Glitter Force Wolf Novels & Stories

Hector was confused though I don’t think he had read the page properly as he didn’t even register the silver wolf part. “Hector, I think you need to be a silver wolf before you can remark her” “I’m not silver my wolf is brown” A look of conflation spread over his face. “According to my wolf l, me marking you will unlock your wolves’ gift. Until then you will remain an ordinary wolf” “Surely there’s another way… there has to be” Hectors voice softened as he fell back against my car.

And what a thrill it was to feel freedom to the fullest. But this stupid creature was not going to turn off when he saw me on his way. I won't turn back either! My beast was driven by adrenaline from the anticipation of the hunt, and my heart beat wildly against the ribs. Jumping on the creature, I dug my claws into it, tearing its flesh. The wildling howled heart-rendingly, trying to throw me off. Will not work! Just because you're bigger doesn't mean you're stronger! I bit into his neck, trying to reach his throat. And all this time my fire did not go out! As a result, the victory was for me, and not even ashes remained from the enemy. My she-wolf was satisfied with the fight and was eager

I asked in a very irritated voice. Noah looked at me closely with his blue iris. The wind blew harder than before. "Your heart," answered Noah firmly. I rolled my eyes lazily "it's difficult," I said. Noah lowered his head, "You know Grisella? I am known as a wolf who is cold-hearted, emotional, and challenging. Every time I turn into a wolf, my wolf dominates my thoughts. Until I can only settle for destroying my enemy by tearing his body apart. That's why they call me Blood Crystal. But I can be calm. Only with you I can be gentle, and only you I can yield. Why? because you're my mate. "

I wouldn’t let her win. Gilly’s body was trembling violently now. Her life was being drained from her with every second that passed. I lunged at Gloria again, this time anticipating her attack. When her magic came toward me, I ducked low, spinning around her and slashing at her side with my dagger. The blade bit deep, and Gloria screamed. “You’re nothing,” she spat, clutching her bleeding side. “You think you’re strong because you wear the title of Wolf mother? You are weak and I will destroy you. All of you!”

Then the golden wolf sauntered off to the beautiful brown wolf who stood amongst the waiting wolves. The brown wolf couldn’t stop her whimpering sounds. Troy was pretty sure his mother would have been in tears had she been in human form. Gloria gave her son a proper tongue-bath, whimpering the entire time. The golden wolf stood still as his mother worked on him, whimpering intermittently too. All the other wolves, including the alpha, stood quietly as Gloria got acquainted with her son’s wolf.

I can't put a finger on it but something is wrong, the two witches seem to be chanting under their breath and the pendants are glowing. “Game on, old man” Enyo says, she shifts back into her small silver wolf that now holds the same white glow as her. Her wolf is small but it is stronger and faster than any other Alpha wolf I have ever seen. They start to circle each other, she snaps her teeth at him.

“My kind wolf, introduce yourself to me; who are you?’ Lumaro asked while looking directly into the eyes of the yellowish, ugly wolf. The yellowish, ugly wolf wiggled its tail and through Lumaro’s mind, it gave the answer to Lumaro’s query. “I am Grella; the cursed wolf of Grazziena.” “Grella, I don’t know how the curse will be removed from you but one thing for sure, there will be a way to remove it,” Lumaro murmured and looked up at Aling Lumen and Mang Ruben. "Aling Lumen and Mang Ruben, please meet Grella, the wolf of Grazziena," he said introducing the wolf to Grazziena's adoptive parents. Grella wiggled her tail and growled as if agreeing to Lumaro’s statement. Both Aling Lumen and Man

I sniffed the drink again, suspecting it was Nightshade Grass that would make wolves lose control and shift. I glanced at Jasper, who was also struggling with his wolf. The golden gleam in his eyes indicated that his wolf was struggling to take control. Crystal's struggle became so intense that I could feel her rage and unease.

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.

My muscles screamed in protest, but the thought of the pack house getting ransacked fueled me on. Suddenly, a deafening roar erupted from the edge of the clearing. A giant silver wolf, with eyes that could outshine a disco ball, charged into the fray like a furry tank. It was the Glacierclaw leader, and let me tell you, the dude did not mess around. With teeth bared and claws unsheathed, he tore into the rogue pack like a weed whacker on steroids, scattering them faster than you could say "retreat." The other glowy-eyed wolves joined the fight, their movements swift and deadly.