Greek Mythology Wolf Names Novels & Stories

Who was I really, and why had my mother worked so hard to keep it hidden? It had only been three months since my wolf introduced herself to me. Her name was Calliope, which was just perfect because her name meant 'beautiful voice'. I only hoped that each time I sang, I did her justice. She seemed to like it, so I was happy. I didn't know what she looked like yet, as we hadn't had our first shift yet. She told me it would happen when we were ready. I asked her why I had a wolf because Omegas didn't have wolves. She wouldn't explain other than to say the Goddess doesn't make mistakes.

My fingers ran through its fur, making me chuckle as it began to purr. “I knew that Athena was the right choice,” Selene said as she approached us. “All wolf spirits are special to me, but Athena is very special indeed. She is one of my most trusted warrior wolves. She is named after the Goddess of Wisdom and War. A battle is not won by those who cannot strategize properly. That is where wisdom comes into play. Both the Goddess and this wolf are master strategists, and that will aid all of you when the time comes for it to. You have heard about the vision of Angel. Unfortunately, it cannot be stopped, but this amazing wolf will help get her through the dark times that lie ahead.”

I stare at her and she drops down in front of me with her doll in her hands held to her chest. “Yes, the Moon Goddess is called Selene, and she is the mother of all wolves. Her wolf is special and her name is Aura. Her brother is the God of Hell Fenrir.” I am impressed this child is probably 4 or 5 years old and she knows this, kudos to her parents. “Yes, did you see the gigantic wolf that came with me to meet you all at the border today?” I ask. She nods and the other children have all moved closer to me and are listening to our conversation.

Early sources for belief in this ability or affliction, called lycanthropy/laɪˈkænθrəpi/, are Petronius (27–66) and Gervase of Tilbury (1150–1228). They have the super human strength, speed and eyesight. They usually tend to live in packs and the leader is known as the alpha. According to the Greek mythology every warewolf is blessed with a soul mate with whom they have to spend their lifes with. According to the tradition they mark their mates on the neck to claim them as theirs. A wolf, especially an alpha is most likely to consume weakness or die on being rejected by their mate. I blinked my eyes again at the computer screen. This was the information google had given me just by typing the

I do have a question, Amelia said. Sure, you can ask me anything. I said Amelia smiled at this and asked, what is your wolf's name? I smiled back at Amelia and said, my wolf's name is Artemis. Her name means the goddess of the hunt and moon. And she has been my best friend since I was 13 years old. That is quite young to get your wolf. Amelia said.

She yips at him and wags her tail, and he yips back. They cautiously greet each other and then rub along each other’s bodies, and lick each other in greeting. I hear the name Mani spoken in my head and I know that is her wolf’s name. I have to think but I believe there’s an ancient god somewhere that is named Mani, and is associated with the moon, I’ll have to look that up later.

Courage bloomed, a silent vow to aid in her mending. "Daphne," I whispered, my voice steady despite the churning emotion within, "your wolf, she's the embodiment of resilience. Show her she's not just a victim of circumstance, but a survivor of it." The wolf's ears perked up at the sound of Daphne's soothing tone, a melody amidst the discordance of her sorrows. "Lysandra," Daphne breathed out the name she had kept secret, hidden within the confines of her heart. The wolf, Lysandra, blinked slowly, as if each motion were an effort against the weight of misery.

she finishes. Well, when she put it like that… “You could have just listened to her, like Venat said,” my wolf responds. “Oh you shut up,” I retort. “What is Meilis saying?” the goddess asks. Meilis. My wolf’s name. That was a delight to find out. I can't wait to tell Damien. “She is being a brat, as usual. It is odd that you can hear our wolves,” I remark. “Hmm, well they all come from me, don't they?”

Chuckling, she slowed its descent and retrieved it before the flames could engulf the thatched floor. As they dropped to their knees, Selene explained the conditions. ‘The beast that now roams Arcadia is called némalykou. They are wolf spirits that inhabit our sacred forests on Olympus. One of them has been perpetually bound to your father. It now shares possession of his soul. The only way to subdue your father is if you too join yourself with a némalykou and become half man, half wolf.’

I happily strike away. I then recall Mtungagore once mentioned that, Hermes is staying in the wolf territory. Everything then clicks into place. The damned trickster must be the instigator! He obviously is the one who sent that puny wolf to attach me. Or it can actually be him. He could have made himself appear as a wolf girl. He is the god of trickery after all.