Lesbian Wolf Novels & Stories

My name was Andrea Nasriantra, the Beta clan of Liberty City of werewolves and this is my story to find out … ***Three Years Ago*** "Get out! You filthy she-wolf!" He shouted at me, the young woman with golden glowing gold eyes, blond hair, and pink plump lips ready to be kissed, bitten, or eaten. At least those were the things I did with Tobias. He was the one that I thought I would end up with and spent the rest of my werewolf life making pups and growing his small clan. After all, I was the Nasriantra, the Beta clan in the Liberty City swore to be loyal to the highest rule, the Alpha clan, the Moonlight clan.

The she wolf that killed a rogue and took control of a pack when she was only Ten. Women in the werewolf world are all submissive and weak. Not that I have anything against a weak women ,no quite the opposite but women should be given opportunities to become something else and have other titles. In the werewolf world apart from my pack the black moon pack , the Alpha in charge doesn't allow female to be pack warriors or have another title there are only seen as omega and Luna’s. The only thing they do is spread their legs when there mate wants sex and cook food for their pack.

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.

Xithara's POV I had been imprisoned for a week and during this time, I had been put through hell. The guard would come to whip and torture me everyday. Keith did the worst thing possible, he decided I didn't deserve to have a wolf so he took her away. They performed a ritual on me that not only hurt like hell but took away my wolf permanently so I wouldn't be able to rebel against their torture since I had been trained in combat.

I weigh my 5" 3 with pride. And you say you are not small.You are very cute mi amor. Why am I on your shoulders, please just drop me down. Sorry for carrying you by force but if I did not do that, you will experience more difficulties and pain when you celebrate your 18th birthday or Brian might kill you with his beatings and I wouldn't want that to happen to you. You have endured that monster 's beating for too long and I want you to listen to me. Kate decided to listen to Ceaser's story hoping her troubles and doubts might be cleared. There is someone whom we regard as the moon goddess, she is our ruler and we go to her for protection, she is also the one who brought up the idea of mates.

"My fellow wolves, it is with great honor that I introduce to you my wife, Lana. From this day forward, she shall be recognized as the Luna of all packs, a leader who embodies courage, compassion, and unwavering determination." A thunderous applause erupted, reverberating through the clearing as the wolves celebrated the union of their Alpha and Luna. Lana, her heart swelling with gratitude, stepped forward, a regal presence in their midst. The glimmer of the Sapphire orb, held securely in her hand, served as a symbol of her authority and unity. With grace and strength, Lana addressed the assembled wolves again, her voice commanding their attention. "I stand before you today not just as an A

Ester foresaw their downfall and was certain the day would come. From that moment forward, Fiona and Laura searched for ways to alter their fate and find the young pup destined to bring their destruction. After months of mapping wolf packs and gathering information on their leaders' families, they discovered a luna who was a witch and had given birth to a daughter. This was unusual, as alphas typically did not take witches as mates—the goal was to produce strong alphas to continue leading the packs. It was believed that a witch-wolf hybrid could not be of alpha rank; all known hybrids had either been omegas or gammas, never higher. Yet this daughter, despite being a hybrid, carried the rank

Thomas’s room was not very large, however, some chairs were useful for everyone to sit on. Kyria then began to read aloud and slowly so that Thomas could understand and tried not to pay attention to Nayssa’s breath beside her: ""The Goddess is the Mother of wolves. She is the creator of all wolves and has always guided her children towards love and harmony. All possessed an extraordinary power, beyond what is seen today. But this was not enough for Mother and she realized that it took two distinct poles for balance to exist. Thus, the first alpha and the first omega were created."

It was a well-known fact that battery and sexual assault cases increase when wolves are integrated into the human population, so we tend to stay away from them, and they stay away from us. Arch leaves me, taking a group of nearby omegas to collect her things with him. "A-alpha, I-I don't understand. Why would you want a mutt like that?" Chris stutters out, gesturing to the woman in my arms. I look at him with an empty expression, letting him know I am not interested in his questions. "W-wait, you can't just-" he chokes out when I turn around to put her in the car that pulls up behind me. This time, I do respond, cutting off the end of his sentence.

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