Novel & Cerita Millennium Wolves Book Series

We assume he was a Norseman, but no one knows how he got the lupus garou illness. "Some say a wolf bit him, but instead of dying, his blood fought off the infection by mutating," Silva hypothesized. "I didn't think Ravena was a werewolf because she's so small compared to the rest of you." "We're called gray wolves." Silva sat a little higher. "Ravena's a fiery red." "Are there Mexican werewolves as well?" Other types?" "Mexican wolves are really grays," Silva observed. "They're known as Mexican wolves in the Southwest." Timberwolves are also grays in the Northeast."

My wolf then whimpered and I didn’t know if it was for Jess or Willow, but I knew he was hurting. Ever since Jess hasn’t been with us, my wolf has put out his frustrations into training even harder. Not one wolf has even come close to taking me down since then, except Willow. Yesterday in the training ring with her it was as if my wolf was being playful with her wolf. She was good, that was for sure, but my wolf found himself distracted by hers. I had never seen a black she wolf before, especially one with red tips.

By each other's side, as they should have been from the start. There she sat, cross-legged in the oversized reading chair next to the window, her eyes locked on the thick leather-bound book resting on her lap. The book was an Old historical Testament, the spine was worn, and it wasn’t a book he was familiar with, but after glimpsing the title, he wanted to. The Chronicles of the Goddesses’ Blessed Wolves: Origins and Legends Miles swallowed, his breath caught slightly in his throat. She didn’t see him at first. Her brows knotted in deep focus at the words she was absorbing.

Again, thank you so much, and have a wonderful new year! More Books by me: Under the Moon Series: Book1 - Under the Pale Moon (vampire LGBT+) Book2 - Under the Blue Moon (werewolf LGBT+) Book 3 - Under the Crimson Moon (dragon-shifter LGBT+) Wed to the Alpha (fluffy romance/fantasy/werewolf) I am Not Your Love Story (CEO/richman LGBT+) Adventures of the Crown Series: Book1 - The Purple Wolf and the Enerawyn (fantasy/adventure, hints of LGBT+)

In a flash of an eye all three of them were dire wolves running through the woods, wild, free. Not for long, Pearl knew she needed to go back to the mortal realm and save Ethan. END OF BOOK 1

They are kidnapping me? I am a werewolf? These men are wolves? We are outside before my thoughts finish. Cold Montana air slams into me. A van waits in the parking lot. Dark. Windowless. The back doors are open. Silver chains hang inside. My stomach drops. Silver burns. Weakens. Stops shifting. Those chains are not just restraints. They are pain. “Please,” I say before I can stop myself. “I did not do anything. My father” “Your father ordered the slaughter of sixty three wolves,” the enforcer on my right snaps. “Men. Women. Children. Burned alive while they slept.”

I insisted. “So I have grey eyes. So what? That doesn’t mean I’m from that pack.” Malice bled into his tone as he said ‘that pack’, “It could just mean one of my parents is from there.” True, that was a possibility. When wolves from two different packs mated, the dominant wolf genes decided eye color, so perhaps his dominant wolf gene was from the Waning Moon pack. “That’s an interesting explanation I guess.” “Okay, okay.” Bonnie said, waving her hands, “Before tensions rise even more. I can vouch for Mace, he grew up here. We’re childhood friends.” She explained with a smile.

We were not expecting them to break through our security again, so I had not prepared for them. Nicolas's eyes were filled with anger, and I could see his eyes changing colors. The wolf was trying to take control. This was his pack, and he protected these wolves, yet the vampires still got in. The bloodlust was unbearable! You could tell he was intent on killing every vampire in existence!

We had the same blonde hair, same hazel eyes, and same heart-shaped face. But there was one thing different about us. Chloe had a wolf but I didn’t. That was the reason why I was nervous. I was about to be Luna but I still hadn’t discovered my wolf. As werewolves, on our 21st birthday, we discovered our wolves. But it had been two years since my 21st birthday and I still didn’t have a wolf. The worst part was that my twin sister discovered hers on our 21st birthday. I wondered if something was wrong with me or if I was cursed.

Many of them bared their fangs in response, ready to tear away the witch’s throat. He slowed as the witch’s scent strengthened. They were close, so damn close. And then another aroma hit the wolves’ noses too. Blood. Finn's wolf growled and got on his right. He was the only all-white wolf in the pack. Not one dot of color touched his fur. And his eyes went silver instead of gold. As his Beta, Finn would help him keep the pack safe. And if he died, Finn would take over. “Bad magic,” Dire growled.