Kamen Rider Wolf Novels & Stories

My paws slam harder against the wet ground as the wind tears past me. Finally, the view clears, and like a blow, I screech to a stop. My red-rimmed eyes widen than the moon itself. The scene plays in slow motion. A fully shifted wolf snaps the head off another woman. Blood spills like rain across the grass and trees. The wolf stands 5 feet tall. Broad and powerful, its fur glistening under the bright moon. Red. And the woman whose head was ripped off is none other than Camilla. But that isn’t the most shocking part.

KAIDA I stood momentarily stunned as the ethereally snow-white wolf vanished from sight, its head turning towards me at the precise moment I whispered Malachi's name – a coincidence, or something more? The image of an obsidian-black wolf, eerie yet majestic, had been my mental picture of his true form, its midnight coat a fitting backdrop for his piercing green eyes. This pearly white creature was a stark contrast, one that left me questioning my assumptions.

Alpha Klein raised the stick again but something suddenly slammed into him from behind. He staggered forward. Serene gasped. A massive white wolf stood in the courtyard,its silver eyes burned with fury. Alpha Klein stared. The wolf lowered itself, preparing to pounce. Ria mind speaks to the wolf still in her fading consciousness, Ria reached out mentally through her mind.. “Let him be, I will deal with him myself when the time comes”. The wolf froze,its glowing eyes shifted toward her. Then, in a single swift movement, it picked her up gently with its jaws and disappeared into the forest.

The wolf sprinted swiftly towards them, baring its teeth and its eyes shining with the familiar rage of battle. Amora acted without any delays. She swiftly pulled the knife from her jacket and confronted the creature head-on. Her body shook from the impact as they collided, but she remained steady, driving the blade deep into its side. Kael stood beside her, skillfully fending off another wolf with lethal precision. Alec and Lia were both immersed in their own internal battles, showcasing their expertise honed over many years. The noises of growls and clashes filled the air as the fight descended into chaos.

I still don't understand why Hera was stopping me from intervening. "We should go," "No,!" She replied and I found myself nodding. "He's my mate," Ivy suddenly cried out. A resounding growl echoed around the house and before I could blink, a black, large wolf with white furs at the crown of his head walked out of the room. I held on to Hera as the wolf stared down at the both of us. "Fuck off, Liam" Hera yelled. "It's a fucking command, Prince" The wolf turned abruptly and ran off. I almost dropped to the floor because my legs had turned jelly.

"She made an attempt to convince me to disclose her Caiden's location. Miss Kamara, you shouldn't worry about it, though. The alpha is good at what he does and knows what he is doing." That was something Kamara was aware of. She forced herself to ignore her curiosity and gave him a smile, understanding that probing any more would only make her mental issues worse. "I should leave now, Miss Kamara," he said as he moved a short distance away. "Remind the boys that the dark brown wolf will be dropping by shortly." "I will convey your message," she uttered. "Your wolf form is among the most beautiful I've ever seen, by the way." "Miss Kamara, my wolf is grateful to you."

Cameron's wolf let out a yelp as it tried to bite Jack’s paw. Jack pulled back his head as he growled. This was it, this was the final blow. I let out a small scream as fear raced through my body. Cameron was going to die here. My breathing stopped as Jack’s wolf attacked. But before his muzzle could touch Cameron's wolf, a massive white wolf pushed Jack’s away. A loud growl that made everyone bow fell out of its muzzle. The bystanders quickly fell to their knees and lowered their heads as my mate stood over Cameron and continued to growl towards Jack.

Its need to end us. And from deep within me, something stirred. Older than the Luna Star. Older than the gods. The First Wolf’s voice whispered through my mind. You are more than a Luna. You are the storm that ends the dark. Power surged. My wolf rose fully, silver and immense, its eyes like twin moons. Kael’s wolf stood beside mine, golden and fierce. The creature hesitated. And we struck. We fought like demons, like gods, like wolves with nothing left to lose.

It looked like a wolf had bitten through it like it was butter, and Stevie was busy ripping up Finn's shirt to tie around the wound, and Carmen was in a defensive stance between them and a snarling wolf. The wolf was like none I'd ever seen before, it was a good two foot taller than the average werewolf and bigger built too. It had red and brown fur with a white mask that ran all the way down its chest. It ceased its snarling and sniffed the air as we approached, then to my surprise it lowered its head into a bow. It then gradually lifted its head, and as I gazed upon it's beautiful ice blue eyes, I saw them sparkle in the moonlight that had delicately peeked through the trees. Carmen used t

I didn’t have long to look though before the wolf pushed back on its hind legs, and launched itself at me again, teeth bared and aimed for my neck. “Keagan!” I shouted, and dodged again easily. He was a young wolf, and didn’t have the coordination of someone who had been fighting for years. The wolf paused, its head snapping to me again, and I could see a small light of recognition flash in its muti-colored eyes. The wolf let out a small whimper, and collapsed, falling onto the ground with a soft thud; its chest heaving as it laid still.