Ninjago Wolves Novels & Stories

The black wolf could only watch, unable to risk attacking his companion. The more I fought, the more energy and strength that surged through me. I was getting stronger by the second. But the silver wolf still managed to overpower me, clutching my throat. “Save me,” I choked out, my voice, a perfect imitation of her voice. He hesistated, his eyes darting between the both of us, a silent battle raging within his mind. Then, he pounced at the silver wolf on top of me, his teeth sinking deep into her throat, blood gushing out. Her eyes widened, instinctively clutching her throat, before she fell lifeless to the ground. Then, the dead wolf shifted, revealing the familar face and figure of woman,

James would rather lock a wolf up than let them choose to become an outcast. "I will do whatever you ask. I have a master's degree in art restoration, I don't know if that's practical for a wolf pack but it counts for something, right? I can also run really, really fast. I'm learning how to fight too, I'm pretty terrible, but I'm trying. Please I promise I will do whatever I can to be the best addition. I can't stay here, it's too dangerous for me. Please." Clara looked at him with pleading eyes. He thought about when he first spotted her this evening. She didn't look like she belonged.

"How did you feel? The first time your wolf recognized me. In the basketball court that night." Noah was quiet for a moment, his eyes on the road. "Terrified," he said finally. "My wolf was screaming in two different directions at once. Half of me wanted to eliminate the threat. The other half wanted to put myself between you and everything else in the world." He glanced at her. "It was deeply confusing." "It was confusing on my end too. I wanted to be furious at you for scaring me, but I also couldn't make myself walk away."

Nyx watches as Lorenzo shifts into his wolf form beside her. His body is powerful—muscles tense under his thick coat, eyes gleaming with an intensity that promises no mercy. The wild wolves circle them, their growls low and menacing, red eyes glowing with rage. In the middle of them all, Jacob stands with a mocking smile, daring them to make a move.

"You're still young and inexperienced. What makes you think you could take me alone, much less along with Damian? I think you're getting ahead of yourself, and it'll be my pleasure to put fools like you in your place." The tension between the two wolves simmered, the air thickening with the promise of impending confrontation. Grinjo, with a determined glint in his glowing red eyes, began the transformative process into his own wolf form. A massive ash wolf emerged, its red eyes gleaming in the moonlight. While as large as Jake, Grinjo lacked the same intimidating presence.

The whole group seemed to stop. "Griff? What's going on?" Lilly whispered but I shook my head as I looked over at my Dad. The air was thick with the scent of blood and rogues. {Rogues are packless wolves that were kicked out due to some crime. They are usually violent and bloodthirsty} I linked our pack. {Did you smell that? Where's it coming from?} I asked as we circled up together. {The west. Is it an attack?} Nik replied

I say steadily, “Listen to me carefully, there is another set of wolves we forgot to mention. Do either of you have a weapon on you?” “I’ve got my Beretta.” Canary said. “I’ve got my Beretta and I have a switch blade.” Sin said. Thank the Goddess for small miracles. “Give me the switch blade.” I say quietly. Sin passes it to me, “What’s going on?” “Rogues. Basically, they are thugs.” I said. Aiden looks at me, “I smell two.” “Then this should be easy.” I smirked. “Canary, Sin, stay close. Fighting wolves is different than fighting humans.”

He didn’t need to. His dominance rolled outward like thunder. Wolves dropped mid-stride, forced to their knees by sheer Alpha command. Others faltered long enough for Montenegro warriors to cut them down. I watched him for a second too long. Jax pulled me back just as a rogue lunged from the side. He shifted mid-air, catching the attacker in wolf form before they hit the ground. The sound of bone snapping was sharp and final. My breath hitched. There was no softness in this.

"Why is it that you have the same aura as him?" "Who's Nigga?" Ace suddenly came out of nowhere and hit me on the head. "It's Nagga, you dimwit." "Ow! You don't have to hit me, bastard!" "Nagga was once the king of Gija's animal spirit." The queen said. "He was a golden brown wolf just like this one. Only bigger and powerful. A rightful partner for a king. His massive jaw can cut an enemy in half. It's speed matches a werewolf and a vampire. Some say Nagga is faster."

They whimper and whine when they see the wolves. “GET THEM TO SAFETY!” Maddie yells as she sprints towards the advancing rogues. I don’t even think, I reach down and pick up two of the littles in my arms. Jenna, Rocco, Dan and a few others do the same, just as the other warriors and Maddie shift into their wolves to attack and defend. We all run over to Rocco’s truck with the injured. There are too many for the cab, so I place them in the bed of the pickup just as a rogue wolf who made it through the warriors, launches himself at the people in back.