Her Little Wolves Novels & Stories

Her voice was quiet, but heavy. “The wolves of the Eclipse.” Luka frowned. “What about them?” She lifted her gaze, and for the first time since waking, she looked truly, deeply unnerved. “According to this,” she murmured, “they weren’t just wolves.” She slowly turned the book around, revealing an aged illustration. Two wolves stood beneath an eclipsed moon—one black, one white. Tangled together. Bound. She took a slow breath. “They were more than mates.” Theoden’s jaw clenched.

The female wolf refused to eat the food, that was when he remembered that she was a wolf and wolves had their type of food. “My mistake, your wolves don't eat this kind of foods. You feed on flesh meat,” he spoke to her as if she could understand his words. “If you don't mind, I'll quickly run out to hunt for an animal for you, please be patient,” he added, then he hurriedly left the house.

Out of about 20 plus packs, Only five are left standing, with mine being the largest. For the last nine years, since the hunters started growing stronger, I've been trying to find out what led to their strength, but I keep coming up with nothing. I've even gone as far as sending some of my wolves to pose as human hunters just to get intel on why they are getting stronger, but so far none of them have come up with tangible information other than the fact that some little girl is their current leader and she's the one arranging everything, including recruiting other hunters from different continents. "Did Callisto and Maxwell report back anything?" I asked, going over to my wine cabinet and ta

Tell who you are. The footsteps were slow and deliberate. Then they stopped. There was no sound until I turned. ‘Who are you?’ I echoed again. ‘We have net before.’ She paused and looked at me. I stared back and didn’t say a word. My wolf growled within me, waiting for a go-ahead from me to strike. ‘I am Miranda, the last of the witches of the royal coven.’ ‘Are they not supposed to be extinct?’ ‘We are. But a witch caused me to sleep for a hundred years and I had only recently awoken.’

Wolves that did not carry the scent of Silver Moon. My mother wasn’t anywhere in sight. There was just these wolves and I knew one of them was a woman. Had they purposely lured me out? There was no time to think as I got into action. I gripped the dagger tighter as the first wolf lunged at me. I ducked, narrowly avoiding being ripped apart by his claws. Stepping aside, I avoided his second attack. Then I slashed down with my dagger, slicing through the wolf’s side. I aimed at his torso next but this time, he knocked me off my feet with a growl.

The softness in his voice as he finally spoke did something to my heart. “Whenever a particularly brave or selfless wolf met their end, Lunette would sometimes find them and offer them a second chance. Before Sephtis could get his hands on them, she’d capture their soul and strengthen their body. They wouldn’t age or fall sick, but they could be killed in battle.” A small smile played at his lips. “She’d even take their mates when it was their time, but my favorite were the children. Any time a child, be it wolf, lycan or mage, died too soon, she’d find them. Once—a very long time ago—I enjoyed training them. These wolves lived in the Lunar district in the city of Dusk and Dawn, a place Lune

I watched with amazement as my little girl transformed into her wolf and released a small howl. My jaw was practically on the floor as I watched her pace the living room. This was my first time seeing her wolf. She was beautiful. Her wolf was small, but I could not hide how impressed I was. Most children were unable to transform into their wolves until their early teens. She was just five! Her fur was as dark as night; the silkiness and smoothness of it usually belonged to royalty. And her eyes? Damn, they were more steely than when she was human.

After all, there was a handful of Blood Claws Pack’s wolves in the area. 'We are going to die, aren't we?' A girl asked the big black wolf beside him with a nudge. The little wolf cub barely reached the gigantic wolf's chin. Despite his small stature, the tiny cub did now show an ounce of fear as his bestial gaze stared at the growing torrential trail of dust.

Charlotte is greeted with surprise when her beloved prince brings home a pregnant she-wolf, and worst of all a half-sister she never knew. The revelation, betrayal and oppressions sentenced her to death, not until life gave her a second chance when a small pack saved her. There she discovers her late mother’s birth pack and discovers her true identity. Five years later, her pack grew into a powerful force. Known as the mysterious Queen of Wolves and the only existing Alpha Female in the world. An invitation to the Moon Ball as her first public appearance and the chance to extract revenge against the royal wolves. It won’t be easy when the dangerous and unpredictable Alpha Alexios has his eye

were fiercely fighting to the death. The little wolf watched anxiously, waiting for the outcome, but the black energy and the flames continued to clash without stopping. The little wolf waited for a long time, feeling her eyes growing tired, and then she yawned. Waiting longer, seeing no result, she puckered her lips, fell into a deep sleep under Ellise’s protection.