Lupa The Wolf Goddess Novels & Stories

Lucas's sacrifice giving them enough time to swim to safety. Calliope howled, splitting Alina's skull as her wolf poured out all her pain, giving it to the Moon Goddess as she sunk to the ground. Calliope burst forth from her human skin, shaking out her fur as the elder magic snapped in place, doubling her size and infusing her with an eerie glow, denoting the royal blood coursing through her veins. And with a growl that rippled water and shook trees, the Queen bolted from the garden, stretching her legs as Calliope answered the call of the wild.

It was getting louder. "Stop speaking in riddles! What am I?" Sophia asked. For some reason, her temper flared. "Legend has it, all wolves are tied to the moon. Not the ball of rock in the sky but the nightlight herself, the goddess that grants all that walk the night their powers, Lyrica. But for many centuries, Lyrica has been lost. But the creatures of night hold hope that she will return one day," the old lady recounted this tale. "And you all believe that is me? A goddess?" Sophia asked. She thought she had just heard the biggest rubbish ever spouted. That drumming sound seemed to get louder. Sophia started to feel a chill in the room.

I rustled through my desk drawers next to my bed, found my sketchbook and pencils, and sat down in my office chair. “Let me call you back, “I said to David. “Take your time,” he said with another big yawn before letting me go. I set down my phone and I began my drawing of the wolfen goddess I’d been with, looking over her shoulder at me like she had the night before when I’d taken her from behind.

The creature let out an ear-splitting howl, its claws scraping the stone floor. Godiva raised her hand. “Wait. It’s not attacking.” She stepped closer, her courage unwavering. The wolf’s gaze fixed on her, unblinking. Slowly, she knelt and bowed her head. “I am Godiva, daughter of Selena, the Moon Goddess. I seek guidance from the Moon Goddess to protect my pack and halt the darkness.” The creature hesitated, then bowed its head in acknowledgment. The air shimmered around us, and its form dissolved into silvery light, revealing a staircase descending into the temple.

- Well, Leyushka, people also have a Creator. “And they, too, can communicate with their Creator like this?” - Rarely, but yes, they can. But I immediately warn you, in the faith of people, we are strictly forbidden to climb! By the way, this is one of the rules. It is also impossible to show the second hypostasis, only individual people know about us. It is categorically impossible to control people and interfere in their lives! Therefore, in no country will you find a werewolf in power. We can only help people. The severe punishment for any offense on any count is death. And not only to the one who stumbled, but to the whole flock, to the whole clan of the apostate. That's it. And now I sl

I tell her as I smile at thought about running through the forest. Luna, will you tell me who I am? Ever since last night I have felt different. I know you know more about who I am and what I am becoming. I huff as I try to think about where to start. "Okay before I do that, I need to tell you a story. The story of the first wolf. I know you did not go to school like other pups so I will give you a history lesson. It starts with the moon goddess of course. Many think this is just a myth, but the Moon Goddess was a witch. I know the story that is taught is that she has always been a goddess that took favor with us and blessed certain humans with wolves but that is not true. The Moon Goddess w

The Goddess gifted bond for our wolves requires no such thing. “Did you just say ‘for the love of the God’s’?” she murmurs against my chest, where I have her head pressed, needing to feel her close and make up for my weeks of ignorant stupidity. I feel her suspicion as she eyes me quizzically. “Yes.” A slip of the tongue. Werewolves have only one God, Goddess, the Moon Goddess. Zeke has told me different, and on occasion I forget what I should and should not know.

"What do you mean by that, Master? We don't quite understand what this power you speak of entails." "My apologies for the confusion, you're right, I didn't explain it well," responded Seraphim, acknowledging his mistake. "During the ascension ceremony of the goddess Moon in the celestial palace, she granted a miraculous wish to the werewolf Oto, as we all witnessed. Unknowingly, Luana, the girl who became the goddess Moon, bestowed upon him a divine power."

“Let’s sit down.” We took a seat at the corner of the table, sitting next to each other. I waited for Pernwél to at least take a bite from her sandwich and as she did she made a little satisfactory sound, I knew I would be putty in her hands. The big bad Alpha wolf, turned down a notch by this tiny girl. “You know how I told you we have wolf spirits inside us?” She nodded and I continued. “We have a deity, the Moon Goddess, she has given each wolf spirit the perfect body to reside in - so that we could live in perfect harmony.”

Author’s POV Is it Lira’s desperate prayers to the Goddess that grant her immense strength? Or is it the fact that, in the face of determination, impossibility is nothing? Because of her desperate desire not to be molested, she does not only gain immense strength—her ever-silent and weak wolf appears for the very first time. “Hi, Lira. I’m Ace, your wolf—the descendant of the Moon Goddess,” her wolf introduces, jumping around inside her with so much energy. “We will meet each other later, but for now, let’s get rid of that bastard, shall we?”