Millennium Wolf Novels & Stories

"The Vlkolak were like any Were species until about eight hundred years ago. About that time, the Alpha took a mate but she was not a wolf, she was a panther. They had ten cubs, all wolves, there was no thought that anything was out of the ordinary. Their cubs all had cubs of their own. It wasn't until the fifth generation that something happened. One of the females mated with a male from another pack under the Wolf Moon. She had twins that grew up seemingly normal, but when they reached adulthood, there was something wrong. They were decidedly evil and became killers." "Are you saying all these women's cubs will be like those killers?" "No Morgan, let me finish and then you'll understand."

It was going to be a rough fight for her because she hadn’t fought in a long time nor we had trained since I got pregnant and I wasn’t allowed to do any physical activity. I feel soft wind brushing on my furs. I felt elated as they all ‘awed’ when they looked at my wolf. I was a scarlet wolf, very rare, born once in a century with a white spot on the centre of my forehead. I was a big wolf compared to my lean human figure. Gamma Rafael also shifted into a huge grey wolf, his grey eyes pierced through mine, his teeth gnarling. I was in a protective mode first to analyse his attacking skills.

A month ago we destroyed a vampire coven and found intel on a major wolf pack located in Maryland. I was sent ahead to recon the area. I had spent the last three weeks locating and marking possible homes of these creatures when I found something disturbing. A Grizzly bear who turned into a man. Yep, my mind is blown. These fuckers aren't just wolves. So I’m looking down the scope of the McMillan TAC-50 long-range anti-material and sniper rifle, produced by McMillan Brothers Rifles company. I know many prefer the Barrett M82, but this gun seemed to call to my soul.

, they thought. When the fire stopped burning, they moved closer carefully to confirm if their enemy was dead but instead of seeing the ashes of a defeated enemy, they saw a giant grey wolf standing in the midst of the smoke and dust, the iron cage reduced to nothing all around him. Whatever the humanity left in Iron bath was locked away deep down his soul, the only thing left was hunger and a burning desire for carnage.

Anaki had always wanted to hear about Moon and Kurgi's 'sin against nature' for a long time. "You and Rex's beta would get along just fine with the braicell between the two of you.!" Kit chuckled, making Rex smile, thinking of him. "Only 3 wolves in Creation have dared to go against Nature, committing the most forbidden law, 'Wolves are born...not turned'. The first wolf to do this was Winter Wolf, I was the second, and Rex you were the last, but you certainly won't be the last." Moon recalled Anatashi's words from this morning.

Zinedine muttered more to himself, forcing himself not to roll his eyes and rather just close his eyes, he didn't make any attempt to block the incoming tails, rather he stayed where he was and then before the more than two tails could touch him and Samira, he summon one of his wolves, his white wolf— the millennium wolf— who counter the tails coming towards them in speed, immediately the tails touches the white wolf, it slowly began to absorbs it. The colossal white wolf towered above, its height breathtakingly immense, stretching all the way to the roof of the chamber ceiling. Its thick, snow-white fur glistened like freshly fallen snow, accentuating the pow

Bastien said, pacing back and forth now, deep in thought. I was not used to seeing him this worried and unnerved, whatever it was he was telling us about, we needed to take it very seriously. Still, it sounded like something out of a fairy tale novel. A powerful wolf born once every century? How could that possibly be Mia? When we met, she didn’t even know she was a wolf. “I have never heard of such a wolf before,” I admitted. “Me too,” Ivan concurred. “They are very rare, one every one hundred. Yes, it’s no surprise that almost all wolves live their entire lives without ever getting to meet one or even hear of the existence of one.”

He is a sick bastard and yet he thinks that he is fit to take control of people. “That is the reason that you have to fight him and take control,” said the wolf in a whisper and Camilla laughed at the voice and said,” You can try and get me killed but I am not going to die. I am more resilient than you actually think.” The wolf went silent and she finally rose up to small slit of the window that was in the room and watched outside. The wolf named Megan was getting ready for challenging the Alpha and there was palpable excitement in the air. There was something else as well which she was feeling but Camilla did not know what she could name that as.

She didn’t heed. As always. Stubborn wolf. Killian’s wolf roared. His brown eyes pierced Miracle’s neck. He was ready to launch another attack. “Little girl, it’s your last living day. I wish you a happy and painful death.” Killian’s wolf sneered. He let out a low growl. Then, a loud howl attacked Miracle again. She dodged. “His wolf can talk? What more does he have underneath that thick, old and wrinkled body?” I felt disgusted. This was the second rare power.

"She gives me a god and leaves me in a cage." The Goddess does not choose the shallow, the wolf countered, her voice sounding like grinding stones. You are the last of the Millennium line, a warrior in a servant's skin. You look at your chains, but you have forgotten you are the one who holds the key, for your true mate is already drawing breath in your territory. He is the fire to your ice, so do not let this pack extinguish you before he arrives. The moon mark on my hand flared with a blinding, silver light, the vibration traveling up my arm to rattle my teeth as the world began to tilt, leaving the silver void to bleed right back into the greasy darkness of reality.