Monster Wolves Novels & Stories

But then again, maybe they are and stay hidden like my kind. I'm an unranked member of the Moonless Night Pack. Unranked because I was born female and in our pack not all females have wolves. All males have wolves, they normally announce themselves between age 15 and age 18. Females may find their wolf on their 18th birthday or when their mate marks them. But not all females have a wolf to find. I stopped swimming after my 50th lap and floated, simply enjoying the chill of the water and the peace of the lake. I floated for a few minutes, knowing I should head for the shore but just enjoying the calm morning as the world woke up.

It was common knowledge that Black Moon had the largest pack and territory in America with over 300 wolves. They were immeasurably impressive with a highly respected reputation. "As I said, I'll think about it." I repeated, standing up to throw my empty box in the trash can. Lucy grinned back at me one more time making me shake my head in amusement, my eyes rolling at her reply once again. "Fine, I'll take it as a yes until you confirm."

My Omega energy flared again, creating an invisible barrier that slowed his approach just enough for me to gain distance. The snow around us became a battlefield, punctuated by shouts, the crunch of boots, and the hiss of energy. I could sense the fear and determination of every pack member, the desperate coordination of Wolves defending their own. The intruder’s plan was intricate, but he had underestimated my growing control, my ability to merge instinct with power.

It had been my intent to push Kaziel to the edge because I craved his touch too badly to admit it. Still, I wasn't prepared for how overwhelming it was. For some reason, I'm feeling bold tonight. Probably because of the sips of alcohol I'd taken earlier. "Tell me more about werewolves," I tell him, and he hums. "Well...normal werewolves shift when they want to. However, the urge is stronger under the full moon. Werewolves are vulnerable to silver. Vampires are their natural enemies," he begins. I can't help but notice the way he says "normal werewolves" and "their natural enemies."

Under the radiant glow of the full moon, Silver Moon Pack members gathered in the heart of their territory, eagerly anticipating the arrival of the Moon Goddess. Alpha Jake, Luna Mara, and the rest of the werewolves stood in a circle, their eyes fixed on the heavens. As the minutes passed, a palpable sense of reverence filled the air.

I had to tell Cole. Cole was our Alpha and he would know exactly what to do with this information. What my brother and the other wolves dont know is that our pack has been under attck by witches using black magic. Dead wolves have been found around the territory with their hearts ripped out and turned to sludge. Weird symbols were carved into their bodies.

Cyrus continued, unaware that the princess had ever zoned out, " I always thought they were a myth, and if I didn't chance upon some who survived an encounter with one, I'd have carried on through life never being any the wiser." "I'm sorry, what was that?" Alina asked as her heart stuttered and began beating harder, hope springing to life again. Cyrus looked at her quizzically from across the table, "I was sayin', I met these two wolves in a human town, just shy of your daddy's home, who told me to be careful of the caves around those parts. Their Alpha took on an Olitiau that wiped out their pack and an entire Vampire clutch, killing it but sustaining grievous wounds in the process. He's h

**Elizabeth's POV** * I looked over at Austin and I met his sights just enough that I felt burned by fire. He was looking at me with a very unfriendly and hostile look in his eyes. Apparently the reason he had stopped the conversation was not to help me, but because he did not want to hear anyone talking about rogue. "Go on!Keep teaching your fucking course!" Austin yelled at the teacher. The teacher shivered with fear. Austin was scarier than Brandon in his eyes. "... The biggest pack in Timber Wolf is currently the black river pack." "In addition to Timber Wolf, there are five other kinds of werewolves. They are Poison Wolf,Giant Wolf,Winged Wolf,Dwarf Wolf,and Fire Wolf."

He grabbed at me through the bars, but I quickly jumped out of the way. I raised my hands and yelled, pushing the air, and he went sailing backward, hitting the wall again. He burst out laughing as he got to his feet. "You just proved my point." "And what point is that?" I was interested, despite myself. "The Skyefrost Pack was a pack of wolf witches." He shrugged. "We were lucky enough to catch the whole pack in their tents, and we took them down." "You unimaginable b*stard."

I ask her next, maybe that got something to do with me dying. "White wolves don't exist," Moira dismiss me again. "The alpha said they do," I answer her, he said one of us is white, and since the other two remember their wolves and dream of them, they knew for sure they aren't the white one. "Maybe they do but they are extremely rare," Moira says, they are rare cause they die, I know that, I'm pretty sure of that now. "Hey, Moira, little guy," alpha Rowan says joining us in the room, he shared a look with my sister and then a silent conversation went between them two, it's the way their eyes shifted and moved as they glared at each other.