Last Spirit Wolf Novels & Stories

If I was going to learn about the world I was in, I needed to ask questions. “I will tell you, but it is not something openly talked about in the packs.” She begins. “So basically, not everyone who is in the pack has access to a wolf like you and Luka do. In the past everyone who has wolf shifter DNA had a wolf. But in the past 25 years. Less have actual wolves, just heighten abilities. “What does that even mean?” I asked confused. “No one really knows. Omegas were the first ones to lose access to wolves. There hasn’t been omega with a wolf in 20 years I think. But ones who had wolves at first started losing them 15 years ago.” Alex explained.

The profound and natural detachment emanating from me filled him with a bone-chilling fear. "You can't. You also can't win back the deep-rooted trust I once had in you. Everything you're doing now is like a willful pup. You're trying to piece together a broken bond—that's not possible. "From now on, we shouldn't meet ever again." With that, I stepped forward and walked past him. In that moment, I felt my wolf instincts awakening. I threw myself completely into the peacekeeping work at the frontier. Every battle here, every confrontation, stirred the hidden power within me.

“But there is so much more going on now and if it all gets out the whole pack could be in danger.” I heard him sit forward in his chair. “What don't I know Leon? You have been so distant from me lately. What are you keeping from me?” I turned and walked to the mini fridge and grabbed out two beers, handing him one before I sat back down. “We think she's a Royal. Juvia. That is why we think someone is so egger to get her.” “Shit.” I heard him say before we both took long drinks. “She is also having trouble connecting with her wolf. Until she was 18 her wolf was locked in the dark, unable to see anything or communicate and there are times when she sleeps that her wolf gets locked up again.”

There was a hint of gloating in the eyes of the beta of the gray wolf clan, although outwardly he looked absolutely indifferent to what was happening. Certainly… I'm now officially anyone's doormat! I was just about to open my mouth to give out at least something that could express the whole gamut of emotions overwhelming my consciousness like an avalanche, when Ian again indicated that I would now live by his rules. Letting go of my elbow, the black wolf bared his teeth, turning towards Vadim. The only thing she managed to catch was just one single menacing roar, and a moment later the beta of the gray wolf clan collapsed along the opposite wall. And something told him that he wouldn’t be a

"Before you bit my mark, your eyes turned red. They did the same thing during the battle." I was stunned, slightly taken aback by her comment. There was only one other family that I knew of who had glowing red eyes. The last shifted wolf of that bloodline had a mate just down the stairs who was going to be asked a few questions of her own. Hopefully, I could get answers from her before I needed to provide the information to Parker.

Michael Whitlock POV; Spirit walkers are powerful among other wolf packs. This is one of the first things that they learn at a young age, and as they grow older it becomes more common. They could destroy entire armies in the blink of an eye and still stand proudly, as if they were never even in the field to begin with. They are not only strong but also smart; they are very well trained and have excellent senses. They can sense a person' location from miles away. There is something else they can do which is much more dangerous to humanoids.

"You're saying someone destroyed his wolf?" Elder Jon nodded. "That is what I believe." I struggled to process that information. Destroying a wolf spirit? I had never even heard of such a thing. Wolves could be injured, suppressed, weakened... but destroyed while their human was still alive? It sounded impossible. "Siphons are extremely rare," Elder Jon continued. "Many believed they became extinct centuries ago." My jaw tightened. "And now you're telling me one may be inside my territory?" The old Elder remained silent. That silence was answer enough. A dark feeling settled heavily inside me.

I never showed anyone my wolf. My wolf is unique. She is navy blue, and her eyes are mercury-silver. She’s beautiful, and she likes me. She never liked Silas, but I couldn’t be bothered to listen to her. In my last life, that cost me dearly. I didn’t just lose my ability to have pups, but I also lost my wolf. In this life, I will do everything I can to keep my wolf and not let history repeat itself. Previously, my wolf, Nila, said she was special, but couldn’t explain it to me until we found our mate. We never found our mate because I was too hung up on Silas. What a waste of time.

Even at the Pack's full moon ceremony yesterday night, she still didn't stop teasing me until she shifted into her brown wolf. I'd attended the ceremony with the consent of the Alpha and I enjoyed every bit of the moment. The ceremony started when the full moon was sighted and that was the moment everyone shifted into their wolves even though we've been there for hours. The first wolf to approach me after the shift was Hunter's wolf. It was a big black wolf that reached to my thigh and it kept on nuzzling his head under my hand until I began running its ear and it whined. Soon enough, I was surrounded by the wolves of every person close to me. The event was amazing and it was worth it but th

"The Wolfe family was powerful. Your mother knew it. I knew it. They had something we needed, and they refused to share it." "So you burned them." "I protected what was mine." Dante stepped around Fenris, positioning himself between his son and the window. His gray eyes were hard, unforgiving. "And I will do it again if I have to. But first, I need you to find the last heir." Fenris met his father's gaze. "Why?" "She is the only loose end. The only witness who could tie us to the fire." "The fire was eight years ago. The police closed the case. No one is looking."