Mommy Wolf Novels & Stories

Wells skimmed through my expression and continued to explain the norms of this world. "Werewolves possessed enhanced senses. In the human perspective, only five senses are known, but not werewolves. Our kind is blessed by the Moon Goddess; a sixth sense to communicate with the mind and another with your wolf," I thought that was his brief explanation, not until he trailed further which I absolutely do not dislike. "—In this place, there is also a hierarchy to be followed. The Alpha, the beta, the subordinates, and the weakest, the omegas,"

I asked him, smirking. “Thats how I want everyone who has ever bullied me to feel. I want them to look upon my beautiful white wolf and tremble in fear.” I told him, recalling how Jarvis had white furs when I looked at my paws. I knew mom and Ariana has grey wolves. It’ll be amazing when they find out that mine is pure and absolutely stunning. I have a rare wolf, it’s called the wolf of the moon goddess, and she is so beautiful.

As expected, a couple of wolves jump out of hiding and begin circling us, their intent clear as they growl. I could easily take them all if I was on my own but now I had a mate standing behind me trembling in fear. I contemplated turning to my wolf and finishing these rogues off but I can't risk her safety so I quickly connect to the mind link trying to reach my beta and pack while making sure she was still safe behind me.

Mom said, and my brows knotted, confusion playing in my head. "A wolf? Adrian is a wolf?" I asked, still not understanding this. "Yes. A WERE... wolf," Mom spelled out, as if there was something divine for someone to turn into an animal. A wolf. "No, it can't be true," beads of sweat formed on my forehead. They can't be saying this as the truth and they're all calm as if that was a normal occurrence. As if it were perfectly fine for someone to turn into a beast. An animal.

I must believe him and throw away any fantasy that he cares for me. At some point, I turn on my phone briefly to text dad. Typing the texts makes me recall what he said to me this morning. After hitting send, I launch the internet to do a little search on the Moonbird Pack. The one good thing I learn about my mom's birth pack is that the only white wolf the region has ever seen in hundreds of years came from there. Of course, she corrupted her powers and purpose, using it for evil sorcery and unlawful conquests.

And that was certainly the case for me. Before I turned 13, my mom had died from a rare illness. It was an illness that was extremely rare in wolves. Unfortunately, my mom’s wolf spent so much time trying to heal my mom that her wolf died from exhaustion just prior to my mom’s death. It was so heartbreaking to see it happen. I didn’t even know that a wolf could die like that. To see my mom so devastated that her wolf died made everything so much worse.

}} I looked at Luna Jewel and she nodded { it is, come on Moli, let’s change and come back, it’d be faster that way } my mom nodded and they both walked off and after a few minutes my mom’s wolf emerged from the trees, it’s been so long since I’d seen her wolf, she’s a beautiful auburn color with brown eyes and just behind her an even bigger and majestic looking silver wolf stepped out and I knew right then that I stood in the presence of a Mystic Wolf and the feeling that came over me made my bow my head as did the others including my mother. Jewels wolf whined as though to say get up and she rubbed her snout on my mother’s head and looked over to the tree, they both walked over and sniffed

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

Mirielle opened the door and flirted with Ronan to make him fall under her charms. "I know my family is the most complicated in the world. It started with my mother, Marion, who turned out to be an immortal wolf but didn't know her true identity until she met my father, William Reynz. Let's not forget Max, and I's equally strange history. We weren't even born yet when everyone set us up. Max had to lead the pack, and I protected all the wolves. Don't you think this is a big deal?" ranted Mirielle, who was already angry.

We had all stood when the wolves came in not long ago. "Okay, if you say so, I will continue. No need to pay Ammon any attention whatsoever. Remember, he is a Werewolf and you know Lady Gia, our mother will be mad at you even from her grave if, she learns you are admiring an alpha wolf and the same time, fantasising about the unimaginable," I eased a jeering smile at her.