Odysseus Novel Werewolf Malia Novels & Stories

Alora Right now everything hurts. I was having trouble deciding what was real and what was a nightmare or flashbacks. It had all gone south so fast. We had a good day. My wolf was finally happy at being able to be out and running around. It had been weird to be the wolf, but not the wolf. They had run around together and played. We were by the river just resting. He’d come over and licked her face, she hadn’t been worried about anything. Then he was on top of us and he was pushing into us. She squealed in surprise, but didn’t fight it. Me, that was another story.

“I know, my beloved mate. Come, let me carry you. I will take you to somewhere safe.” “Nowhere is safe here, Danshak. Look around you, look at the madness surrounding us. We are doomed!” “No, my love. We are not doomed. The Prime Alpha is still alive, so there is yet hope. Stay with me.” Erin wanted to believe his words so badly but the reality around them was so bleak and so hopeless. She managed to gingerly get up to a sitting position on her hind legs with his help, and as she lifted her head, she saw a sight that terrified her. The white werewolf on the hill was no longer howling, but instead, it was looking directly at the battleground with glowing eyes. Its sight was trained on the Pri

I knew the rogue would have to wait, but my pack needed me now more than ever. As Jaxon and I raced back to our pack's territory, my heart was racing with fear. What would we find when we arrived? Would we be able to save our pack in time? I sprinted down the dark and abandoned hallway, my heart racing in my chest. I had to find Jaxon before it was too late. The sound of his laboured breathing echoed through the hallway, guiding me toward him. I burst through the door at the end of the hall and found him on the ground, surrounded by three fierce-looking werewolves.

The Alpha yelled, standing in front of me. I couldn't move. Couldn't breathe. All eyes turned to me. The nobles stepped back, their faces twisted with disgust. "Seize her!" Another Alpha commanded. "How dare a mere omega interrupt—" "Stop." The command cut through the air like steel. The crowd parted. Lucas Stone stepped forward, his eyes finding mine. “My Lor…” I paused Our eyes met and I felt something. The mate bond hit me, and from his widened eyes, I knew he felt it too.

Clara kept talking to Ella on various topics, and they didn’t realize how time just seemed to fly; it was already midnight and the full moon was directly overhead. Suddenly, Ella could hear wolves howling from all around. Clara, on hearing the howling sound herself, hit the convulsion, and she started stripping off her clothes, growling and howling at the same time. Ella, who had little knowledge about the behavior of the werewolves, was so petrified that she just ran towards the corridor, looking for Mrs. Rolex. She wanted to inform her aunty about Clara’s sudden change in form. But she couldn’t spot her anywhere around. Her heart was pounding as she walked briskly, looking for her aunt. Sh

"Kalyssa, talk to me!" "I'm trying, but all you want to do is yell!" I set the grimoire on the counter so nothing would happen to it. He pinched the bridge of his nose to calm himself. Then he looked into my eyes, his lips forming a straight line. "Kalyssa, I understand that you want to know more about your people. But maybe he's not who he says he is." "Xander—" "Kalyssa, think about it!" He let out a long, calming breath. "He just shows up here and says he's an Arctic Wolf-Witch Hybrid! With everything that's going on with Balista right now, it just seems a bit too convenient for me."

to where the other Alphas and I were situated. My throat bobbed. Alpha Fionn gasped. Marcus was now in his human form again, and this time, Kal shifted into his magnificent wolf, his amber eyes gleaming with malice. Mara inside me growled in answer, recognizing our mate’s wolf. They ran toward each other and collided in the middle of the clearing, the sound of flesh tearing through flesh and the sight of blood leaking on the floor in the snowy clearing like liquid rubies unfolded before us. When the wolf and the man parted from each other, when the view of the fight became clearer, that’s when everything went wrong.

Alpha Matthew reassured her. “I never expected something as horrific as this to happen. What kind of creature would attack innocent children like this?!” Hannah kept ranting. Fortunately, a paramedic entered the room. “Good afternoon. Is Mali feeling any pain?” the paramedic asked Mali directly. Mali nodded. “The wound looks pretty deep with two holes. What kind of creature attacked you, sweetie?” The paramedic examined Mali’s leg bandage once again. “It was something with red eyes. They look like werewolves, but not like us,” Mali explained.

If they mention anything to Aiden, everything might change. After reaching a few meters away from the apartment, I set the luggage bag to the ground and enhance my werewolf senses and drag them back to Aiden and Malia's discussions. "Excuse me, do I know you?" Aiden curiously utters. "My name is Malia. And I am your fated mate." "Fated mate?" Aiden asks for clarification in disbelief. "Are you guys kidding me?" I lifted my head to the open and clear blue sky and heaved an abrupt sigh while digging into my brain, making assumptions about how Aiden might react to it. They all heard him that he has no time for that nonsense talk as clear as the sky above us.

Was the Wolves' reputation as a refuge for those seeking belonging truly just a façade? As the silence extended between them, Malia's jaw tightened. "It was the White Roses that did me in," she said, her voice firm yet soft. "My parents were power-hungry and ruthless. They treated me like a pawn and arranged a marriage for me when I was just sixteen. I hated the idea so much that I spat in that guy's face when he tried to come near me. To punish me for my defiance, they sold me to him instead. At sixteen, I was nothing but an object to those monsters."