Monster High Wolf Guy Novels & Stories

I cannot handle another complication. “And that is?” I ask, pinching the bridge of my nose. The pressure building in my head is making my teeth ache. “There was a man there who seemed … odd,” Monroe says. “He was mostly just speaking to rogue territory wolves who had been enforcers or guards in their former packs.” Axel shifts in his seat and flashes me a worried look. This cannot be good. Clearly, this guy is planning something. The question is, who is the target? “Who was this guy?” Axel asks. “Did you get an ID?”

I asked and the two whipped their heads up from their lunch to look at me with their mouths wide open. "A leader of a pack," Tommy answered. "What type of pack?" I pushed further. "Werewolves. A pack of werewolves," I nodded my head in understanding. "Are you guys one too? I mean I've learned Hunter is a werewolf and I need to know if my friends are one too so I can ask them questions after doing my research" "He told you," "You mean Hunter," they nodded. "No, my aunt only mentioned it. Are you guys one?"

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

I snarled again. The young wolf looked as though he may throw up. “I, I am Cobalt. I am from the Moon Eclipse pack. Please, please don’t hurt me.” I could tell he was young. Maybe sixteen if I had to guess. I shifted into my human form. He stayed still as he lay on his back on the ground. “Shift,” I command him. He looks down as his human form takes control. He was tall and kind of skinny. He looked worried as though I may kill him at any point. “Stand up,” I ordered trying not to scare him too much.

A few high-fived each other, and a few more took a swig from a flask. We watched each other curiously until the door swung open, and many men marched in, filling the space. They all stared at me, but no one approached. As everyone settled, the man in the cowboy hat who had transported me came to the podium, and the crowd hushed. His cowboy boots kicked my cage, trying to get a reaction out of me. “Gentlemen!” He bellowed over the crowd. “We have the white wolf!” The cheers and yells were deafening. “God is with us, giving us the power to eradicate the abominations that roam our world.”

When one of the wolves bit him on his already injured leg, letting out a yelp, he clenched his jaws tightly around the wolf's neck and ripped its head off. He was battered and covered in blood, yet he still fought like a raging bull. He was unstoppable. *** In a cabin on the other side of the woods, a man who looked like he was in his forties was seated in a rocking chair sipping a cup of tea. "Master! Master!! Master!!!" A hoarse voice called out. "How dare you disrupt my rest," a man responded languidly from the cabin. "My apologies, master!" The man responded, lowering his head in submission.

Sure enough he mirrored my movement as we both were wide eyed. "How did you come to know of us?" Melchior asked, which was a good question that could help finding out who was stupid enough to leak out our kind to some irrisponsible scientist. "That I can't tell as I would expose whoever shared such secret, but what I can say is that whoever told me also explained that the high alpha has a tattoo on his chest of a wolf. I need you to lift up your shirt to make sure that I am talking to the right person."

" The girl said. "But he will not be alive for much time... They are the most dangerous wolf pack. Alpha Marcus Black is the most feral of all the werewolves of the time. He is in his territory you guys messed up with the wrong ones this time!!! He will eat him raw if he doesn't give those papers back. You both are screwed." The man said in a saddened tone. The girl moved at her speed and grabbed the man by his collar.

Reluctantly I put my hand on Clayton’s shoulder to get his attention. Clayton turned around to meet my eyes. For those who hadn’t seen him angry before I had to admit it was a terrible sight. His rage filled eyes were a dark blood red colour. His inch and a half long fangs, that usually weren’t there, had grown in response to the emotionally charged situation. When he noticed it was me his eyes softened slightly. Alpha Clayton had both werewolf and vampire blood so his inner beast was a hybrid. So when he got pissed enough his wolf/ vampire would surface. As a result Alpha Clayton’s wolf Xavier was a bit different than most wolves. He was much more cruel.

The other Lotus member returned, knelt down and wiped at her cuts hurriedly and efficiently, revealing even more cuts she hadn't thought would be there. "Hey, you two should see this. Haven't seen the boss this dangerous in a long time," the one standing interrupted with a grin. Victor was in his wolf form, steps sure and steady as he made it to the center in one powerful leap. It made the others pause to face him, those of his pack moving in line with him and the enemy at the ready across; even the mafia sides had ceased their firing. Releasing a brief bark, the Lotus took a step back while he stepped forward. He would take them on alone.