G-wolves Hati Novels & Stories

It had never been as unbearable as it was right now. "Alpha Krause," the doctor greeted us happily. He was an old wolf who had been around long enough he delivered me from my mother. His hair was salt and pepper looking. He stood with a slight hunch from years of service. The kind hazel eyes he had were slightly faded with age and reflected off his lightly tanned skin. He gave me a small head bow in respect. It wasn't uncommon for an Alpha to not like his Luna speaking to other male wolves no matter their pack position. The gesture showing his age even more.

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

Every pack had shown up in their colors, blues, reds, blacks, silvers and flags waved. “This is insane,” someone beside me muttered. I recognized the voice even through the helmet, Maya, the rider from Silver Fang. “It’s like they’re starving for chaos.” “They probably are,” I said. My voice echoed lightly in my helmet. “Wolves do love violence disguised as sport.” She snorted. “You’re not wrong.”

Hati snorted but it came out more like a gurgle sound since he refused to get up “Nikolai enough, Hati has had enough fun for a while don’t you think?” Hati stood and even though his coat was black I could clearly see all the blood matted in his fur a clear reminder that his Berserker ways are still very much a part of him today

In the woodlands around us, we're packs of wild wolves that lived beside us humans, so that's how I summoned Hati. Hati was a pure black alpha wolf that had been snarled in a trap by the others in our little tribe to eat. His leg was gruesomely broken, but as I watched from afar, I saw his attempts to heal himself. I approached him, and at first, he wouldn't let me near him, his feral snarls and snaps warning me to stay back. It took me three full days to earn his trust, and I eventually helped remove the trap from his leg.

“In the early days, people try to scare away the wolves by banging a great number of pots and pans together. Thus, because of their individual roles, Hati is known as the wolf of the night and moon, whilst Skoll is known as the wolf of the light and sun.” Kenji glanced at Yuri before looking at the Hati wolf depicted in the painting – the wolf on the right side of the painting. Yuri followed her uncle’s gaze. “The Hati organisation is named after him.” Kenji said calmly, tracing the image of the Hati wolf gently with the fingertips of his right hand. “If Hati’s name, Hati Hroovitnisson, is translated from the Norse tongue, his name basically meant ‘He Who Hates, Enemy’.” Kenji paused and gla

As Bridget was taking Hansel towards the gate, the others made space in the center as Hans approached me in wolf form. His wolf was a very beautiful one, but at the same time had the domineering stature that was fit for an alpha. His golden brown fur was hardly discernable but the three white stripes that ran from his neck to his tail were still there, very edible even in the dark - that was his signature feature. We usually call that the stripes of HAP; Hansel the Angry and Prideful. His eyes as red as a cherry, with a black pupil to compliment the look.

I cried out and took a step back and bumped into something warm and soft. I turned to see a wolf, the largest and most beautiful wolf that I have ever seen. She was snow white with icy blue eyes and a little silver streak down the middle of her forehead. Her fur was longer and softer than the fur on the wolves from the forest. Somehow, I knew her name was Heka, and she was there to help me, not hurt me. Behind her, three more wolves stood, identical. They were a chocolate brown color with black markings on their faces. I could sense that they were just like Heka, and they wouldn’t hurt me, either.

In my wolf form, I walk towards the rest of the wolves and immediately I reach where they are, I spot three huge wolves who are eyeing me lustfully. I immediately recognize Charles' wolf which is grey in colour and he has equally bright grey eyes. Ben's wolf is grey as well with a touch of brown in it's fur and his eyes are brown in colour. Jeremy's wolf is equally huge and it's brown with a touch of grey in it's fur. His wolf has the sexiest eyes...ice blue, contrary to his eyes in human form! Charles' is the only one among the triplets who has ice blue eyes in his human form!

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.