Millennium Wolves Series Novels & Stories

His eyes met mine one last time before he took a deep breath and shifted. His bones cracked and within seconds, his wolf form stood in front of me. It was sleek, dark gray, and looked strong but it was smaller than Kaden’s massive brown wolf. Kaden’s wolf let out a deep growl, showing his sharp teeth before lunging again. Kellan’s wolf tried to dodge, but Kaden tackled him hard to the ground. They rolled over each other, teeth snapping, claws ripping into flesh. Kellan’s wolf managed to bite down on Kaden’s shoulder, but Kaden shook him off like he weighed nothing.

Just like hers—though I didn’t know who she was. Downstairs, the training yard was already alive with movement. Warriors sharpening blades, brushing pelts, preparing to impress the elders under tonight’s blood moon. I passed them quietly, head high, shoulders straight. But the whispers never stopped. Whispers from parents to children. From the young wolves to the old ones. “Do you know that the Beta was found in the snow? Like a cursed thing.” “Alpha Blaine just took her in to save face.” “How could she even become the Beta?”

Legendary Wolves Series. Book One: Convergent. POV. Isabella Di'Giotanno. I always thought I was different. I was certain that I was. Most of us change for the first time around age ten. But that was not my case. So, although no one made me feel strange, I felt like the weirdo. I think my last name kept everyone from rejecting me. Unlike what happens in most packs of the world, in this one, my mother is the beta. This pack is from our Luna, but she transferred it to the Alpha when she had her first pup: Eric.

Killian says, with an abundance of confidence. For the rest of the morning and a good part of the afternoon, we hatch a plan. One that puts us in a win-win situation. And one that allows me to rip apart the Beta of Crimson Moon. We were playing a dangerous game, playing both sides of the field. It wasn’t all about the green. Mostly it was, but it was also about fucking over the big packs and finding out what the hell was going on and why the same wolf from the Embers pack was now serving as Beta for an equally despicable pack.

Wayne muttered and Olive whipped her head at him, scowling deeply. “Don't even think using words like that on me will get me to stop being angry,” she blurted but Wayne laughed and winked. “This is a masterpiece. It contains every myth and legend regarding the firewolf, what is true and not true,” Mufasa spoke out as he began glancing through the pages. “Apparently, they're rare and only happen in millenniums. According to Milicent who almost turned us all to book shelves of course,” Crusoe stated.

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.

' I dispel the pressure from his anger and penetrate deeper into his consciousness. Images of Luca’s own transformation from midnight flickers through his brain like a movie. I see how he and the two other wolves run through the woods. I feel his playful joy as they race around and play. I see how they stop, sniffing at an animal trail and put in a unanimous howl. When a strange wolf’s howl answers them, the three wolves set off at high speed towards the source, a gray wolf, much larger than a real wolf, but with the same features.

The wolf stood beside it, watching its reflection on its clear waters, and was thankful to the moon shining above them because if it weren't for it, Camila wouldn't have seen what her wolf looked like. She was big. Bigger than Alpha Killan's, and she was amazed at the number of questions rushing through her mind. She was completely black, except for her ears, which were pure white, and her eyes, which glowed red. She read books when she was young. She had heard tales, and she had heard the elders of the pack talking about them. They were rare, pure black wolves with pure whitish ears and glowing red eyes. They hadn't had one in about a hundred years, so she was the first one. She didn't know

Bile rises in my throat, and I race to the bathroom, releasing the stale bread and old meat I had for breakfast this morning into my lopsided toilet. Pain ripples through me with each dry heave. I’m empty. Nothing left to come up, but the convulsions don’t stop for a few seconds more. Tears burn in my eyes as I cling helplessly to the bathroom wall, digging my nails into the cheap linoleum tiles. “It’s okay, Kay. Let me take over. Just rest and let go.” I can’t. I want to, but letting Milla take over would only worsen matters. When I shift… it draws attention. The other wolves of River Crest are light brown, honey, or reddish in color. They are of average size and build. But Milla?

"My claws will track down a low-blood rogue warrior to snare his body, then my tongue will scatter scandalous mating news about their forbidden physical relationship across all the border guard channels. When that bloody shame explodes into the open, your father’s beast will be incredibly glad his line still carries your loyal name inside the den. Trust my malice, darling pup. It won’t be many mooncycles before my plotting secures your grand warrior return to the Sterling Wolf Manor gates!" Having read the stolen parchment text to the very last letter, my silver eyes narrow into tiny, freezing slits as my gaze stares coldly into the dark valley distance. Just when my inner wolf thought my co