Hunted Wolf Novels & Stories

On the hunt, wolves work together with certain individuals typically carrying out their specific role in the hunt, often based on age, gender and social standing. While wolves will eat hares and other small prey, their preferred targets are ungulates, large hoofed animals such as deer and elk. Individual packs will specialize in hunting specific prey species. While most often that is elk, caribou, deer and moose, it can also be bison, muskoxen, dall sheep or even salmon.

With their men's hiding in the White Wolf lair, the access of information was very easy. "One White Wolf's soldiers group consisted of five members. 3 boys, 1 girls and 1 gay." Jason caught Alexander attention as he raised his head and looked at him. His eyes were sparkling with amusement at what he heard. This news was very rare to be heard of among the White Wolf's Clan.

My stomach dropped. "What?" He nodded. "I hired investigators to find you after you dared to run from me that morning. It took them a week to find you." Something was slamming hard against my rib cage in a really violent way. I knew what it was. My heart. "I found out who you were—Matteo Leone, a twenty three year old bisexual man, living in your father's house like a prisoner." He leaned forward slightly. "I learned everything about you—your urm... useless family, and your situation within hours of funding you."

The Ruby Wolf was done being hunted. It was time to become the hunter.

Valerie replied. "Okay, White Wolf is often called the "polar wolf" or "Arctic wolf," Arctic wolves inhabit the Arctic regions of North America and Greenland. Thanks to its isolation, the Arctic wolf is not threatened by hunting. It is the most productive hunter in the pack haters it is made or female. When they are in charge of hunting the pack always bask in the abundance of food all year round until they are way very old and also they are not afraid of habitat destruction in the same way as their southern relatives, that is, enemies. They find it fun to match enemies and win every battle.

The hunter pulls out a weapon—a sleek, silver blade with intricate engravings that catch the light. Luke, in wolf form, is a blur of powerful muscle and fur, but the hunter’s movements are equally swift and precise. They dodge Luke’s powerful swipes with ease, their blade slicing through the air with deadly accuracy. Each strike and counterstrike sends shivers down my spine, the clash of wolf and hunter reverberating through the room.

Her longing mate lasts forever. ******* Days passed and Riding Hood still felt the same. Looking at the man who tagged her along to his nomadic way of living, hunting, skinning, and preserving his catch for goods and food. They often hunted deer, an elusive elk, black and grey hares but also big forest dogs and wolves alike. She had spent a week on an excursion and learned a lot from him. He even teased her whenever he told her that he once saw and killed a werewolf, and then he would laugh at her expectant reaction.

I felt every wolf's joy at running, their primal satisfaction at the hunt. Felt Draven leading from the front, his Alpha dominance guiding the pack toward prey. We were hunting elk—a massive herd that migrated through Blood Moon territory every autumn. The wolves spread out, forming hunting formations practiced for generations. Some would drive the herd toward waiting wolves. Others would cut off escape routes. All moving with synchronized precision, born of centuries of pack memory. I should have been watching the hunt.

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

"What would the wolf want with a halfling?" Nicholas shrugged. "I don't know. I've been looking into it." "What do we know of him?" If the wolf was a threat to Victoria he would take him out. "A few centuries back he fought his alpha for control over his pack. He lost and was exiled. Not much more is known. He's also a Hunter, a good one. He only goes after the elite bounties." A Hunter, shit. Hunters made a living killing other supernatural beings. Due to their profession only those powerful and skilled enough survived. "He took down that Forsaken general, a