Jacob Wolf Mother Novels & Stories

Upon telling everything to Jacob he remained still, his face masked without emotions as if deep in thought. Suddenly his eyes flashed red showing that he was angry. His wolf was angry. His wolf was fighting for control. “I’ll kill her.” He snarled making my eyes widen. “Jacob,” I called out to him getting no response from him as he marched away in anger. A whine escaped my lips as he stopped in his tracks. Taking a glance at me still in anger, I whined once more wiggling my tale. I didn’t want him to harm my mother despite our differences; my abilities were able to make her change for the better.

Carr looked at the women, expecting Karen to answer, but surprised to hear Katy's soft voice. "Momma said all of the women in our family dreamt of wolves." The other three women nodded in unison. "My mother said it was a special gift that I got from her, and that she got from her mother, and never to discuss it with anyone." Sarah held James' hand tightly as she spoke. "Did any of you talk to Gary about this?" He saw them all blanch.

"I know of it a little. I am sorry if I offended you, sir...I mean, Alpha." My father's piercing gaze remains fixed on Jacob as if assessing his every word and action. My mother, who stands beside my father, watches the exchange with a more neutral expression, though her eyes reveal a flicker of curiosity. Jacob clears his throat, still maintaining a respectful tone. "Alpha Xavier, it's an honor to meet you, and I apologize if my lack of knowledge seemed disrespectful. I'm still learning about the werewolf world."

couple"... It was then that the Black Wolf let slip about my mother for the first time in my presence, but the Fox came for me with the guys, so I left, and they stayed. - Is he Tara's son? Maroon spoke. “It was she who was Taiga's last woman. Do you know who she really was? Michael asked. Strangely, they do not yell at each other, but they speak quite normally. Maybe only I saw their rivalry ... “I have lived too long not to know what the goddess of the forest looks like. Marun answered him wearily, leaning against the lamppost where I had recently stood. Have the Dryads come for him yet?

"What's gotten into you?" I ignored him and turned to my mother. "What did you do to my wolf? What did you both do to my wolf?" They both looked at me, their expressions unreadable. "I don't know what you're talking about, Eva. We haven't done anything to your wolf." My mother said. I shook my head, not believing her. "Oh please, Mom. Stop the acts. Enough with the lies!!' My father sat up, his eyes narrowing. "What is wrong with you young lady? Have you lost your mind?"

He asked. “I know, but it doesn’t happen all the time. She seemed to handle it well for the most part. It hadn’t been the best, but she functioned.” “She doesn’t seem to be functioning now. I have a feeling she only held on for your sake. I asked her when was the last time she shifted and she told me that she hasn’t felt her wolf since your father was killed. I believe that his death had been too much for your mother’s wolf and she doesn’t know what to do with herself.”

He really wants to kill me because I am the son of the man who stole his mate. Canines and paws are exchanging between us. He knows he can't beat me but he is trying to harm me. He bit my leg and throw me but I manage to stand and attack him. His neck is showing and I can easily kill him but before I can bite him a large silver-gray wolf appears and protect him. Mother what the hell? I said. It's my mom’s wolf for sure. Don't kill him son, he doesn't know what he is doing since the bond was broken. He’s not in his right mind. She said.

“She was a werewolf, an outcast from the pack. Sophia’s mother banished her years ago for choosing a mortal as her mate. After his death, through grief or sheer willpower, maybe even both, she suppressed her shifting abilities, causing great harm to herself. We believe she had a heart attack and when it hit, her abilities were unleashed, and let’s just say, it wasn’t a pretty sight.” Rachel inhaled sharply. She’d never heard of a wolf being able to suppress their power with such precision and effect. The poor woman’s grief must have been unbearable for her to make such a decision. “And her spirit is still around? Have you tried speaking to her? Wolves can see spirits.” Stefano grimaced. “On

Letting the warmth soak into my skin, letting my words hang in the silence before I dropped the weight of them between us. “My mother was a wolf. Not just any wolf. High blood. Moon-blessed. Born into one of the oldest lines in the northern territories. She was graceful, powerful, revered… and stupid enough to fall in love with a demon prince.” That got a flicker out of her—just a twitch of her lips. Not quite a reaction. But something.

“She… she never had a wolf. She couldn’t shift! This… this isn’t real.” Her mother’s voice cracked, shrill and trembling. “No! That thing is not my daughter. Elena is a weak and worthless girl. This… this…” she stammered, pressing against her husband’s arm as if he could shield her from the sight. But her father himself just stood there, frozen and too stunned to talk. For once in his life, there was no curse or insult left in his tongue. Even Alpha Jacob Kane, who had seconds ago struck Elena and sent her crumbling to the ground was now also wide eyed, looking at the shocking spectacle in front of him.