Mackenzie Valley Wolf Size Novels & Stories

I noticed Lucca’s large black wolf come trotting behind the King, gently swinging his tail as he followed him. Ethan Ryan’s wolf was so much larger than Lucca’s wolf it was almost comical, and Enzo was a very large black Alpha wolf. Hell, Enzo was nearly twice the size of me, and I was average. The Alpha King’s wolf could easily be mistaken for a bear due to his size, but the deep rich rust red color could never be mistaken for a bear.

He smiled and turned to face him. The smile on Lexon's face made Milo's heart melt and gave him the courage to step out from behind the tree. Lexon's smile grew even wider and he squatted down as his little wolf approached him. Lexon was surprised at how small his little wolf was. Werewolves are normally quite large, much larger than regular wolves. But this little wolf is almost as small as a regular wolf. For some reason, that made his little wolf even more precious to him.

We don’t normally allow other wolves to see our bare bodies. Tyler holds my robe around me before calling out, “Shift.” Both Kira and I do as he commands. I feel my body change as my bones crack and realign to become a very large wolf. Tyler is still holding the robe that can no longer contain my wolf form. I hear gasps echoing around me, the loudest coming from Tyler, and can feel many pairs of eyes staring at me. Alpha wolves, generally considered to be the largest wolves, are about twice the size of a normal wolf. My wolf is twice the size of an alpha wolf.

I said, "you're not exactly tanned." Conan stretched lazily, water droplets glistening across his pale chest. "I like being outside. Especially after being hidden in a basement for so many years." That fucking closet came to mind—the damp, moldy little cell he called a room. "Are all wolves in the pack about the same size as you?" he asked, shifting the topic. "Well, the males are usually bigger than the females, and alphas tend to be the largest. Strongest too," I explained. "You're the smallest wolf I've ever seen."

Chapter one Leaving the pack I was born and raised in the Moon Haven pack, best way to describe where it’s at, is near Logan Utah, it is a big pack and yet, not the biggest. We have over eight hundred wolves and are the fourth largest in the United States. We have seen other packs get attacked by rogues, as well as our own, but we are a warrior pack, and they do not ever make it across our borders. We have extraordinarily strong warriors, we have over four hundred and are all very well trained.

“I was worried at first when Xander said I could ride him, I had never seen a werewolf in wolf form before. Now that I’ve seen Einar, Minka, and Keena, I realize they are much larger than I thought. Larger than typical wolves.” “A lot of that is because they are Alphas. Alpha wolves tend to be larger than others in the pack,” Alpha Liam says to me, kindly. “Although, even omega wolves are larger than real wolves.” Angel says. “That is true,” Alpha Liam agrees. “And what about tomorrow, Maeve? What are your plans for tomorrow?” he asks me. “Oh, well, I’ll cast the spell for Gwen in the morning before you leave and I’ll work on Alpha Richard’s spell, it’s almost complete,” I tell him.

An impossibly large wolf of at least 200 pounds if she had to guess. Andrea stayed as still as she could. She had gone crazy. There was no way in hell that a 200-pound gray wolf stood across the table from her in the middle of some guy's kitchen. That was impossible. She sucked in a breath, but her lungs wouldn't fill up.

"The central pack thinks they can just walk in here and lock us into a cage, but we are going to show them how Red River wolves actually fight." Valerie's entire body went completely rigid beside me, a low, vicious snarl vibrating deep in her throat. Her eyes flared that brilliant silver color again, her fingers clawing into the wooden siding of the shed like she wanted to tear the building down with her bare hands. She was absolutely furious that her own people, men she had trained with and trusted to protect her borders, were operating behind her back to stage a bloody coup.

I spun around to glare at Galden only to be pissed off further at the grin on his smug face. “Calm down wild wolfy, it was an accident.” The amusement in his voice and the smirk on his face said otherwise. At 6 ft 1in Galden was taller than me, but I was told that was normal for werewolves. She-wolfs were typically 5’8-5’10, and males 6’-6’6, on average. Luna Davene said I was on the short side for a she-wolf at 5’5 but she wasn’t surprised due to my years in the dark and lack of proper nutrition.

Sameka's wolf shrieked as Luna Miriam's wolf tore through her jaw, ripping off the bottom half as she flipped Sameka's wolf over. Sameka Manigo's light-brown average-size wolf was on the ground now missing its lower jaw. Miriam's massive wolf tossed the jaw onto the side of the square. I watched as Miriam's wolf stood towering over Sameka's wolf. The size difference was mind-blowing. The wolf was breathing but was barely able to stand up. Sameka Manigo's light brown wolf shakily, missing her lower jaw. As Miriam's wolf, a huge black-as-night wolf, started to circle, the injured shaky wolf struggling to stand.