Kipo Wolves Novels & Stories

His skin grew several layers, dislodging the Alpha's initial bite, and, tumbling away, he got to his feet, turning to meet his attacker head-on. The Wolf Haven's Alpha was a giant grey creature, covered in scars, denoting his rank as he'd obviously fought off a lot of challenges throughout his reign. He didn't attack straight away, circling instead, as Kellen leaped off the porch, gaining more room to move by being on the ground. All around them, yellow eyes emerged from the darkness, silently bearing witness to the battle threatening to erupt. When two Alpha's fought, the rules were clear; no one must interfere, and it was a fight to the death. The Wolf Haven pack had to obey these rules.

Leo grabbed his niece a step away from Lilia and shook his head. “What is it, why can’t I hug my friend?” Elya asked. “You can, but not now,” he replied. A huge dog, distinctly resembling a large wolf, approached the girl and poked her wet nose into her hand. Many have heard of domesticated wolves, but hearing one thing and encountering it yourself is quite another. Lily hid her hand, instinctively stepping back towards Ara. The dog—no, after all, a wolf—sat down a step away from her, without ceasing to happily beat his tail on the grass.

Austin’s Point of View I quickly rush to my car and drove home. I’m sorry, Crissy, that I had to leave you hanging. I need to get to the bottom of this. That scent was strong, and I recognize that scent and the symbol on the crow’s wing. It is the marking of the Volatile pack. Every pack has shapeshifters, and they are made enslaved people for the wolf packs. They depend on us wolves for protection; in return, they do all our dirty work. The Volatile pack is the one trying to take over my pack. How did they find us? We need to quiet him before he can report and reveal our location.

Diana The Werewolf Council has established a comprehensive education mandate for all wolf pups, regardless of their social standing. This rule ensures that every young werewolf receives at least a basic education, with the level of schooling varying based on their class within the pack hierarchy. At the top, Alpha and Beta offspring naturally receive the most extensive education. Gamma wolves, known for their superior strength and destined to become pack warriors, along with Delta wolves of ordinary strength, both receive education equivalent to college level. While Gammas typically focus on combat training, Deltas have the freedom to specialize in various fields. These two classes form the

- I don't know why I felt in my heart that my mother wanted to say more than she did. This wasn't the first time in my life, but since my father died this has gotten worse. - Mom? You didn't even seem too shocked by the location of the guy's house! - It's just that you finally have your breakfast Beck! We're leaving in thirty minutes to fix our hair for tonight. My mother didn't like to answer questions. I was used to it enough by then, so I didn't question anything anymore. I didn't question my father's obsession with wolf artifacts and legends, I didn't question why she wore a protective necklace against something that only existed in my books.

However, my father had held me back, warning me that while the pack was excited for my arrival and my transformation, I was also dangerous to them. He wouldn't tell me more than that and I had no idea what to make of what he said. I was dangerous to them? Why? Our smell, Danika. As an omega, we can emit...certain smells that entice other wolves. What? Why? Why would we want to emit that? It's not something we can control.

Meeting an Alpha's gaze directly was a challenge, an act of disrespect that could get your throat ripped out. But I couldn't look away. "What's your name?" he asked. "Kira Volkov." My voice came out steadier than I expected. "And what pack are you affiliated with, Kira Volkov?" "None." "Rogue, then." He said it matter-of-factly, like he was commenting on the weather. "Do you know what we do to rogues in this city?" "Kill them." No point in pretending otherwise. "Usually, yes. The treaty between the three packs is very clear: any wolf without pack allegiance is to be eliminated on sight. A wolf without a pack is a wolf without balance. Without control. They're dangerous."

Try how stupid the pawn acts. “Prepare one hundred Ice variant elite wolves,” Kaelen ordered irrefutably. "We're going to play South. It's been a long time since the Vanguard bloodline has been too haughty. I want to taste the taste of their Young Lady's blood. If she's worthy… perhaps I'll sleep with her before cutting her throat." The real war for power is now ringing loudly. If previously Chloe was just throwing away trash, now she has to face monsters covered in snowstorms who are secretly planning to undermine her protective empire.

"Noah, listen to me very carefully. Do not go after that thing. You can't kill it yourself. Find safety now. The hunters are on their way." Noah watched as the white blur disappeared into the woods beyond the campus. His wolf was already stirring, the hunter instinct roaring to life in his veins. A kitsune. Here. At his university. "Noah, did you hear me?" Andrew Phillips demanded. "Yeah, I heard you," Noah said, but he was already moving toward the woods. "Noah, I'm serious. Stay where you are!" Noah ended the call and shoved his phone into his pocket. His father could be furious later. Right now, every instinct he had was screaming at him to chase. To hunt.

Three rogue wolves circle him, their eyes feral as they stalk him. One lunges, Kiara’s eyes flare, she lifts her hand and whispers something I don’t understand. The wolf’s body snapped midair— It collapsed to the ground lifeless. Kael doesn’t hesitate. He shifts partially, and goes for the two wolves at once. He grips them by the jaw and slams them together before twisting their necks. My pulse races, Kael looks different, like a killing machine. He didn’t hesitate to rip them apart. He looks at me with his side eyes once.