God Wolf Novels & Stories

Blake looked at me, his eyes appearing haunted. “Hey, are we making plans to go get Jasmine back yet?” Jasmine’s cousin, whom I recognized from earlier when we’d taken family portraits, walked into the room. “Because I can get a flight chartered from Alaska and have a good number of my warriors here in less than twelve hours.” “Thanks, Alpha Tyce.” Blake shook his hand. “Hey, I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself earlier. I’m Alpha Alex Adalwolf from Pine Forest Pack.” I put my hand out to him, eager to make relationships with other alphas.

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

(half human) Nothing caught my attention besides the Elves earlier. Immediately I teleported again to the top of the Goromo mountains, the air in these mountains is very cool and not cold like Mount Smabor. When I turned to look at the forest side at the edge of the mountain, my sensors detected a heavy guard. At almost various points there are elves and wolves that are almost the size of Segawon. Unlike the werewolves who have high physical strength, these wolves actually have magical energy. From the appearance, the werewolf has brown fur and a stocky body while this wolf has gray and thick fur.

His angular nose, sharp cheekbones, and strong jawline reminded Amerie of Apollo. “This man cared about the forest and its creatures. I gifted him a spark of my power along with a long life. Part of my power allowed him to shift into a large, white wolf. The Great Wolf, and truly a great man. I remained on earth for two more years as the two of us drove away vile beasts that did not belong. When I had to return home, I had full faith in the man I had chosen to protect my forest. The other animals feared and respected him.”

He looked up at me for a moment, then looked back down. "What I had heard moving turned and made a beeline for me. Out on the trail ahead of me stepped the biggest wolf I had ever seen. Its fur was matted and dirty. It had its ears back and its head low as it snarled." Skye closed his eyes as if reliving that day. "Foam coated its jaws."

The man warned. " I have an issue," Glover responded in anger. " Another golden wolf is after me. She has already killed the sorcerer, and now she wants to kill me. The entire spirit wolf clan is after me. I need them out of the way to be able to concentrate better." " That is your problem. We have helped you enough in that regard. Our deal with you was that you will help us build a super army that we can use against our enemies, and in exchange, you will be well compensated and allowed a seat in the government." The man stated.

She continued on about facts and such while others ogled over them. "To finish off our tour, I give you, the wolves. Now what we have here are gray wolves. We actually have a pack here in our zoo. We have six females, three pups, and our Alpha. Now our Alpha name is Alastor. Which in Ancient Greek means "tormentor." We named him this because he doesn't like anyone. No one can get near him, feed him, or be in the habitat with him awake. He is put under tranquilizer. Does anyone know what that is?" She asked the group of kids in the front. Eliza and I looked down over the wall separating us from the wild wolves. Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups.

Ideally, if Kenton was successful, his vampires and the fairies would drive the wolves off of Wolf Mountain and I would no longer have to worry about Michael and Ethan and their revenge. “If we successfully drive the wolves away, will the name still be Wolf Mountain?” I asked as I lazily nibbled on a pretzel. “It’s the name that’s registered with the state reserve, so I imagine so,” Godwin said as he dropped down on the sofa next to me and stretched out so that his feet were crossed at the ankles and resting on the arm of the sofa and his head was in my lap. “That’s a pity,” I said as I lightly traced the curves of his ear with my fingertips. “It would be nice to never have to hear the word

“The three black werewolves, it was a message.” Aria frowned, not understanding. “The time of the terrorists. The three black werewolves. The king and his two eldest sons. One of them is a prisoner now.” The Terrorizers. The ones her father wanted to stop. They were three black werewolfs, always three with one flying at the front and one on each behind him. They were known to cause terror and therefore got the name. Alone, they took many lives and burned villages down to the ground.

I still don't understand why Hera was stopping me from intervening. "We should go," "No,!" She replied and I found myself nodding. "He's my mate," Ivy suddenly cried out. A resounding growl echoed around the house and before I could blink, a black, large wolf with white furs at the crown of his head walked out of the room. I held on to Hera as the wolf stared down at the both of us. "Fuck off, Liam" Hera yelled. "It's a fucking command, Prince" The wolf turned abruptly and ran off. I almost dropped to the floor because my legs had turned jelly.