Mystic Wolves Novels & Stories

It was then that we came out from behind the trees , shifted to our wolf form and started guarding them . The reason behind us being shocked is that at this moment of time only four mystic wolves are alive . the reason behind it is their power , they are hunted and kept as prisoners by power hungry people , due to which the information about them is only made available to the higher ups. And following this piece of information, there's going to be a lot of questioning once the two of them wake up. TBC

The unique distinction between the Mystic Moon Pack and many of the other packs are we still followed many of the old ways and instead of separating into smaller easier to attack packs we mixed allowing for a more united front that also meant that our pack was known throughout the wolf nation as one of the largest and most powerful packs that existed. This meant there were white wolves known as the priestess wolves who were known for healing, wisdom, and calming effect. One red wolf family because of their powerful almost bewitching powers. They were limited to one family that had been trusted into the pack long ago because with their bewitching powers they could be considered too powerful i

Her voice was quiet, but heavy. “The wolves of the Eclipse.” Luka frowned. “What about them?” She lifted her gaze, and for the first time since waking, she looked truly, deeply unnerved. “According to this,” she murmured, “they weren’t just wolves.” She slowly turned the book around, revealing an aged illustration. Two wolves stood beneath an eclipsed moon—one black, one white. Tangled together. Bound. She took a slow breath. “They were more than mates.” Theoden’s jaw clenched.

“They burned the homes. Slaughtered those who resisted. The few survivors fled into the woods, starving, hunted, desperate. Among them were children, elders, healers… people who had no place left to go.” “Did they survive?” Samantha asked. “They would have died,” Mira said. “If not for a wolf.” Samantha blinked. “A wolf?” “She came from the east,” Mira said. “From a pack called Dawncrest. A pack that followed the old ways honoring the balance of moon and earth. The Dawncrest wolves were rare. Powerful. And their Alpha… Her name is Malia.” The name shivered through Samantha like a forgotten song.

Adam gasps. “We need to learn more!” Noah says. “I remember some lore,” I admit. “The Mystic Shadow Pack has two wolves that are often born in succession. A Shadow Wolf who has great abilities, but if corrupted can be vile and will not be afraid to turn on his own people and a Mystic Wolf, born in the following generation who will often have multiple strong mates and abilities that can bring peace to even the most shattered souls and packs. They are old myths and there are some contradicting details.”

She let herself down and allowed the spirit to go into her. She groaned as she changed Into a huge wolf, the size of a lion. It was strange, for a newly formed wolf to be as big as she was. Something was behind it and the answer wasn't far-fetched. She was a mixed breed... Daughter of a werewolf and a witch. She's a were a witch. A rare breed, born once in a century.

His clan was feared and respected for a good reason. He was already too late for the start of the ceremony where the male wolves got a chance to look at all the participating, she-wolves. Noah did not mind missing it because he was not interested in the she-wolves and the male wolves just annoyed him. They were a bunch of raging hormones ready to explode. It seemed like they couldn’t keep their wolves in check so all that came out of their mouths was talk about fucking their mate. He had been lucky with his wolf Achak. Achak meant spirit in Native American and he had always been a calm beacon for Noah. Since the day he transformed Achak had been something he could rely on. His thoughts got i

The mystic shadow pack were having an important ceremony so they could relax for a while. Everywhere in the free lands were defenseless except for the underground dungeon.the group encountered two rogues guiding the entrance in their wolf form. One of them sniffed the air and suddenly his head snapped towards the group. The rogue bared his teeth and dashed towards them. Liam, the youngest among the werewolves, jumped out from behind a tree and attacked the rogue. He pounced on the rogue, pinning him to the ground before biting him on the neck and the rogue laid lifelessly on the ground.

Noticed my size. Mother swore up and down that we didn't come from an Alpha line. That we were common folk who had moved from Ireland because our father became depressed about the climate. Mine and Isaac's wolves said a whole other story. We were massive, even for the larger ones of the pack. Our sizes rivaled any Alpha's

Some of them even totally lost their human side and became nothing more than rabid wolves and what soon followed was a a fierce war. There was always war between the mystical creatures and the were wolves themselves were not exempted from the fight. They mated with their destined partners and increased in number at an alarming rate so much that it was more than enough to strike fear in to the hearts of other mystical creatures that walked the surface of the earth. It was clear that out of the mystical creatures, none of them possessed the empathy or leadership for their race and they all did as they pleases. and as sons went by, more and more of the races of the mystical creatures were getti