Maester Wolf Novels & Stories

I always thought master was to handsome for this world, but now… I couldn’t help but think he is to handsome to even be a Greek God. I guess I really did invest my time making him one hell of a handsome character. “Why are you staring at me like that?” Master asked snapping his finger. I got snapped out of my thoughts, blinking my eyes rapidly. I coughed out embarrassed… “I wasn’t staring at you.” I lied through my teeth, staring at the portrait hanging loosely on the wall, behind my master. “That’s a lie, I caught you staring slave. Tell me what it is? Don’t you dare lie to your master.” He shakes his head pouting. Now he looks cute.

When I looked back at him, he seemed to understand the question in my eyes as he intertwined our fingers since we could finally stand side-by-side. "My mother was an alpha. Since my grandfather only had girls and she was the eldest, it fell to her. It was a first in history and she had all these ambitions. One of them was teaching newborn wolves to control their urges. Those who aren't born into it have a 'frenzy-phase', think of it like you haven't eaten in weeks, and suddenly the whole world is a buffet..." I winced at the comparison as he continued. "When she died, they had this boarded up under her resting place as a way to keep her memory alive while killing her attempts."

I commanded. The warlock seemed to notice that something bad was on the way. He looked panicked and said in a low voice in his mind, "Yes, Master. But how about Miss Lisa?" "Do you want her to come and watch?" I asked. "Sorry, Master," he whispered in his mind and said to the she-wolf, "Lisa, Master needs me to help him with something. Could you please stay here and wait for us?" The she-wolf looked confused and said, "Where are you going?"

"No Luka. Let me go get Jake. He can fight her. You can't risk damaging your wound further. You are needed for more than just one issue, alpha." Still eyeing the she-wolf, I nodded and stood my ground, still on the last few steps on the staircase, avoiding from having her get any further from where she stood. I kept growling at it, making myself look bigger but it was not scared at all like it didn't have a master. Its eyes were black like she was possessed and her fur was yellow-like, not soft-looking, but rougher just like the rouges.

His eyes searched mine for a moment, and then I saw something shift in his expression—a realization, a certainty. His nostrils flared, and his eyes began to glow faintly. Slowly, he stepped forward and took my hand in his. He raised it high and turned to face the crowd. “My mate… is a white wolf!”

He then unfolded the cloth to reveal the head. “Great. I can finish the potion now” The master nodded his head and tapped the head of the wolf. Immediately, the wolf’s head shrunk into the size of a small ball. The master took the ball and tossed it into a small pot brewing in the corner. A sizzling sound was heard as the ball sank into the strange concoction in the pot. The man who hunted the wolf was silent the entire time, not wanting to distract his master. “It is done Asher. Give me the bottle” the master finally spoke after five minutes and extinguished the flame under the pot.

"I'm a good alpha and you know it. And I'm ambitious. This is what I want. It's not like you've only been alpha for a few months, you've been doing this for, what, twenty years now? It's fair to challenge you. You know this. Besides, the challenges can take months, you still have time to wrap things up." Master hit the side of his hut with his fist. Megan blinked, surprised, but not worried. Master had too much honor to try and hurt her now. "What does your wolf think about this?" he asked, his eyes flashing silver. The color of his own wolf. "She's been wanting this longer than I have," Megan said, and a wave of approval emanated from that corner of her mind. "Fine, but don't complain to me

' 'I don't have one yet, you'll have to give me a name' 'Oh okay, before you started explaining you said something about you explaining this twice in your life time, what did you mean by that? 'You caught that, yeah I have explained it before... you are not my first master, my first master was a very powerful Luna... when she died I was in limbo for a century then the moon goddess wanted me to serve another master so she sent me to you' 'Why would she send a very respected wolf to me? Most wolves can kill a whole village if they will be given a white wolf, you are like the strongest kind of wolf ever and I am a nobody' I complained

If Orion did not build it, what wolf in the world could be that smart? Mireya looks totally lost. "Then, Mr Greyclaw, can you show us who this master warrior is?" Orion just lets out a tricky little laugh. "There is no need to show you." The funny thing is, the master wolf is standing right under their noses. But nobody would ever guess a male like me could do it. I leave them talking and walk around the giant hall to check the other weapon displays before I run back to Orion's side. As I get closer, I see Draven’s whole group is still blocking Orion.

ill to stop the knight Michael from ending his sentiment, the king stood up with a smile and said forcedly with irony; "Knight knight, if the anger does not subside, then ask for your due forgiveness and withdraw your insult!" -Never sire, but because I want to forgive the impulsiveness of the prince I would like to say something about the boyar he hosts, Mr. Count, he knew for a long time and is a witness not as a traitor, but as a senior eternal , the master by his name is a Spanish robber who for lack of money robbed, killed, and in the meantime learned to wield his sword, came to London with evil thoughts plot your murder and without your knowledge as an ordinary servant he makes up his