Novels About Wolves Novels & Stories

“What do you mean? I didn't know you were searching about that?” I sighed, rubbing my temples. “It just happened. My wolf told me a story and I just have to find out. I found a book about them—the Silver Wolves. They were worshipped, Zara. Practically gods among wolves. They protected others, healed the sick, and stopped wars before they could begin. But then… something changed. They went from being revered to being hunted. I don't know how to why. The records are incomplete,”

“You did nothing wrong.” Her pulse refused to slow. The Northern Wolves. The book. She had taken it without understanding why, back when escape had been all instinct and terror. Taken it from Lucian’s study, heart racing as if it already knew it mattered. It told a history Wildbourne never taught. Wolves as balance. Hunters as something broken long ago. Some nights she believed it completely. Other nights, she feared it was dangerous just to read. It had become Ever’s favourite story. Now she knelt in the sandpit, holding Ever close, eyes darting as the ground beneath them seemed to hum.

Their gazes lock, “It means that fire wolves are the most dangerous werewolf created, and that’s why they must remain pure.” She cracks up. “This sounds so much like a fairytale, and I’m not surprised. It’s the kindergarten book along with that one as well.” “Hey! Do not make jokes, Jac, these are the only books so far that graze over who you are. There are over a thousand books written about werewolves lore and none is written about fire wolves except these two and it was very hard finding them.” he frowned at her. “I’m sorry then for making fun of them and disregarding your effort.”

“I do. How do we hide packs from humans? I mean, such a big city can’t be so hidden that even hikers don’t find it.” “Did you skip wolf history growing up? Or do stray wolves not get early education?” he asked. I nodded. I didn’t skip history in school—but I definitely didn’t know what he meant by wolf history. “Oh wow….” “Are you going to tell me or what?” I asked, trying to catch up with him. The forest was creepy, and the sounds of insects gave my skin a crawling feeling. “How do I explain it to a dummy like you?” “Maybe just explain?”

“You could end it, you know. Pick a winner. Let them live.” I snort. If only it were that easy. “Find me one who can last past the third sunrise, and maybe I’ll consider it.” Her presence flickers in front of me, like a whisp of smoke. “You’ve gone soft. I can smell it on you.” “Must be your imagination. The only thing soft here is the ground after the corpses hit it.” She chuckles and fades, leaving the back of my skull blessedly empty. I straighten, scanning the new arrivals. A witch crying into her hands. Two wolves are already posturing for dominance. A human, brave or stupid, probably both, trying to look like she belongs. Typical.

Certainly in werewolf communities. A wolf was a proud and territorial animal. That’s why between Alpha’s who weren’t from the same summit, there were always testosterone driven stand-offs. I remember when Pernwél told me about her first encounter with Alpha Zane at Green Valley, the same way I recalled Beta Nico. Normally ranked wolves gave me shudders, after what happened at my old pack. How things can change, I thought. Now, I, myself was mated to one, becoming Beta of Grey Moon. “All that is necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.” Jake burst through my thoughts carrying wise words on his tongue.

But just before the dreaded impact, Alpha Knight swooped in to intervene. Something in my chest warmed at the sight of his majestic black wolf, larger than any of the wolves I saw here. I bit my lip when Alpha Knight continued to cover everything from the attackers' rampage to the defense of his people. The onslaught continued relentlessly. On top of that, the vicinity is barely illuminated now that chaos ensues. Rummaging against the crowd of wolves who were part of the Western Kingdom, a bunch of morbid corpses stared at me back. It took a lot of courage to bite down on my lip and prevent myself from puking. I still wasn't used to the horrors of battle.

He said walking through the vast site. The leader of the clan, walked to the last shelf and picked up a big black and gold book. On the cover was a huge dragon, written, legendary creatures, extinct and extant. Cassius handed it to the girls and said:" Good luck. Now the work is with the young." He laughed. Nayssa and Kyria looked at each other and smiled, they sat down on the large wooden table and sat down in the padded chairs. The book was really huge, with a thickness of 20cm. Nayssa began to flip through the pages. There were several creatures in that world besides wolves. And the similarity between them was the hatred for the werewolves who took their mother away from them.

Irritated, I pulled it away from him and closer to myself. "Sorry. I couldn't help myself. I'm always so interested in myths and legends. The stories are so amazing. I'd just never seen that one before, the one you were looking at. About wolves that are cursed to remain as humans. That's like... A twisted version of the werewolf story." He kept rambling on, telling the story of creation and how all 'supernatural' beings were created. I didn't know how this pertained to me because I was a wolf and nothing else but I was drawn to Motty's story and when he was done, looking up at me like he expected me to have a question of some kind, I realized that this must be it. This must be the informant

Yes, Korotkov felt no better, but he no longer pushed Pasha away from him. Now only the Dryad and Kisa have returned. Only I would never have thought that the search in their forest could take so long. After all, their forest was audible rocks ... The girls did not go into the details of their journey, but apparently they also had "uninvited" guests, like we have in the north. Why then white wolves attacked a flock of snow leopards is still not clear. And where these wolves came from is also not known. Maybe Marun already knew something, but I don't talk to him, and Pasha didn't mention anything about it.