Jacob Wolf Mother Novels & Stories

I don’t want to lose my wolf and a small part of me is fearful that she will come find me and try to take my wolf away. Maven distracts me when he says, “You know, I had an old friend of my mother’s come check on you. She’s a witch too, but she’s a good one. Her name is Cora. She looked over you and said that she believes you have a strong wolf.” My eyebrows furrow together and I say, “That’s impossible. My mom came from a lineage of omegas and my father was human.”

well, it would sound crazy if I said it was because of a dream she had. “Before I answer that, what kind of a wolf did uncle have?” my mother looked like she was thinking. “I don’t know, I don’t think I have ever seen him shift. But I know he was a Lycan just like your father.” My mother stood and come to sit next to me. “Tell me what you know Aegen.” I sighed feeling so confused. “Ianna has a white wolf.” My mother covered her mouth in shock. She looked around then whispered.

We’re only a mile or so from the pack borders when the howl goes up. Immediately, my mother hands me her bag. “Get on my back.” She says, then shifts into her wolf. I climb on her back and she takes off. My mother may not have been born an Alpha female, but she has been mated to an Alpha wolf and been a Luna for over a decade. Not only that, but she is determined to keep me safe. She runs as fast as she can.

And now the she-wolf is curious, interesting. My mother's eyes were bright yellow. This was beautiful. And my color is dark, but according to my mother, it’s special - as if the sun’s rays are splashing in dark gold. Well, at least here you don’t need to use lenses: “Everywhere there are wolf people,” she chuckled at her thought.

"Is she... is my mother still alive?" The question comes out as barely a whisper, afraid of the answer but desperate to know. The Mother Ghost Wolf's amber eyes grow distant, seeing across vast spaces I cannot fathom. "She lives, but barely. The magic that binds her keeps her in a state between waking and sleeping, aware but unable to act. She fights every day to maintain the connection that allows her to send aid to you." The Mother Ghost Wolf circles me slowly, her luminous form leaving trails of silver light in the dream-forest air. With each step, I feel the weight of her ancient wisdom, the accumulated knowledge of every Ghost Wolf who came before me.

He could be dangerous and ruthless even. But this? Never. He would never allow this. He would never hurt children. I remembered the way he protected his pack. The way he cared for his warriors. The way he held me after my nightmares. The way he looked exhausted every night because he carried everyone’s problems on his shoulders. No. Jacob did not know. He had no idea his own mother was down here doing something monstrous. Horror crawled deeper into my chest. “What if she has done this before?” Inside the room, Mom Jess suddenly reached into the bag again.

For a moment, it felt real, normal… it felt like this was the most common thing in the world. “Daddy?” Jacob’s voice cut through it. “Yes, little wolf?” I askes softly, looking down at him. “When is mama coming back?” He asked, his eyes still holding the same pain they did when she left. And his question landed harder than anything else tonight. I didn’t answer immediately, because as much as I hated to admit it, I didn’t have an answer to give. Not one I could give them. Not one they deserved to hear. They were children, and they didn’t need to know about their mother’s darker side. A side that I knew they shouldn’t have to hear about.

“There is a history no history of a white wolf in the family but your father and I guessed as much that one of our kids would be white wolf. When you first transformed and you were a Grey wolf, we figured that Alice would be white wolf but she wasn’t transforming and we figured that we were wrong about two Grey wolves making a white one. I guess that we can say that she is a late bloomer and she is the strongest wolf that might ever walk the surface of the earth” his mother said to him.

Heads bobbed up and down in agreement. “My… daughter here,” she stepped down and placed a hand on my shoulder, but there was nothing warm about the gesture. “… is a wolfless mutt. And what use is a wolfless person to us?” I watched in despair as their faces turned in disgust towards me. “But that is not a bother to me, or to any of us because the wolfless mutt is not my only child.” My mother said. “I have another daughter. One that is blessed with a very strong wolf spirit.”

Jacob sounded so serious while making my brain empty. "But are you even listening? What are you saying, huh?" "Yes, I am fully conscious; I am telling the truth, Aurora!" He replied and sounded so cold. "No, this all is not true— this all is bullshit." "How can I be a wolf like you?" I asked him. "I am a normal human; you can sense in my mother that she’s a normal human as well. " "Yes, your mom is human for sure. When I was near her, I got her smell, and she’s human, but!" He moved his hand according to his words.