Monster Prom Wolf Novels & Stories

Natalia didn’t waste any time. “I need a Hillmand wolf cub” “Pardon?” both men said at the same time. The Hillmand wolf was a popular breed of wolf that was most abundant in the forest of damnation. They were bright orange in color with three black stripes that traveled from the middle of their head to their tail. Their eyes were bright red like rubies and they were often extracted and preserved like precious stones. However, it wasn’t exactly easy to catch a Hillmand wolf. They were swift and dangerous. A single injury from the wolf was dangerous because they carried a lot of parasites and they were immune to poison and a degree of magic.

It would give them a chance to interfere in pack matters. Just as these thoughts crossed my mind, making my heart feel constricted under the pressure, the blank screen finally connected the call and the face of an unknown man appeared on the screen. Alpha Krimson had long black hair that touched his shoulders. It reminded me of Darcia in his late teens. But somehow, this man managed to make it look intimidating and professional at the same time. However, the most noticeable feature about the man who seemed to be built like a tank, were his bright red eyes. A definitive sign of a rogue wolf.

I say, leaning back in my chair. The Dominican Ice Wolves were unlike any other creatures. Their wolves were enormous—six times stronger than even our royal werewolves. Their human forms were so alluring and seductive that they could captivate anyone who laid eyes on them. Their speed was unmatched. Their senses; sight, hearing, smell, touch, taste, and reasoning, were three times sharper than those of normal werewolves. People believe they are deadly because once they get angry or provoked, destruction lingers in the air.

the announcer beckons, as the two wolves with plaque one meet each other at the center. “Barther Greymarch,” he states, with a smug look on his face “Alpha.” His aura burns with confidence. He doesn't know exactly how this match will play out, but he knows he'll win in the end. “Rodmon Graver,” his opponent says, voice trembling despite his best attempt at composure. “Beta.” The outcome is clear. Rodmon has two options: forfeit and disappoint the elders or fight and risk injury. You see, injury is the worst part of this trial. Seems like a silly thing to worry about when you're a werewolf, but they are right to worry.

As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.

She rolled her eyes. I didn't have a coffee maker. "Huh," I sat back down, chomping on the pastry. This woman was a werewolf, and I'm more worried about why my house didn't have an espresso machine. "I'm Christine," I muttered. Pamela then began to pour out her life story. Literally, her mouth vomited everything about her. Her dad Sigma wolf, meaning he was like an Alpha wolf that could rule a pack, but as the ability to be alone. He took the loner type and ended up stalking his mother, who was also human, and grabbed her and rushed her away to his cabin.

Wolf nodded heavily, "Boss, I know, I'll speed up for sure, I won't hold up your big plans. Member Ms. Lamb has already been tamed, she's full of killing intent now, and the second sacrifice is almost ready." "Very good, but..." That guy was also wearing a mask, but it wasn't an animal, it was a Thor mask. He turned around, eyes fixed on him: "Wolf, sometimes you can play smart, but don't overdo it, or you won't even know how you died in the end." When Wolf heard that, he got chills all over. The adult's words were intimidating without even trying, and his body started shaking on its own. "Are you scared?"

I smiled menacingly, though she didn't appear intimidated. "Thank you Beta Mun. May I ask you a favor?" She bit her bottom lip as she waited for me to answer. I smiled warmly. "Anything my dear." I could never resist a beautiful woman asking for a favor. "Please don't tell anyone about... my issues... with my wolf. It's kind of a secret. It's why I'm living in the packhouse." She looked down at the floor. Was she ashamed to have problems with her wolf? Should I confide that my wolf has tried to kill me more than once? No, I decided, no need to frighten her.

Elder Zimmer continues “ When the child is born she will glow. She will be stronger, faster than any human or wolf. She can see and hear better as well.” “ It is said that she will gain the rest of her powers after she gains her wolf. After her twentieth birthday.” Elder Trenton said. “ And if it is me how do I get my wolf?” Lexi asked. I’m wondering the same thing. Most get theirs when they are around fifteen. So earlier, some later. But that is normal. For Lexi to not have hers is odd but nothing about her fits what is normal in our world.

He was terrified. Suddenly, the bushes at the edge of the clearing rustled violently, and Alpha Rollins burst through, his massive wolf form emerging from the shadows. His fur was a dark, almost black, shade of brown that blended with his eyes color. His eyes, glowing a fierce amber, were locked onto the rogues, blazing with fury. Rollins was enormous, even for a wolf—his powerful muscles rippling under his fur, his sharp teeth bared in a vicious snarl.