Free Wolf Stories Novels & Stories

As expected, a couple of wolves jump out of hiding and begin circling us, their intent clear as they growl. I could easily take them all if I was on my own but now I had a mate standing behind me trembling in fear. I contemplated turning to my wolf and finishing these rogues off but I can't risk her safety so I quickly connect to the mind link trying to reach my beta and pack while making sure she was still safe behind me.

She stepped aside and let me in. We sat down on the couch, and she looked at me in silence waiting for me to start. "I'm going to tell you the way my father told me." "Okay that's vague..." she scrunched her face up in confusion. "Just listen, long ago before the white man conquered this land there was a tribe that found a babe in the woods one winter night. The babe was not scared or out of place. No, it was nestled in the center of a wolf pack. An expectant mother from the village heard a coo in the night and went searching for the source. When she laid eyes on the wolves she felt no fear, for they protected the babe and kept it warm from the winter. The wolves knew this human pup could no

Just then Nicole decided that she was going to gather her own group of werewolves just like the packs that were talked about in the historical books she read, according to the stories she read only a strong werewolf could actually pull the stunt of gathering a pack of wolves of which they were the alpha. Nicole was not one to get discouraged by that, because for her she imagined that the greatest kind of strength anyone needed was the knowledge about something.

He slumped in his chair as he leaned back. “We’re lucky to be single.” Justice met Tiger’s steady gaze. “Are we? I think Fury would disagree. His Ellie is worth it to him. Their love is true.” “Yeah. You have a point but so do I.” Tiger grinned. “Let’s make a pact. We won’t tell anyone if we ever fall for a woman from the outside. Between humans thinking we’re twisted bastards who brainwash women into being with us and our own kind watching us to see what happens when we are with humans, let’s skip it and keep it on

Jack’s legs were beginning to tire, but he heard familiar howling not too far behind him and knew that his own pack was close behind. So far, he’d fought off five attacks, including one by a group of six other wolves that he almost didn’t make it through. If it hadn’t been for the fact that he spotted a small hole between a tree and a bush that was just wide enough for him to squeeze through with just the right timing so that he could then turn around and bite the wolf that tried to follow him in the face, he would probably be lying on the forest floor bleeding out right now.

Clara was confused. "Sometimes a wolf will leave his pack or get kicked out or get lost. When that happens they start to go mad. Their nature tells them to find another pack. They know they can't go back to their old one so they look for a new one, but by that time they're too far gone to join. They become a threat. They see members of a pack and become enraged with jealousy lashing out and attacking. They also have no fear of death, which makes them incredibly hard to kill." "That was what bit me?" Clara asked. "But why? I'm not a part of a pack."

Story of South Hills Pack was heart breaking, though how packs are being run these days I would call them foolish for being so generous with those who are kicked out by their own packs, but she was repeatedly saying one thing, that pack lived with the purpose and they were serving it. As the story was getting unfold, I couldn’t stop myself from feeling the pain. Irene is the white wolf, a rare wolf born in a century which could only be born in a South Hill Pack, because it was the right place for her. Irene and I were connecting the dots, and everyone line we draw proves Margaret right.

Alpha urged, his eyes flashing as he pushed through the dense forest. The noble brothers were like shadows, weaving through the trees with effortless grace, but I could hear the growls of wolves growing louder and closer. They’re too close. Suddenly, from the corner of my eye, I caught movement, a blur of fur and fangs. A wolf lunged out of the shadows, aiming straight for me. Instinct took over. Before I could think twice, I swung the dagger with all my strength, the blade catching the wolf mid air, as dear struck me. A bright, silver flash lit up the night as the wolf yelped, its body slamming into the ground.

Adrian knew the truth. His mind went back to when he was a child when his Nana would tell him stories of the wolf people that lived in Alaska. According to her the wolf people were kind and caring, they cared for their community and protected the innocent. He had never truly believed her stories, but he knew the truth as he paged through all three books.

Micca’s mouth dropped open. “It isn’t a slow process.” Rowan clasped his hands and leaned on his knees. “It’s like the human soul is ripped from the wolves. Leaving the beast alone with the pain and having no way to work through it.” I nodded. “There has been only one rabid wolf in history that has come back from it.” I remembered my father told me the story of the wolf after I watched the man go rabid. “It was a she-wolf that had been betrayed by her mate. He killed their pup because it was a girl and he wanted a boy. She went rabid and stayed in the wild for a hundred and sixty-three years.”