Jet Black Black Wolf Spider Novels & Stories

Kyle asked with a deadpan expression. "Force? Kyle you know you were born for this and you can't escape it. The Lycans and Werewolf's need a good ruler that will defeat Grey Jang. After the Grey is gone, you can go back to your CEO life." Drew retorted and Kyle glared at him and Drew made the gesture of zipping his mouth and throwing the key away. Grey Jang is a vampire who seeks revenge on Lycans and Werewolf's. Grey claimed that the Werewolf's killed his wife and now seeks revenge. He had a lot of minions which he occasionally sent to the Werewolf territory but the Vampires were defeated by the Werewolfs usually because of numbers advantage.

I took the chaos to mind link Tristan in privacy, his voice weak from the amount of silver he was contained with. : Tristan, is this you? The attack? It’s 50 wolves, no scent… what?... they’re all black wolves… Tristan, what is this? : the moment I see them I’m shocked, they are all huge like Silas, if not bigger, their fur as black as night and they are all lethal and deadly looking. A black-furred wolf is a thing of legend, no wolf has ever been fully black, not since the very first Alpha, the very first wolf to ever howl to the moon. If these 50 wolves were all pitch black...who the hell were they and where the hell did they come from?

He rubs against me and licks my stomach while I giggle. I'm a little nervous as I call Tamisra forward. Alpha Gunther was pissed my wolf was black, normally only Alpha wolves were black. In fact, I don't think there's ever been a recorded black wolf who wasn't an alpha. She was so black she had hints of blue, which most alphas don't have, her aura was normal and she was actually on the smaller side, so he dropped it. Stupid male egos, so fragile. When I shift, I see Adonis cock his head to the side but he doesn't say anything. I'm the first to take off, Tamisra weaves in and out of the trees, wanting Adonis to chase her. He of course happily obliged. Predicable little alpha.

I smirk, "more like my mates. Plural Jack. They're quite territorial you know?" He gasps, "two? Mates? That's just a legend!". I shake my head, "no legend." I move my neck from side to side and show him the marks. Jack's face pales and he swallows with a nod, "lets just get this done so I can go back to my pack." After shifting into our wolves, we start circling. Jack is a big black wolf with a white flash across his tail, and piercing blue eyes; not beautiful, but freaky. It doesn't go with his wolf or his nature.

She moved toward the door, a few warning her. She jumped a bit when there was a sickening thud and half in the doorway this nasty looking spider creature was there. It was disturbing. It had an almost humanoid face with many eyes that were black. The body was brown and black. Like a large arachnid. It looked like Plato was on top of it and was biting down into the back of the neck. The thing was not completely dead. It was hissing and Plato was tearing at it as his wolf.

I suspected that much like the Betas, her wolf would be a bright sparkling silver, just as her mate's was a darker version of the tone. I heard the sound of paws hitting the ground so I turned to see what appeared to be a large shadow of a wolf coming towards us, with the bright sparkling gold one close on it's tail. Though the wolf only looked like a shadow, I knew it was infact King Rayan's wolf Razor, who was quite intimidatingly large and midnight black in color. It was the first time I'd actually seen the wolf with my own eyes, though I had heard many terrifying stories of it.

“VI, JAKE!!! NO MERCY!!! BREAK THEIR SPIRIT!!!! BUT.... LEAVE THEIR BODIES TO ME!!!!” Almost instantly I was nearly knocked over! The sheer power and commanding presence that exploded from the beta pair was stifling!!! As I watched in horror and amazement they shifted instantly and charged, Violet’s huge black wolf barked as she charged. She was large, larger than some alphas I have met! Behind her Jake’s lighter brown wolf followed as they charged the opposing beta Chad.

The safety of everyone involved in the fight was more important than me making a big deal of him ignoring my directive to stay with Alpha Jackson. His wolf was a beautiful midnight black with slate-colored eyes. When the fight was over, I had noticed Shelby sniffing for his wolf as we ran back. She told me Drake’s wolf’s name was Ben; it often amused me that the wolves had their own abilities to communicate through their own threads. Not all could do that, but Shelby had been doing it for a few years now. As we grow up, we both gained more skills and abilities.

Thankfully, he drops the subject. Soon, we have our clothes stashed and shifted into our wolf forms. Jayvon is a large, mostly black wolf with adorable white socks, a feature I rip him about constantly. I’m mostly a dark red russet color, like my father. They called him The Blood Alpha, partly due to this coloring but mostly due to his well-earned violent reputation. I wish I looked more like my mother, a classic gray and white wolf.

I turn to him with a smile. "Thanks, I need this, and so do our wolves." I kiss him one last time before shifting into Rieka. I love the color of my wolf. She's a mixture of black, dark brown, and white that makes her almost look like marble. I watch through her eyes as Wyatt shifts into an enormous black wolf. Being a lycan, he's twice the size of a werewolf. I see where Scar gets his name from now. He's entirely black except for a line of silver that runs from his head over his eye and down the side of his face. It makes him look like he was cut with a blade.