Millenium Wolves Novels & Stories

"And then the debt collectors will come for both of us and seize pack lands, and every wolf in Crescent Moon Pack will lose their homes because you were too selfish to accept your fate. Can you live with that?" The trap closes around me so perfectly I almost admire the cruelty. He knows I cannot let the pack suffer for his mistakes, recognizes I have spent three years protecting these wolves from his incompetence, and admits I will choose their safety over my freedom. "You are a monster," I say. "I'm a realist." He responds by straightening his jacket like we just finished a pleasant conversation. "You were never going to give me an heir anyway, too defective for that. At least this way you

Wolf Nation Times pops up first on my screen of news outlets. ’MURDER AT THE CLAIMING DISRUPTS CELEBRATIONS’ ’ARIANA ERICKSON MATED TO ALPHA ARES MARTIN OF FREEDOM RIDGE PACK, DOES THIS MEAN WAR IN WOLF NATION?’ ’FORMER ALPHA LUCIAN CHEATS LOOPHOLE WITH SUICIDE’

The truth was close. And Silvercrest held the key. They had barely crossed into Silvercrest’s land when the first warning came. A single howl—long, deep, commanding. Theoden slowed. So did the others. Within seconds, they were surrounded. A dozen wolves stepped from the shadows, massive and silent, their silver-gray fur almost blending into the mist. But it was their eyes that caught Theoden’s attention. Not gold. Not brown. Silver. Cold. Calculating. The wolves of Silvercrest weren’t like other packs. They were old. Not just in age—but in purpose. And right now, they were watching Theoden like they were deciding whether to kill him or hear him out.

It was common knowledge that Black Moon had the largest pack and territory in America with over 300 wolves. They were immeasurably impressive with a highly respected reputation. "As I said, I'll think about it." I repeated, standing up to throw my empty box in the trash can. Lucy grinned back at me one more time making me shake my head in amusement, my eyes rolling at her reply once again. "Fine, I'll take it as a yes until you confirm."

Mj took a deep breath and let the wolf flow through her body before filling her lungs with air and howling as loudly as she could. Mj thought she was prepared to handle the horde of beasts chasing her but the moment they started to move her inner prey kicked in and she slid her body from the tree as quickly as possible before breaking into a sprint, darting past trees toward the small orange flags. Mj managed to make it almost a quarter of the way through the course before she felt the presence of others and all the sudden a rust red blur darted out in front of her and tried to capture her with it’s lanky fur clad clawed arms. Mj instinctually bounced the balls of her feet off the ground a

She shook out. *Where the heck are we anyhow, hopefully lover boy knows the way back,* Mila said. *I don’t want to go back, ever,* I said, matter of fact. I heard some howls in the distance and without a second thought Mila howled back, wanting to find the others. Wolves obviously prefer to run in a group or a pack, and stick together. It’s better for hunting too. Damien started making motions with his hands and Mila cocked her head to the side. He held a finger up to his mouth, indicating we should be quiet. What?

“Because there was no Milo who was after you!” At my words, her mouth dropped to the floor. I went closer to her and circled her. “Alpha Rudy of the Neon pack is a friend and when I asked him about Milo in his pack, he said, there is none that goes by that name. So my other option was to find a ‘Milo’ for you.” I scoffed as I pointed at Milo, who was standing a few feet away. “He happens to be the only other Milo in this vicinity and he—” I glared at her with repugnance. “He lives in a small community, a few miles from the Neon pack. Guess what community is that?” When she froze, I couldn’t help sneering. “Yes, that’s the only red-light area for wolves.”

The Resonants stopped, their natural human instincts fighting a sudden, terrifying spike of adrenaline. Killian stepped forward, pushing the massive gates open with a single, effortless thrust of his arm. The courtyard was a sea of slate-grey fur and silver-veined quartz armor. Five hundred massive wolves stirred from their slumber, shaking the morning dew from their heavy coats. The sound of their armored plates grinding together was deafening. They rose to their paws, their violet eyes locking onto the crowd of strangers standing at the threshold of their sanctuary.

Well, I guess I'll have to tell her the truth because she always knows when I'm lying, and she hates it when I do. She's the only friend I have in the entire pack. She's already transformed and is a beautiful omega. Her fur is golden, and her eyes are dark brown. She has a sweet and fiery personality, but that rarely surfaces. Her wolf's name is Lilica. She's very rebellious against the injustices committed against omegas. She's also very funny. Milly is six years older than me and no longer needs to attend the academy, but like me, she hasn't found her mate yet. It seems I'm not the only exception to love among wolves.

It wasn't much, but it was enough for now. A persistent wave of a hand captured my attention. I got a big smile from Milo, the Bolivian wolf who wanted to die after the Worgens killed his son. His mate also died in the rogue attack on Dark Wolverson. Milo pointed down at a brunette she-wolf and happily tapped his heart. He mouthed, “Mate.” I smiled with him and waved back, then he pulled her in for a kiss.