Guardian Werewolf Novels & Stories

Someone behind the counter turned up the volume on the TV, and the calm voice of a news reporter came blasting through the speakers. "Two weeks ago, the Alpha of the Lunar Dusk pack declared Drax Freling a fugitive for crimes against the entire werewolf species. Miss Rissa and Miss Lily, whose photographs also appear below, have also been declared wanted, dead or alive, for aiding and supporting the fugitive."

Perhaps having a plan wasn’t so bad, after all. The guard looked unnerved. He glanced back into the shack and got some sort of affirmation because he raised the gate and waved Earl through. “You know where you’re going, then?” he asked. Earl looked at him haughtily. “I can follow the signs, young man. I’m not that old.” I snickered. Earl didn’t realize he barely looked thirty-five, thanks to his Lycan genes. The fact that he was alive when the Mexican-American war was fought was not evident in his looks.

He called out to the men. "Hey, over here. A little help" The men walked over to them and were surprised to see them. "You are the sons of the Alpha king" the beta said. Both men bowed a little in greeting. "You're bleeding," the other man noted, pointing at Lucas' shoulder. He was obviously a gamma. He had the build of a soldier. Lucas wondered if he should transform to his werewolf form. He would heal faster if he did. But as a human, the healing process was slower. He just needed to get to the pack healer and he would be treated.

Going through her shelves until I found the book I needed, I sat at her desk and flipped through the pages only stopping when i found the page on guardian wolves. ‘A guardian wolf is a rare breed created by the moon goddess. This particular breed is only gifted to those with a blood connection to the goddess herself. Powerful as they are and beautiful with their unique markings, they were once hunted for their power. If controlled by the wrong entity, then have the power to create untold havoc. The moon goddess decreed that of future guardians were ever born that they would be fated to two mates. One being an elemental and the other a silver wolf. Ideally the guardian wolf should be marked w

It hated her and she could feel that hate, she had thwarted it. Over her something else stood. A massive something and she dared a glance. This was what she’d seen that night in the snow. Being awake it was damn impressive and if she didn’t know he was on her side she’d have been terrified meeting him. Aries was bigger than the Xolotl was and it backed up but didn’t back down. It’s hollow yellow gaze looked at her and then the guardian over her. He looked like a werewolf, but on a massive scale. He was on all fours but could stand upright if he wanted too. The color of the wolf was a dark chocolate brown. He growled and it was a clear challenge. He did not appear like a normal wolf, not like

I nodded and took Jacen's hands to see his Ring which I didn't notice before. " Iam didn't finish you, stupid " she called me harshly. I should have not turned but for that, she's calling me stupid. " Andrian Johnwolf is the first werewolf. He's an alpha. He's been living for 8000 years and like I said he's powerful among other werewolves. The next is Victoria hale and Peter Hale who is the female witch and male witch. I just wanted to tell you cause you need to know the council members."

As the light faded, a towering figure stood before us, radiating power that seemed to bend reality itself. "Welcome, seekers of truth," a voice echoed, deep and resonant. "You have entered the domain of the Ancient Guardians." The figure revealed itself to be a majestic being, draped in ethereal robes that seemed to blend with the very fabric of the realm. Its eyes glowed with wisdom and age, and an air of ancient knowledge surrounded it. "We have been expecting you," the Guardian continued. "The prophecies have foretold of your arrival." Curiosity and anticipation filled me, mingled with a sense of trepidation. What did the Guardians know about the origins of werewolves? What insights could

She looks over at me and Maven and says, “As you know, you were left with your parents. Without your sister around, the poison killed your mother. Amelia, you are very lucky it didn’t kill you too.” Maven grabs my hand as Cora takes a breath and says, “Now, for the big question, what is a guardian wolf? A guardian wolf is meant to be on the white wolf’s side. The white wolf is a spectacular being indeed. It’s capable of so much healing that it’s indescribable. But the white wolf is also small and not able to defend itself very well. The guardian wolf is normally the white wolf’s sibling, but sometimes it could be a cousin or something, but it’s always related to the white wolf. The guardian

Her pendant—two wolfsbane branches circling opposed helms—snapped and skittered across the gravel, spinning to a stop in a coppery smear. They dragged. She changed. The growl rose first—wet, subterranean—before the body followed. Bones unzipped and reset; sinew braided and surged; fur erupted through skin. In a breath, where Sara had been, a towering brown werewolf stood, eyes molten gold. Her left arm tore free. The blond didn’t even scream as her claws opened him face to gut, a red curtain dropping in one stroke. “The—fuck—RUN!” the big one choked. Three bolted, boots collapsing into slapstick panic. She didn’t chase.

The air was thick with tension, every shadow seeming to hide potential danger. As we approached the stone circle, a sudden, oppressive force stopped us in our tracks. The ground trembled, and a deep, resonant growl echoed through the trees. Out of the darkness stepped a massive figure, its eyes glowing with an unearthly light. It was a guardian, a powerful creature bound to protect the ancient site from intruders. The guardian was a towering werewolf, but unlike any we had seen before. Its fur shimmered with an ethereal light, and its claws glinted like polished silver. It exuded an aura of raw power, a force of nature that stood between us and our goal.