G-wolves Hati Novels & Stories

"I treated you all as family, considering every decision with your interests in mind. But have you ever, even once, respected me as one of your own?" Madison's face turned ashen, Hattie's lips curled in restrained anger, and even Kelsey's expression looked uneasy. Hattie was the first to snap. The mint pheromones from her neck flared, her wolf ears pricked in fury, and her nails dug into her palm, drawing blood. She roared, "You helped us? Without the pack's wealth, that doctor wouldn't have treated her! And accompanying Kelsey in his startup? Please, Kelsey was the one supporting you! You're nothing but a wolf who can't even fight. Don't flatter yourself!"

“We’ve got a big problem.” “I know, green eyes,” he whispers through gritted teeth. Whipping off his helmet, his pale eyes hold a quiet storm. “Oakville have got a goddamn wolf on their team.”

"And then the debt collectors will come for both of us and seize pack lands, and every wolf in Crescent Moon Pack will lose their homes because you were too selfish to accept your fate. Can you live with that?" The trap closes around me so perfectly I almost admire the cruelty. He knows I cannot let the pack suffer for his mistakes, recognizes I have spent three years protecting these wolves from his incompetence, and admits I will choose their safety over my freedom. "You are a monster," I say. "I'm a realist." He responds by straightening his jacket like we just finished a pleasant conversation. "You were never going to give me an heir anyway, too defective for that. At least this way you

“Just let go, and I’ll be right there with you.” She calmed slightly as he held her. The first time was always the worst and she was so much older than she should have been for a first timer. He felt his own wolf clawing its way to the front of his mind rushing to be freed. He could feel her letting go, letting the beast with in her move forward. Her wolf was violently making its appearance, with one more blood curtailing scream Tifs eyes opened wide as the wolf broke free of the human form that held her. A beautiful red and silver creature, the bright green eyes glinting in the moon lit snow covered night. His black wolf hushing to meet hers. Siron had only one thought rush through his mind

He can do something. So, I put on the mask and dial the number on the phone. I took up putting on the mask because it distorts my voice. Only the high-ranking members can hear my voice without the need for a mask. These low-ranked wolves can change sides at any time, just like the fool who almost ratted us out last summer. ‘Where have you been? What have you been up to?’ I decided I wanted to be rude today. ‘I’m sorry master, my alpha has me everywhere. His father has been ill and he wanted some healer from Alabama.’

She might as well start now. Her face was bright red but she made herself look at him. She smiled. He was amazingly muscular and handsome for someone over five hundred years old. She concentrated on looking at Rhys and tried to avert her eyes from Alistair. Once their clothing was folded and set on a nearby rock, they quickly shifted into a large white wolf and an even bigger black wolf. Katy gasped in awe. It happened so fast. She could have missed it if she'd closed her eyes for more than a second. The black wolf was quickly in front of her, his nose pushing under her hand. She giggled and stroked his soft fur. "Rhys, you're beautiful. I'm going to watch you run from up there." She pointed

"Who are you guys?" Leah asked the five werewolves. "I know, you're not ordinary humans. But ...." "Wow! Your instincts are amazing." One of the werewolves praised Leah's prowess. "Apparently you can guess who we are. How cool!" Another werewolf replied. In fact, he too clapped his hands in front of Leah while flashing a mocking smile. "So, how about it? Are you coming with us?" the other wolf urged. "NO!" Leah firmly refused. "I'm not coming with you."

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

“The Healer, The Killer, The Retriever and The Provider.” The goddess chuckled. “I’m happy I chose you as the guardian. You are smart. And yes, you are correct. One of them will have the title, The Killer, one, The Healer, another, The Retriever and the last one, The provider. “According to their titles, The Killer, you can tell will be the most dangerous of them all. The killer will be given the gift of killing just as fast as you can blink your eyes. Then the Healer, according to the name will receive the gift of being able to heal. The retriever, according to the name will be the one to receive the gift of being able to retrieve captured wolves all around the world and find a place for th

Jeremy Jensen, better known to the werewolves as Arfak, was a scrawny man with a big mouth and a bad attitude. Despite his small size and unimpressive appearance, the man was surprisingly strong. In the town, he had a reputation for trouble making. Among the wolves, he had a reputation for... other things. He had a great tendency to avoid work, and because of his position among the wolves, he rarely had need of it. There were always some among the Omegas ready to serve the Delta, even as men.