Her Little Wolves Novels & Stories

She whimpered, quickly rising herself into a sitting position, then scurried back at the farthest end of the bed, breathing fast and hard, her entire body trembling as she cowered in pure fear, protectively wrapping her arms around herself. My wolf let out a small whine at the back of my mind, hurt that our chosen soulmate would fear him so greatly. “Hey, it’s okay, I won’t hurt you...I promise...” I softly whispered, noticing deep dread swirl inside those doe eyes as she warily watched every small movement I made.

Belle asked angrily as she played with the little snow on her palm. The surroundings are getting cold because of her. I watched the wolves one by one as if they were ready to devour us. "You don't know how special you are to someone like you who you just them. You can do more than you know. They haven't even told you that you can make a decision." She added but I did not understand what they were saying. "Come with us," she said. I wondered why she invited me to join their clan.

Cully retorted. “Great, in this pack? She would have to be in this pack. They are so dumb they don’t even realize they should be giving their loyalty to me. Instead, they are worried about some little girl named Luna.” Lorn grumbled back. He kept walking toward the big group of pack members, but they all still surrounded the little one as if she was the most precious thing they ever owned. All of them were doing this, even the higher-ranking wolves. Who is this little girl?

Plan B was currently searching through the areas the pack thought were protected. Somewhere between here and there, two wolves moving like a blur of fur raced down the mountain—one pitch black and one pure white, like yin and yang. They would leap to outpace each other, but they only looked like fish playing and jumping out the water, their scales glinting under the moonlight. They smile, they smirk. They tease, they laugh.

“I’m good. Just call me if you spot her, okay?” She turned to leave, weaving between tables that smelled of spilled beer and pine cleaner. Their little town, No Wolves Road, sat tucked in a valley like a secret somebody forgot to keep. Humans lived here, raised families here, ran the shops and the bar and the diner. But it rested on the edge of half a dozen pack territories, and because of some ancient agreement nobody talked about anymore, the wolves were allowed to come and go—as long as they kept the peace inside the town limits.

The air smelled like crayons and kid shampoo and that faint, indefinable pup‑scent that made her wolf settle even on the worst days. Luna was starfished across her little bed, one foot dangling out from under the blanket, wolf plush clamped under her chin. A new drawing lay on the nightstand, weighted by a plastic cup. Lyra picked it up carefully. Three wolves this time. One small, silver‑flecked, in the middle. One dark, teeth bared on the left—labeled, in wobbly letters, *mama*. One taller, with a crooked line for a leg and a big stick—labeled, painstakingly, *stoRm*.

I said to Clarissa, “and she’s not speaking.” “That’s because she’s a dog, Katla,” she said. “Dogs aren’t wolves, but that one is called a Husky. They’re supposed to look like little wolves, I guess. I don’t know where they came from actually, but humans have them as pets, for friends.” “So humans do have wolves! It’s just their wolves can’t talk back and aren’t part of them,” I’m not sure if it made it better or worse. I also felt bad for the small wolf dog on the leash.

“I am Selene, the moon goddess. In just few years, a guardian of my own choice will rise alongside four special wolves that I have chosen. Together, they will save the werewolf Kingdom from perishing. The wolves will be called the Elemental wolves and they will be able to wield each of the four elements. “The guardian will help the Elemental wolves with their powers and she shall be their mother. The Elemental wolves will be paired mates, born on the same day and they will come from only three packs; The Royal Park, The Intelligence Park and the Power Park. The war Park is not included because the Elemental wolves will eventually need the warriors from the park. The Elemental wolves will be

It made me think about how many could be walking around right now and I couldn’t accurately tell. “It would be nice to be able to know what types of creatures are in the area,” I think out loud. Alec looks glazed over for a minute then looks back at me with a smirk. “There are 4 wolves nearby, 1 light witch who’s not very powerful, and 2 bears.” It takes a minute for me to regain my composure before I can respond. “You motherfucker! Are you kidding me right now? Can you really tell that information? What, do you smell them or something?”

And Eden can’t help but wonder what they were talking about, and swore she’d ask Remus about it on Monday. Leonila sat in a room covered with glass stronger than any metal she’d seen. She clawed and striked, but not even her sharpest shrill could leave even a small crack on it. She is still alive but is left at the mercy of the Wolves. After she figured that nothing she did would break the glass, she quieted down. She decided that whatever they say or do to her, she will remain unmoving– and in her stillness, she looked every bit an ancient relic, a carving of stone or marble. Her pale skin almost blending in the white colored prison her captors kept her in. The only thing that remained stri