away from home and had no one else to turn to… then yeah, I guess you can call it taking in wild animals.” I said in response to his taunt.

Her mind stopped reeling. Ronan’s claws extended fully. A shadow leapt into view above them. A wolf, massive and silver-furred, landed on the edge of a fractured platform two stories above. Its eyes glowed ice-blue. Another wolf appeared beside it. Then another. And another. Four. Five. Six. Ronan inhaled sharply, nostrils flaring. “These aren’t local packs,” he growled. The wolves bared their teeth in unison. “Kiera,” Ronan said quietly, “stay pressed to the wall. Don’t make a sound. Don’t move unless I say.”

His wolf paced restlessly within him, urging him to seek out the source of their unease. Rafe stood from his desk and stretched to his full height of almost seven feet, his cold silver eyes, scanning the mountain of paperwork. As the leader of the Nightclaw Pack, one of the three largest packs in the area and a member of the Coastal Wolves Alliance, he bore the weight of responsibility on his broad shoulders, ensuring the safety and prosperity of his people amidst the ever-shifting tides of the supernatural world.