Millennium Wolves Book Series Novels & Stories

The three wolves kept their assassin in a tight pocket between them as they began trying to fight off the sudden and absolute, vicious onslaught from the moonwalkers. Mj heard the sound of another howl, this time the sound practically sang to her body and she attempted to climb over Jay’s strawberry blonde fur shoulder to see where it was coming from. As the Quicksilver wolves continued to fight and bite, the same voice howled again and this time in the distance, Mj barely caught sight of an enormous figure before the walkers began to circle the wolves in an almost uniformed behavior. The melody of the new howl was virtually eating at Mj’s body, and she dropped to the ground before rollin

Audrey explained. " How is it that Grey can repel her?" I asked. "When William shifted at the vampires battle, we saw it,' Audrey began, " He is a spirit wolf Alpha, but a different kind. Spirit wolves only have one Alpha in every generation, and that alpha is usually a golden wolf. For the spirit wolf, the colour of your fur determines your clan. The alpha has golden fur, the beta has silver fur, the gamma has silver bronze fur, and the delta has bronze fur. William's fur is white gold, and his wolf can stand on its hind legs. Claiming you as his mate and giving him some essence freely has turned him into a full spirit wolf and an Alpha. He must be a descendant of one of the Moonchilds, the

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

I wondered if I had any markings on my face. Then I remembered there was a lake nearby! I could go there and see my reflection. My father watched me for a moment and I saw him give me a slight nod. That was all I needed. I began to run from the circle, running out of the pack's encampment. As I ran, I marveled at all the new sensations I could feel in this form. The earth beneath my paws felt amazing, the wind in my fur was incredible. So lost in all the sensations, I didn't realize that I had been followed by another wolf. I looked over, instantly realizing the wolf was Greyson. His wolf was almost as large as my father's, however while my father was black, Greyson was a dark grey and his e

Alex believes he’s not gullible enough to trust every word he’s hearing. But he must admit, his experience must be unique and unheard of. “Father.” He immediately greeted his parents when they arrived. Sab inhaled sharply upon seeing the wolves. It’s their first time seeing such wolves. “They’re glowing, aren’t they?” Their silvery aura is truly mesmerizing. “Hmm…” Clyde carefully scrutinized the wolves. “You’ve been talking to them. What did they say?”

She couldn't believe that a vampire, Kratos' sister, could be the mate of a wolf. The wolves stopped in front of her, assessing her carefully. The black wolf growled softly, but the brown wolf with caramel eyes just looked at her curiously. Mirella tried to speak to him, trying to understand how this was possible, but her throat was dry and her voice wouldn't come out. She just stared at the wolf, feeling an inexplicable connection. Finally, the wolf approached her and sniffed her carefully, as if trying to confirm what his instincts were telling him. After a few moments, he looked directly into Mirella's eyes and let out a soft howl.

Someone decided which truths were allowed to exist on paper and which ones weren’t, and they had been thorough enough to fill in the blank spaces such that the pattern wouldn’t be recognized. “Quite clever.” I whispered to myself. “But not clever enough.” My eyelids were falling and I ran a hand over my face, tilting my head backwards and letting the seat carry my full weight. This was as chilling as it was exhausting. There’s only three things that are sacred to wolves; bonds, hierarchy and territory. And I felt like I was caught in an unholy entanglement of all three.

"This isn't about Moonborn anymore. This is about whether wolves let themselves be controlled by families that see us as pawns. Time for everyone to choose what kind of world they want." "Elric—" Mira reached for me. I was already gone. I. Ran. Not toward Shadowfang. Deeper into the city.. I howled. A call to war. A signal that hadn't been used since the pack wars centuries ago. A sound that made every wolf in hearing distance make a choice.. Cower.. Fall. Watch everyone die. The howl echoed off buildings.. As I ran I heard others picking it up. Wolves across Darklorevie responding to a call they'd only heard in stories.

I growl stalking towards him again “Martin wait” Bryat says and I turn to him, anger still boiling in me “do you remember the story…the one they told us when we were younger. The black female wolf. If what he says is true…if Claire is the black female wolf she doesn’t get a mate. If this is true there could be more alphas coming to see if it’s true”

the Black Wolf growled, his eyes fixed on Millent. "We will not rest until we have what we want. And we will take it, no matter the cost." With those ominous words, the Black Wolf disappeared back into the shadows, leaving Millent and the werewolf pack on edge. They knew that the Moon Clan would be back, and they would be ready. Millicent looked up at her triplets, fear and determination mingling in her gaze. She knew that their love for each other would be tested in the battles to come, and she could only hope that it would be enough to defeat their enemies.