Odysseus Novel Werewolf Malia Novels & Stories

He slipped into unconsciousness at that thought and came to again to see trees over him. It felt like he was being dragged carefully on the forest floor. He turned to the side and locked eyes with a grey furred wolf, who looked sad. He went back into a deep sleep and when he came back to, the party had stopped beside a stream. His eyes were barely open, but he could hear the rush of water against stones and he could feel the mist in the air as it settled on his skin and warmed him, instead of bringing chills. His eyes finally pried open and he stared at the face of a beautiful woman, who gazed down at him in worry. She was worrying her lower lip and lifted her hands from his forehead. He had

The young maid spread out her hands just as Grimshaw’s men arrived. Shame, Mara thought her boys would have held out and would have given Grimshaw a run for his life. “Stop it,” Malia said, yelling at the old wolf, who simply slapped her aside before Mara could reach for her and see if she was alright; he grabbed her by the neck, staring into her eyes. Mara reminded herself to focus on charming him, but then he smiled.

He released his claws and stabbed Diego with them, twitching his hand as the claws immersed in Diego's body. I rushed to where they were but was forcefully thrown back by something, and I ended up on the floor. With a guttural growl, the Malia girl shapeshifted into a giant white werewolf, with furs glittering like the moonlight. She immediately attacked the idiot, biting off his arm and throwing it halfway across the room, staining the white walls with its blood as it flew across in the air. The idiot screamed and backed away from her, but she edged closer, and on opening her mouth, enveloped his head, detaching it from his body in a split second and throwing it to the floor as it squirted

Malia said weakly, but her voice, but I wasn’t letting this go. “Your girl, Malia,” Avan said, his tone mocking, “is what we call a defector wolf. Yes, she's currently a beta, but she was born an Omega. She didn't hear her wolf most of her life and only heard it when it told her I was her mate - so essentially, her wolf comes out when she's horny for me—” I didn’t let him finish. My fist connected with his jaw, silencing him. “Watch your mouth,” I warned, my voice low and venomous.

A single accusation could be dismissed as a lie, but hearing it from multiple dangerous sources made her inner wolf feel incredibly uneasy and unprotected. "Supreme Alpha Gerard, since your rogue men are so incredibly bold with their mouths, will your hand let my body call Jackson right now?" Malia challenges, thinking only her fiancé's alpha name could bring these thugs back down to reality. Gerard laughs loudly, waving his old claws. "Go ahead and try, girl. My wolf is in no rush tonight."

I was the Song. “He’s ours, Elara,” Sasha purred, her silver fur finally smoothing down as she basked in the warmth of Malachi’s wolf, Fenris. “Let the North have their dirt and their bone-thrones. We have the Sun in the middle of the Mountain.” We stayed there long after the salve had soaked into my skin, tangled together in the grey furs. For the first time since I crossed the Dead Boundary, the nightmares of Killian didn't come. There was only the sound of the thermal spring and the steady, unwavering rhythm of the man who had promised to be my shore.

Alpha Daedos’ narrowed his eyes while looking at Lexus, “What do you mean Lexus?” “I found out that Daffodil Marby was the missing Golden She-wolf after I felt that she was my mate. I tried to protect her from harm and let her return to her country, even if it means pain and heartache on my part. But she was not able to control herself, she returned here in the Cook Islands to find me and we found each other again,” Lexus looked at their Alpha with such look seeking for his understanding. He continued, “I decided to present her to you supposedly today. However, on our way going here, we were blocked and attacked by armed men, who happened to be werewolves from the Black Forest Pack. It seems

They are immediately surrounded by angry snarling wolves and they each give themselves knowing looks of fighting till the end. "Kill them all! Alpha Josh barked his orders at his men whilst he sneaked to the back like the frightened lamb he had always been. Isabella and his unborn child are the only things on his mind after he had been injected with wolfsbane on his shoulder by one of the Whitefang wolves. His legs automatically give way as he felt a burning sensation in his chest that made breathing terribly painful. He finally succumbs to the pain of his injuries with the guilt of leaving his Isabella on her own.

Alaric is a hybrid Alpha- A Lycan wolf, born from a Pack that rejected him for being different. It wasnt his fault that He was a wolf with mixed genetics from different subspecies of wolves ,yet his father had falsely accused his mother of infidelity, and when Alaric's wolf presented as a Lycan, he was cast out of the Pack immediately. He found solace among the local rogue wolves, who had chosen to reject Pack rules and live outside of the Pack’s conventions that mostly shunned anything different especially Lycans.

One of the five she-wolves who had participated in my humiliation at Daemon's rejection ceremony, the ones who'd laughed while he threw me out and mocked my appearance. One of the wolves Dante had marked as enemies of our family. She stepped forward slowly, her hands raised in a gesture of peace. "Luna Vera, I need to speak with you. It's urgent." Dante appeared beside me instantly, moving at the hybrid speed that made him seem to materialize from thin air. His eyes were already shifting from gold to red, the change happening so fast it was almost instantaneous. "You have three seconds to explain why you're here before I rip your throat out," he growled, his voice layered with the hybrid's i