Galaxy Moon Wolf Novels & Stories

Then they started walking back to where they had gone before. “Isn't it just a normal wolf?” Lawrence inquired as he tailed William once more. William came to a halt and turned to face his friend, saying, “A wolf? Yes... but no! I've seen one. The wolf isn't like that. Their eyes don't glow like that of an animal.” He then resumed his walk. Lawrence responded, “Glow like what? I'd never seen anything like that earlier.” “Seriously, bro? Its eyes were glowing like a golden treasure, how can you not notice that?” William said, unconvinced.

And her eyes glowed as she stared dreamily at the moon. Tonight she would be called Mrs. Hills but most importantly, she will be called Luna - Roman's Luna. There were still some folks who opposed it but they were in the minority. They called her a Wolf-less Luna but she didn't care that she wasn't a werewolf. Her wolves were far more fantastic and important than them. They probably wished they were Crypt wolves. She laughed because she even thought it would be cute if she addressed herself by that name - the Wolf-less Luna. They would be so hurt that their words could not get to her. Especially, if she is introduced like that while her wolves appear behind her in irony.

Most were grieving for their sons and mates that were part of the warriors, making the rage in me to intensify. "The valerian is strong but it can be removed with the power of the moon wolf", she said while looking at me. " That means I have to heal them one after the other right? Let's get to it then, the earlier we start, the better", I said before making a move to enter the clinic.

My whole body tingling as if I’d been set on fire. My whole life I’d been taught that the Blood Moons were awful, barbaric, stupid slobs. However, the more I looked around, the more they just seemed like normal wolves, just going about their lives. “Oooh, they’ve got booze!” Lucy yelled over the music. “Let’s get some punch, I bet it’ll calm your nerves.” I wasn’t exactly sold on the idea—I had never drunk before except ceremonial wine—but as he shoved the cup into my hand and the scent of vodka and fruit hit my nose and I stared into the red solo cup, I just shrugged and slammed it.

When Asteria wake up, she was a little disoriented. Yawning and rubbing her eyes as if she just had a great sleep, Asteria began to scan her surroundings. It was a bit blurry, and in her imagination, she thought that she saw a wolf. Letting out a few chuckles, Asteria rubbed her eyes again as her sight became clearer. However, the sight of a huge wolf sleeping on the ground below a tree was still there. Then, it dawned at her that Asteria wasn't dreaming about the wolf. She rubbed her eyes again this time more furiously, yet the wolf was still there.

Jack asked his brother and Aiden nodded his head to indicate that he did. “It was a true story; and the protagonist in that story that you looked up to so much? That man is Kylie’s father.” Aiden’s expression changed to one of shock when Jack was done speaking. Moon Wolves were a tribe thought to be extinct. For them to still be alive meant a lot. It also meant that Kylie was a Moon Wolf. After all, a dog did not birth a chicken. From the little information they had about Moon Wolves, Aiden knew that all Moon Wolves were talented warriors with superior battle senses. The weakest Moon Wolf recorded was a 6 Star Beastman with many of them going on to reach the craved realm beyond the 7 Star le

It was about belonging. Gal stood by the window when I entered the room, her face turned toward the glowing horizon. The moonlight painted her skin in silver, catching in her hair until it shimmered like frost. She looked ethereal; not just human, not just wolf, something between both, something whole. When she turned toward me, her eyes glowed faintly gold. “They’ve gone,” she said softly. I nodded, closing the door behind me. The sound of the latch settling felt final; sealing the world outside, leaving only us and the pull of the moon.

Moon urged. "What is going to happen with this?" Rex asked a little nervous. "Your Wolf represents all your anger, your need for blood and violence. Wrapping in a ll up in a nice little bow, containing it is your human. Do you know your wolf's name?" Mook asked. "He has a name? I've always addressed him as Rex, as I do myself. " Rex looked at Moon confused. "Yes, your wolf has a name. Kit is the human, Singularis is his wolf. I am Moon and my Wolf is Krynn." Moon revealed.

Scene 1: Beneath the Rebirth Moon The Rebirth Moon loomed enormous and alive, casting silver and crimson light over the Sanctuary. It shimmered like an open wound in the heavens, its pale glow fractured with veins of red, as though the universe itself held its breath. Wolves from every surviving pack had gathered here, seeking refuge and unity in the wake of endless wars. Light wolves with glistening ivory fur mingled uneasily with the dark-furred Eclipse wolves, their eyes wary, their paws twitching with centuries of ingrained hostility.

Luna Stella points out, “We have an almost complete lunar contingent in the back of a van.” She’s right. We’ll have a Full Moon, a New Moon, two Gibbons Moon, and an Eclipse Moon wolf in the back of the van as well as a Blood Moon wolf pretending to be our Alpha. With that combination of talents in one place, we'll have a chance of winning. “We’ll still be outnumbered 200 to 1,” Jeffrey points out. “Which is why discretion will be important. We’ll also want to be strategic. We need to find the other Moon Wolves within the pack, they will be the ones with a natural resistance to her mind control spell.”