Millennium Wolves Series Novels & Stories

Miss you guys. Then I drop the phone again. My hands are shaking slightly. The silence of the large, unfamiliar room hums around me, a waiting silence. I break it first. “So, Isla… what are wolves actually like? Besides possessive and obsessed with titles.” She chuckles, a comforting, rolling sound in my mind. "Depends on the wolves, really. These ones? Traditional. Bound to cultures, customs, rituals, and strict hierarchy. Honestly, they cling to traditions more than any other supernatural creature I know. It's their method of staying grounded and hidden."

A howl with a purpose. A quarter of the warriors followed and shifted, the sound of bones breaking and skin tearing serving as the music as the sun started to set. The battle willl stretch ‘til night. In place of the men were wolves, all mighty and ferocious. Fierce slit eyes, a magnificent mane of fur, and razor sharp nails digging the soil. The wolves sat and it was the others’ cue to climb onto them. Atleast four men could ride one wolf. Another howl came from Flavian, and altogether, the wolves huffed and took a leap. In the blink of an eye, all that was left of them were dust from the utter speed.

“Perimeter breach, northwest corner. Three signatures—wolves, inbound.” “On it,” I growl, signaling Ruth. We sprint, boots silent on the grass, the mansion looming like a dark sentinel. The air shifts—fur, sweat, the copper bite of intent. They’re here, testing us. I shift partial, claws extending, eyes sharpening. One wolf lunges from the shadows, jaws snapping; I meet him mid-air, slamming him into the fence with a crunch. Ruth takes the second, her snarl echoing; Marco grapples the third, silver blade flashing.

Just get rid of everything that was so pressing and getting on your nerves. Which is what I did. White Porsche Cayenne Vadim again flaunted his greatness, and beckoning to a further plan of action. The only thing I did not take into account was two hefty mules who stepped out of the darkness and blocked my path. With a height of at least two meters, and in the shoulders no worse than Rinat, the werewolves demonstrated by their very appearance that it was better not to mess with them. The familiar cut of black formal suits over white shirts, as well as the fact that I saw them for the first time, made it clear that they were Yang's people. Both are black-eyed and dark-haired. Black wolves.

It like Mileena and I is nothing but a memory that faded away from his life. Through it all Mileena had not complained one time, I believe that with her father betrayal it’s still fresh in her mind. She still trying to cope with it all, also learning to adapt to life in the forest. Being a rouge is no fun in the park because they're a lot to learn. Rouge are lone wolves that are label as dangerous wolves in werewolf society. Rouges are sometimes travel in groups; they like to terrorize other packs all because they don’t want to abide by wolf law.

Kenzie looked aghast as she said, “What are you talking about, Oscar? Are you trying to tell us that Snow is a werewolf?” Noah cleared his throat loud enough to grab the room’s attention. “What he’s trying to tell you is that he and I come from a lineage of unique humans who turn canine upon the full moon.” “Canine?” Kenzie repeated with confusion. “Like a werewolf?” I said with disbelief. “Not like a werewolf,” Noah replied, “but a werewolf.” I hopped to my feet and snarled, “Stop this right now. I don’t know what you’re up to, but this isn’t funny.”

They are Darkness and Light, the wolves my Papa and Crista are hosts of that make up the ying yang wolves in their mark. Seeing Melania and knowing that not only had she just been torturing my mate, but she contributed to the death of my other, all I saw was red. That fire was boiling in my stomach again as I shouted, barely noticing August at my side as I rushed to tackle her. Of course, I landed on the ground.

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 End The Millennium Wolf: Pleasure Of A Dark Alpha (Book 2 of The Millennium Wolf: King Of Alphas) Coming Up Next. Who is ready? All Rights Reserved ©️ Okeke-Eze Ifeoma Isabella (Omaisabella)

She wasn't under any illusions that the others would be so easy to dispatch. The remaining wolves were in animal form, snarling in a circle, protecting a single tent. Mila was sure that the girl and the wolf pup were within the tent, that the lone female alive was likely the girl's mother. A male sprang at the circling vampires, howling in agony as talons pierced its side, a second before fangs sank deep within its neck. Vampiric toxin was deadly to wolves. The male died instantly. "Leave them alone!" she screamed, running towards the tent, and launching herself in the air before she reached the vampires. She sailed over their line, landing in front of the two remaining adult wolves, spinnin