Fresh Wolf Novels & Stories

Lucifer stared at the wolf in astonishment. He couldn't believe what was being displayed in his view. Her stripes furs were glistering blue and her forehead has an empty hole with a pink light twilight inside. He leaned towards her to see what was inside, but as he approached further the hole darkened and the light in her fur changed to white with a stroke of pink that varied to red. But how is it possible her wolf was alive without her heart? He thought as he came closer to view the empty hole in her forehead. Which made him realize that she is an Ultima wolf.

but my instincts kick in and I aim for its jugular and sever its head in one quick move, I make sure it's death is as painless as possible and once the light dies behind its eyes I start feeding, the taste is divine, the flavour is intense and earthy and I eat till I'm full. Once I'm done I make my way to a nearby stream to drink water and I meet the most beautiful wolf, it has a Dark red coat with a glossy sheen and from its slim build I guess its a female, it's back is to me as it gulps water from the stream, I growl in what I hope is a non- threatening way and it lifts its head to look up at me, I'm startled by its eyes, it has eyes as pale and haunting as the moon, eyes I've only seen on

I’d managed to shift instantaneously again. “No fucking way,” Nathan stalked towards me with his hand outstretched, freezing in his tracks as I growled at him, Dmitri’s low snarl rumbling beside me. He glared at the two of us, dropping his hand, “There’s just no fucking way… Someone tell me they just saw the same thing I did!” “I’ve never even seen an all white wolf before, even the Siberian packs have little more than patches of white on their wolves,” Blake’s voice was full of awe.

Mate! My wolf growled excitedly as I alighted from the vehicle. He stood at the entrance of the packhouse, his presence was impossible to ignore. My heart beat faster as I alighted the car and walked towards him. His scent is clean and sharp, like a crisp pine forest after a fresh rain. It carries the tang of cedar and the faintest hint of smoky embers, grounding him in strength and authority. It’s the scent of the wilderness—untamed, but with an underlying control that mirrors his dominant nature. Whenever I catch his scent, it brings a sense of stability and protection, yet with a dangerous edge that keeps me on high alert.

{My wolf} ⤝⧫⤞

I felt relief wash over me, but there’s no denying there is still some uncertainty looming over us. Who is it and why the hell is it dead on our grounds? “I think this wolf is from the Northern Ice Pack. Very few have the branding on the back of the neck shaped like a stellar dendrite,” River shared and when I looked at where he was pointing at, I concluded he is likely correct. “But… what the fuck is it doing here, I don’t know.” “And who the hell could have done this? Did you check with the other patrols? Did they not accidentally start a fight or something?” I asked Aspen and he shook his head.

Then, one day, a challenger arrived unlike any other. He was a great white wolf, with a coat as bright as snow. The pack gathered around him, their eyes wide with awe. "I am Ivar," the wolf said, "and I am here to claim the title of alpha."

“Wulfric?” I nodded. “Fuck, man, I didn’t realize this was your pack. You look like shit.” His eyes darted upward, in a mindlink, then he shifted back into his wolf form. Another wolf came sprinting over—a female one. And that was when I realized that the scent of the wolf that was able to survive in cold water was this other wolf’s. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t realized it was a female scent at the time, too concentrated on figuring out the pack it was from.

I immediately took off all my clothes, then turned into a wolf. 'You want to catch a fish, Damelza?' ask my wolf via mind-link. 'Yeah, right. My stomach is hungry. Please catch a lot of fish.' My stomach continues to ring, and I can't hold this hunger for too long. 'Ok, leave it to me.' My wolf lowered his head and jumped into the lake. I couldn't hide my excitement when I saw so many freshwater fish. My wolf catches fish using its sharp claws and snout. It didn't take long before I finally managed to gather ten fresh fish.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.