Her Little Wolves Novels & Stories

I ask. He puts me in the car. “I can hear the heartbeat,” he says. “You can hear the heartbeat already?” I ask. “Yes werewolf fetuses grow faster than human ones. Wolves give birth at 7 months instead of 9 months." he tells me. “Oh wow,” I say.

2. I almost had a heart attack, hearing the woman's voice so close to me. But when she materialized out of the shadows, she merely placed a finger to her lips, signaling for quiet. Getting as low to the ground as I humanly could, I watched as she jogged past me, startling when another wolf emerged from the nearby chalets. As she stood blocking my presence with her body, the she-wolf ordered a shift, and shimmering under the moonlight; the wolf did as he was told. " Shamas, what has you out and about after dark? My father has a curfew for a reason?"

I shook out my fur as we ran and I glanced to see 3 wolves in step beside me. Codyn’s wolf was a sandy color with brown eyes and highlights in his fur. His wolf was slightly bigger than mine but that only made me realize how large Juno really was for a female wolf. Scarlyt’s wolf was the smallest, by far. She wasn’t kidding when she told me she was little. She was a gorgeous cream color with yellow and green eyes and paired beautifully with Codyn.

She focused on picking flowers, but if you paid attention, you would notice that she was completely on guard, like a young beast ready to break free from its cage. Suddenly, a gust of wind passed by, carrying a scent of wild beasts. Several mutated wolves, significantly larger than usual, with razor-sharp fangs and crimson eyes, emerged from the surroundings and lunged towards the little girl. Those were some genetically altered wolves, towering at a height of 6 feet each, with razor-sharp fangs and crimson eyes. There were a total of six of them, lunging at the young girl from all directions, crushing the beautiful white roses beneath their feet.

she whispers to me. My eyes flash black as Ceasar comes forward, she giggles, "hi Ceasar, I'm Charlie." I push Ceasar back, "Charlie would you like to see the wolves up close, go out there and watch as they shift back to humans?" Her body moves closer to me, her eyes never leaving the wolves as her hands grab the dashboard, she leans forward, "yea, I would like to see that," she scrunches her nose up, "will they be naked?"

She says excitedly. “Theia, this is your Mama’s wolf, and she is called Chloe. She would love to carry you,” I tell the little girl. I help her onto Chloe’s back and tell her to hold tight. Max and I shift and wait for the Sea View Alpha to begin the pack run. He howls to the sky, and we howl with the pack. Little Theia giggles the whole run, happily accepting that wolves exist.

Yet I can’t explain why? I have never seen such a small sized wolf; she is even smaller than our Omega wolves. She is about the size of a Border Collie. With a light golden-blonde coat. Why is she so small? She looks weak. She stops drinking water from the stream, she pauses… does she sense me? Her head snaps in my direction, and our eyes lock.

Noah snarled frustratedly, chasing behind me. The wolves were only a few yards from her now. I could hear their low, vicious growls; their claws ripping through the soil as they charged towards her. Kira took over and forced us to run even faster. As one of the wolves leapt to kill the child, I lunged at him, knocking him into the ground as I sunk my teeth into his neck. Noah arrived a moment later and cornered the other one. The little girl, maybe 3 or 4 years old, wore a pink dress, sat against a tree hugging her knees as she wept.

Well, I guess I'll have to tell her the truth because she always knows when I'm lying, and she hates it when I do. She's the only friend I have in the entire pack. She's already transformed and is a beautiful omega. Her fur is golden, and her eyes are dark brown. She has a sweet and fiery personality, but that rarely surfaces. Her wolf's name is Lilica. She's very rebellious against the injustices committed against omegas. She's also very funny. Milly is six years older than me and no longer needs to attend the academy, but like me, she hasn't found her mate yet. It seems I'm not the only exception to love among wolves.

In the end all we got was the cutest little bunny wolf who couldn’t hurt a fly. We loved Keiral, but she had the biggest mouth in Questorian Valley. Which mostly had us Gorde wolfs fighting her battles. None of us wanted repeats but she kept em coming. For a tiny little Canus lupus she sure knew how to start a fight, just not very good at the following through part. That she left for us.