King Of Wolves Novels & Stories

"I announce your new king, Ares Black." The wolves kneeled on the floor, head bowing as they spoke together. "We will follow you to the ends of the world. We shall never betray you and hold your name high. Whatever hardships you face, we shall face together, for we are one pack, one family." They finished lifting their gazes.

"Maku yabo ga dana kuma mãtãta. Zai girma ya zama babban m sarki, daya braver fiye da ko da ni ne. Zai yi sarauta mulkokin zuwa yanzu da kuma m, ya mamaye cikin garũruwa zuwa gabas da yamma da kuma kudu ... shi Wolf Kambori. Kuma ni Raye-Raye Da Wolves, sarki cewa bayar da ɗana, nan gaba, Sarkin, da wannan ƙasa, tare da wannan ikon. (Toast to my son and my wife. He will grow up to be a valiant king, one braver than even I am. He will rule kingdoms far and wide, he dominates the lands to the east and the west and the south... he is Wolf Claw. And I am Dances With Wolves, the king that provided my son, future king, with this land, with this power.)

She asked. He was obsessed with Aunt Nadia and was angry when she left, he went on a rampage. He wanted to control her but your mom, well, she was not one to be controlled. He chuckled gently. And you’re not just any wolf, you are THE wolf. Jonah said. What does that mean? I am THE wolf? Reign asked. He wants to use her to breed the first Alpha wolf-vampire hybrid, the one who would become the King or Queen of all realms. Ryan stated. That’s why he never stopped looking for her. She was the last female Royal Alpha, until you. So, because she is the last royal, she-wolf, Luther is after her so that he can try and breed a super hybrid? Jen asked. Or at least what he thinks are going to be supe

I feel it through the ground, through the bond web, through my bones. The pack is bending. My chest tightens so hard it almost hurts. “This is wrong,” I whisper, though I know it is not wrong in their law. It just feels enormous. Damien’s voice is low beside me. “This is order.” “It feels like an earthquake.” “For wolves, it is.” My grandmother lifts her head slightly, enough to speak without breaking posture. “Alpha King,” she says steadily. “You honor our territory with your presence.” Her voice does not shake. That alone tells me how much control she is using.

“You are an alpha wolf! We never turn away from a fight. Never!” ‎ ‎The king’s eyes flashed as a low growl rumbled from his throat. The air between us crackled with dominance. “Yes, I am a wolf,” he snapped, “but I am also a king. And a king protects his people above all else. My duty is to them, to this kingdom. Not to wars that may or may not be mine to fight.” ‎ ‎“You would turn a blind eye,” I spat, my voice trembling with fury, “while darkness spreads across the realms?”

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

But how the fuck was I supposed to name a mate from among these pitiful creatures without walking straight into yet another failure? But Ghere must have read my wave to proceed as the signal to begin the rite, because he stepped forward and cleared his throat. “Ladies, I know the day has been difficult, but I assure you, you are safe here. The King Himself, Casimir Augustus Klane, is here to greet and assess you. Despite our, er, unconventional beginning, I hope you understand that it is a great honor to stand here today. The King of Wolves seeks a mate. A human mate. You alone have been selected from among your kind for his consideration.”

--- The great hall was filled with wolves. They had come from every corner of the Dominion, from every pack, every family. They had come to celebrate their queen, to honor her victory, to share in her joy. The hall was decorated with flowers and banners, their colors bright and festive. The tables were laden with food and drink—roasted meats, fresh bread, sweet pastries, and flagons of ale and wine. The air was filled with laughter and music, the sound of wolves singing and dancing.

Everyone becomes silent for a moment, it looks like they are holding their breaths. I can see every inch of his body sweating while the transformation is starting. He didn’t make any sound like he was in pain. His bones started to move until the fur showed and he transformed into his wolf. This is really breathtaking!!!! The once handsome man changes into a huge midnight black wolf with a white half-moon mark on his forehead. That’s the birthmark of every king in their wolf form, but the color is not always black. The previous king was a brown wolf. They are all shouting ‘hail to the new King, Hail to King Zeus.’ And I joined them from there.

Dayne continued where I left off as he looked in my direction. "Hybrid?" Thyri questioned as she scrunched her eyebrows. "Lycan? But I thought the lycans died out a long time ago. So, you're wolf and lycan, I remember a large black wolf stopping me at the gate." "That was me, my love, that wasn't my hybrid form it was me in my wolf form. Because we are part of the Wolf King descendants, we are much larger than regular wolves. We have two forms, our wolf and our lycan form, we can still have children though they will be lycan as well." I began as I rubbed her back, I could make out the shock on her face and I so badly wanted to console her.