Her Little Wolves Novels & Stories

Juliette’s POV: The rising sun burned through the remnants of dust and smoke, casting long, golden streaks across the ruins of the fortress. I stood atop a ridge, overlooking the pack as they moved through the debris like ants rebuilding a colony. Liora’s voice rang out, crisp and commanding, directing squads to fortify weak points, organize patrols, and train the younger wolves in defensive formations. I could see the Warrior moving with precision among them, correcting stances, adjusting grips, showing them how to anticipate attacks before they happened. He was physically here, a pillar of strength for the pack, yet in my mind, the tether between us hummed like a living thing.

she says calmly. I don’t know how she could be calm at a time like this. And who is “we”?! “I don’t know what you mean.” “Dear Emma, you are the hybrid, the Mystic Luna, the one who will revive all wolf packs.” I shake my head. “But this is the last wolf pack, isn’t it? They were all wiped out except for Emerald Moon.” “What is in the past does not equate to the future,” she says, as if that makes any sense.

“When I went to check on Melody, she wasn’t in her room. I checked with Laurie, but she wasn’t there. I was going to go to the hospital when she mind linked me. She told me she was in trouble, and I took off. When I got there, she had three large black wolves chasing her. They weren’t attacking her. They were taunting her. Playing a game of cat and mouse, except they got a little rough. They were pushing her and pulling on her tail, biting it. She was knocked over a few times from what she said in the mind link” “Were they rogues? Did you see where they went?” Charley paused and stared at Anthony debating on how to say this. “Anthony, they weren’t rogues. They were pack wolves, big strong b

But Xander was practically rolling on the ground with laughter. "Oh! I'm sorry, Luna!" one of the wolves said. "We're not used to seeing you in your wolf form." "Also, it's a pack rule not to jump over the Compound wall," another wolf added. "We're supposed to go to the gate to be admitted." "It's okay, guys," Elias said, trotting up. "She's with us. We were racing back from hunting, and she didn't know." "No problem!" the third wolf replied. "Guys, back to your posts!"

I wondered if I had any markings on my face. Then I remembered there was a lake nearby! I could go there and see my reflection. My father watched me for a moment and I saw him give me a slight nod. That was all I needed. I began to run from the circle, running out of the pack's encampment. As I ran, I marveled at all the new sensations I could feel in this form. The earth beneath my paws felt amazing, the wind in my fur was incredible. So lost in all the sensations, I didn't realize that I had been followed by another wolf. I looked over, instantly realizing the wolf was Greyson. His wolf was almost as large as my father's, however while my father was black, Greyson was a dark grey and his e

"Fine. If you have to show me this place, let me walk on my own at least. This feels more degrading than it should be." I did exactly that. The small girl brushed out her clothes. Tried to straighten up her hair a bit. She had no shoes on but didn't ask for any either. As wolves, we were most in tune with nature when there were no barriers between us and the world. No hindrance between us and our primal sides.

She inherited her mother's wisdom and compassion, and she was determined to continue the work of fostering peaceful coexistence between wolves and humans. Luna III was known for her diplomatic skills and her ability to communicate effectively with humans. She engaged in dialogues with researchers and local communities, advocating for sustainable practices and mutual respect. She also mentored younger wolves, passing on the teachings of her predecessors and instilling in them a deep love for the forest and its inhabitants.

Jake asked. "You said the she wolf is from another pack?" She asked. "Yes. Her name is Lillian. She's the daughter of the Alpha. Her pack's name is Red Moon." Jake explained. "Are there many packs?" She asked. "Several spread all over the world." He replied. "How do you all stay a secret?" She asked. "In general people don't want to believe. And we try to fit in as much as possible. If we don't tell and keep our wolf hid, you'd never know. Except for the healing." He explained.

She rushes towards Aidan, almost frantically as she grasped his arms, her eyes wide, “Why did you stop us, Aidan?” The superior wolves of Luna Puer Pack were tearing through the dead field of the Luna Puer territory headed by the black wolf Jennie. Minzy, Kai, and Eldric were right on their toes in wolf forms as well, adrenaline was rushing through their veins, the call of freedom and change in their Pack was so loud, so vivid, so within their grasps.

Young pups dashed around the bonfire, their paws thudding against the ground, eyes gleaming with excitement. They darted between legs and leapt through smoke, shouting and giggling, pleading for candies with eager little howls. The elder wolves stood by the fire, laughing heartily as they tossed sweets high into the air. The pups squealed with joy, some laughing so hard they tumbled over each other, others blinking through happy tears as they clutched their prizes close. The night was wild with warmth, laughter, and the kind of magic only childhood could bring. While everyone else was basking in the joy of the celebration, I noticed a she-wolf sitting all alone in a dim corner. Her wedding v