Guardian Werewolf Novels & Stories

Park said out of concern. "Please Mr. Park I will count on you and our fellow human security to protect Raia and the twins, please send security and call the police immediately." Rosh ordered Mr. Park. "Yes Sir." Mr. Park replied. I saw Rosh coming to the garden but suddenly stopped by Mr. Park. The moon is up! Hedwig should not see his shapeshifting. As long as the moon light does not touch Rosh's skin, he will not transform into a werewolf form.

I say looking at my father. “I’ve never heard of a human getting a wolf. But it's also extremely rare for a human to be mated to a werewolf. Plus, Guardians are different,” my father says, watching me. His answer was more for me than her. Guardians are stronger than other wolves, even the males. So, maybe it’s possible that marking her would…

It was unwise of my wolf to do that, but it was all my brain could think of from the situation. Three seconds later, I was confused when no one from the werewolf guardians lay their claws and fangs at me. So I open my eyes slowly and crawl them back to Julian. Instead of Julian, I found another wolf standing firm between our spots. This time, his size is twice bigger than ours. His claws and fangs were even sharper and more lethal than ours. "Alpha Draku?" Julian and I breathed out his name which even made it more obvious to the werewolf guardians. They immediately set their knees and the tip of their chins to the surface of the floor to extend their greetings.

Victor was still under everyone’s scrutinizing glare. “I want to know more about the Guardian. I suppose you can free your schedule for today.” “When you died and reborn, you possessed the most powerful weapon. It had never been chosen a man, but a woman with pure soul and intention.” “Yeah. How did they know I have a pure intention?” “Just listen, Nirvana.” Zarah shot me a glare. “There are many kinds of Guardians. Since you have a werewolf and witch blood, I suppose you possessed a warrior wolf spirit.”

"A Luna's wolf can sometimes be reborn through the mate bond, but only when both the connection and the need are powerful enough." "She feels... different," I admitted. "Stronger. Wilder." *"I am what you need to stand beside your Alpha,"* the wolf confirmed. *"To protect your cub and your pack. I carry the essence of your first wolf, but I am forged in fire and pain and love. I am the Guardian Wolf."* I gasped at the name—Guardian Wolf—an ancient and revered type of wolf spirit rarely seen in modern packs. "She calls herself the Guardian Wolf," I told Alexander, watching his eyes widen with recognition.

The memories that had been Elara, Kael, Torrin, and the others were dissolving into the greater whole, becoming indistinguishable from the pure function of maintaining boundaries. The Guardian was becoming exactly what it had transformed to be. Pure ward. Pure declaration. Pure eternal existence with no memory of why such existence mattered. And then, on an autumn morning when the youngest bonded wolves were preparing for a harvest festival, something unexpected happened. A presence approached the western boundary. Not corrupted. Not threatening. But unfamiliar in ways that made the Guardian focus attention it had not concentrated in years. A wolf stood at the ward’s edge, old beyond mortal

Zayden. He was a titan among them. He didn't just fight; he dominated. With a single, powerful snap of his jaws, he sent the grey wolf tumbling across the clearing. But the other two wolves didn't retreat. They circled him, their eyes glowing with a feral, subordinate hunger. "Enough!" a voice boomed—not from a mouth, but seemingly from the very air. Kaelira watched, her knees knocking together, as the three attacking wolves began to... change.

The last trial candidate who just brushed up against him lost all his teeth and fingers and was thrown into the crocodile pond in the rainforest! 【What's wrong with this woman? She's even humming! Is she really not afraid at all?】 【That vampire-werewolf is actually closing his eyes in comfort? Can her massage skills be that good?】 "You're in a good mood?" The wolf under my hands spoke. I finished washing and found a large, dry leaf. As I dried the remaining water from his fur, I said, "This is the first time I've ever had a family. I'm an orphan, and now I have a lovely daughter like Lia and such a strong mate. I'm so happy."

They were confident and composed, while I was a jittery mess, trying to remember everything I had learned in the past few days. One girl was asked, "Who was the first werewolf to ever exist?" She answered, "Lycaon, the son of Pelasgus, the king of Arcadia." Her answer was met with nods of approval from the council and the other competitors. Another girl was asked, "What are the three forms that werewolves can take?" She confidently answered, "The human form, the wolf form, and the hybrid form." The council nodded in agreement, and I could feel my stomach churning with nerves.

He isn’t exactly shy and is definitely not self-conscious about the way he looks. If being the best friend of our future Alpha wasn’t enough, he is also a Guardian. For as long as werewolves can remember, there have only ever been two Guardians at one time. They are strong, powerful wolves and are coveted by packs and their Alphas. It worked out that Clint and his wolf, Donovan, were born as a male and were already friends with our future Alpha. It meant that he would be the Guardian for Anders, our Alpha heir, when he takes over as the Alpha of our pack. Because of their friendship and Clint’s strength, it was already planned that he’d become Alpha Anders' Beta. But now, he will be his Guar