Lady Wolf Novels & Stories

Gerwulf's voice dropped an octave showing his anger. "Not a wolf? Well it's not completely unheard of just rare and..." the doctor starts sniffing at me harder, shining a light into my eyes," the Luna isn't a wolf either so that might be why." "What?" I spoke for the first in weeks. My voice was hoarse and it almost hurt. My eyes shifted to Gerwulf who only uttered a," she hasn't been made aware of that yet." My gaze hardened on my mate as he tried his best to not look my way.

"You were never permitted into this room. And certainly not to insult your Queen." The lady laughed bitterly. “You call yourself Queen? A true Alpha doesn’t get tainted by creatures from the woods,she doesn’t take what’s not hers.” Raya's eyes narrowed, a storm behind them. “Your words mean little to a wolf who couldn’t even hold a rank.” The Lady opened her mouth to retaliate—but froze, as if something unseen coiled around her. Her body trembled, flickered like a dying flame, and within seconds… she vanished. Not a step taken. Not a scent left behind. Just gone.

Lucy asked somewhat rhetorically. “Well I am a half witch, half wolf hybrid like Lilian. But that’s where my similarity to her ends. I don’t want to hurt people I don’t want power. I have just tried to live a quiet life on the edge of the pack for years. Then Lilian came along and stirred up a whole hornets nest of crazy witch rebellion and it all went to hell”

He looked at the curious and excited faces of his pack and said : "Today, All of you will witness the most challenging and powerful fight. This is new to any wolf pack that a common wolverine/ She-wolf will be fighting for the title of Luna. She has challenged the Alpha for a fight". She claimed to have the aura of a mate no matter how many times Alpha rejected her. But now her stubbornness has threatened the innocent souls of both realms. It is better to teach the bullies to use their powers in the right place and don't crush innocent souls. She needs to prove her strength and claims by fighting against the Alpha".

she began, “That second chance mates are gifts from the moon goddess herself to those who’d earned her favour—special wolves like you.” “I’d never heard of that.” “That doesn’t make it wrong.” She said, then went on. “These special wolves have a given name. Lycans.” A roar erupted from behind me, and I turned towards it, poised to attack. But standing before me was a wolf with its fur as white as snow, its eyes glowed red and while it was the most beautiful wolf I'd ever seen, it looked just as dangerous as it was majestic. I turned to Lillian, but she was nowhere to be found. Just…Gone. My gaze returned back to the wolf. “Hello, commoner.” It said, and then lunged at me.

I enjoy leading the Mooncrest Artisan Hall, and I am not naive enough to pretend I hated the envy other females felt when I was bound to Rham Jasperfang. In this moment, I am walking into the worst kind of scandal. I am walking up this stone aisle to take the mark of a playboy wolf whose heavy, muscular frame radiates raw threat. My wolf bristles inside my chest, eager to reach the altar and stand beside Clay. I pull my royal pride around me like iron armor. I am Lamia of the Blackmoor Moonfang Pack. I am wearing ancient silver silks embroidered with protective runes and carrying the pride of a sacred bloodline.

Every texture was shocking. “You are struggling,” Sera said. It was not a question. “Yes. Being human again is harder than we expected. Harder than fighting the Voids. Harder than becoming the seal.” I pushed the food away. “We do not know how to do this. Do not know how to be separate. How to be small. How to be limited.” “Then we find you help. Someone who understands.” She thought for a moment. “There is a wolf. Very old. She lived before the curse. Before the First Ones created the bloodlines. She might know something about merging and separation. About consciousness and transformation.”

Letting out a long breath Danica removed her hold before plopping down on the ground beside the wolf. 'Come, get up.' Danica ordered the wolf as she sat catching her breath. 'That light....' The rogue began sitting up on all fours and narrowing its red gaze on Danica. 'Only one wolf has that light.' 'Only one?' Danica asked confused. 'What are you going on about?' 'The moon wolf.' The rogue explained. 'She is the mother of all wolves, but why would she be residing within you?' Danica stared at the black wolf as if it had grown a second head, she couldn't quite get what it was going on about. What in the world was the moon wolf and why did that even have anything to do with her?

Lyra felt a pull, a strange resonance with their wildness, a kinship with their untamed spirits. As Lyra watched, a powerful female wolf emerged from the shadows. Her fur was the color of a moonless night, her eyes glittering like chips of obsidian. She carried herself with an aura of authority, her movements precise and commanding. There was a strength in her, a quiet power that resonated with Lyra’s inner strength. This was no ordinary she-wolf; this was a leader, a matriarch. The she-wolf, sensing Lyra’s presence, turned her head. Her gaze locked onto Lyra, unwavering, piercing. Lyra felt a strange mix of fear and admiration. She stood her ground, her wolfish instincts flaring. This was a

Before me, the two strong-looking women shifted into their wolf form and the moment I saw them shift, jealousy mixed with anger surged through me. I had heard the whispers long before this night. Everyone spoke about the Lady Alpha who stood beside Alpha Keres. Ember’s wolf was on the larger side, her silver fur gleaming under the moonlight. It hurts to see that she’s exactly as people had said; she has features of both an Alpha and a Luna! And Dayatt, even though she’s not as big as the lady Alpha, her wolf was strong-looking, fierce, and terrific. The moment they sprang into action and disappeared into the clearing, the wind from their takeoff almost took me off my feet.