Michelle Wolf Daughter Novels & Stories

This was my wolf dying. “So dramatic “that silky voice. It belonged to no one but Alice Hales.A Beta’s daughter.she was so perfect.her blonde hair was long and shiny.perfect.she had perfect curves and a perfect bloodline.”But show’s over little Omega,now run back to the kitchen where you belong.”

It was fast, efficient, and silent. A second wolf, smaller, leaner, and moving with an almost balletic grace, slammed into the back of the gray wolf's knees. The gray wolf roared in surprise and pain, tumbling to the ground. The smaller, black wolf looked up at me. Its eyes were amber—the color of Rian's shifting wolf. But this wolf was not Rian. It gave a single, sharp bark—a command, not a snarl. It was Zara. Zev's twin sister. Rian's loyalist.

I feel the mic being pulled from my hand but I’m so frozen in fear that I can’t seem to turn to see who took it from me. “This is Alpha Rusty of the Winter Pack, was my daughter's wolf a pure white wolf or were there patches of other colours?” I have no idea why her wolf colour is so important, but I’m in such a state of shock that I don’t have it in me to face Rusty, let alone take the mic back. “Erm, alright, erm, she was pure white and the scent in the kitchen makes me think the pup has winter wolf in him too.” Those words from my father pull me out of my state of shock. I grab the mic off Rusty and press the little button.

As I move, my dress rustles softly, and my hair stays perfectly in place. "Wow, Lessia is this not too much?", I ask unsure. "No, it is perfect", Lessia said still trying to arrange the strands of hair on my head. I rolled my eyes and said, "Lessia why did you dress me like this, I look like two million threw up on me". She looked at my reflection in the mirror and said, "You look amazing and by the way you are the daughter of the Mafia boss, you need to dress the part". "Mafia?", I asked confused.

"You have cast doubt on my character, my position, and my lineage. You have challenged my power. You have insulted me and done harm, hindering my pursuit of better for my family and pack. I am formally offended. As the sun sets, darkness follows, and the moon will rise. " Gasps filtered up from the crowd. A lot of people looked confused, but I knew that Alpha Shadow, as a witch and probably someone who knew enough about werewolf history, wouldn't be. He seemed stunned, shocked that I had enough knowledge to initiate this challenge: a witch challenge under the guise of a werewolf challenge. "I, Alpha Grace Michelle Wolfe of Mooncrest, daughter of the Wolfe line heralded by the moon's cresting

"Get your lazy ass up and make breakfast bitch" I hear my sister Cassandra yell up the stairs and I groan but get up I'd rather avoid another beating. I'm Lisa Daughter of Beta Collins but the pack thinks I'm wolfless so I'm treated more like a servant than Beta's daughter. I'm not wolfless though, truth is I got my wolf when I was 6 years old. Only my best friend Estella daughter of Alpha Isaac knows the truth I made her promise to keep it a secret because I'm a white wolf the only white wolf to be born in 200 years.

"Hey wait up” I yell at my best friend Annabelle Haul. She’s a tall 5’9” beauty. She has long red hair that stops just below her bottom. She perfect in every way and she isn’t afraid to show anyone what they get when they mess with her or me for that matter. Who am I?!? My name is Tiffany Tow I’m the daughter to Calvin Tow the bata of Blue Moon Pack. I’m an omega or at least that’s what my wolf and I want everyone to think. You see I’m a very special she-wolf but we will get to that later.

“She was banished from the pack and also from the city afterwards, and rumors have it that she died in Shadow Haven…” “I think I’ve heard of that story—you’re talking about the Medeina wolf, isn’t it?” I inquired, my voice firm and assured. “Of course—Medeina.” I exhaled. “Heard it’s a very cruel wolf hide and does disastrous stuff. She’s not been in existence for decades…” “Of course, but…” I flinched as she continued. “Ashley, we all believed that wolf hide had gone, and vanished for good. But two years ago I discovered that that same wolf hide chose his daughter, your daughter—Maggie. Maggie is the Medeina wolf,”

However, it was very surprising to learn that their long lost daughter was Julie. I didn't know how to take the news but I was nearly certain that Geraldine was right. Now that I thought about it, I had noticed earlier that Julie did look like the former Luna, but I never paid much attention to it. Now, it all made sense in my head but I couldn't still place her as the Alpha's daughter. Julie Scarborough, the scariest rogue in all of the wolf kingdoms, was actually the daughter of Former Aloha Austin.

- my mother said, trying hard not to make me look like the usual zombie. It was not easy to see a daughter who should have been married for years sinking into tea and romantic books instead of fulfilling her role as a woman. She should have given birth to many children in sequence with a lumberjack husband who worked in the town factory. It was a disappointment, to say the least. - Mom, I really don't want to get up! I'm watching this incredible documentary about - I didn't even know what to say, because the truth is I got lost in yet another Frankenstein novel.