Okami Wolves Novels & Stories

A dense ring of werewolves tightened around the two wolves in the center. Both brown, powerful, they are frozen on opposite sides of the circle. Bending down, ready for the next jump, not taking their eyes off each other, they waited. The fact that there had already been clashes was indicated by the crimson fur on their skin. Each left a mark on his opponent. The snowy glade was covered with dark spots - bloody footprints. The werewolf with the yellow stripe on his skin was alert. His eye contact with the enemy was broken, and his gaze darted among the werewolves in search.

Rex got a clear view of the Alpha going after the Omega and stopped cold realizing the wolf he saw was a mirror image of Rex. “What foolery is this?” Makai exclaimed. “It’s a glamor. There’s not too many wolves that posess that ability. I can only think of one.” Rex growled and took off again. “Damn it! Rex, you’re an idiot!” He said, going after him again.

But before she could act further, a deep, menacing growl rumbled through the air, vibrating like a thunderous warning. The wolf she had hurled had regained its footing swiftly, and it wasn’t alone. Two more wolves emerged by its side, their eyes glinting with predatory intent. They recognized Amani—the Alpha who had invaded their territory, the formidable leader fiercely defending the two vulnerable omegas. To them, her dedication to these omegas presented a glaring opportunity, a vulnerability they were eager to exploit.

There was a blinding light that caused all watching the change to either close their eyes or look away. When the light was dimmed and everyone was able to focus their vision back on Keyne and Felan they noticed that the light was coming from the pair. Felan’s wolf, Kimiko was a beautiful light grey that had a silver glow to it. Keyne’s wolf, Havoc, Was wheat and shined gold. The whole pack was in awe. Each one kneeled or bowed their head. Both out of respect and knowing. Nezerra was completely speechless as the two wolves approached him and Mack.

He replied. "Oh, please. Shift because I'm going all in this time around." Kamila rolled her eyes. "Define all in" Aaron grinned getting into stance without shifting. "Okay, suit yourself." She said as her eyes began to glow and her brunette hair were glowing brightly with a hint of red. Aaron ran towards her but did not even get close when a gush of wind from Kami swept him off his feet and he landed in his back with a thud. Aaron got up glaring at Kami who was smiling at him mockingly. With a growl, he began to shift and stood before her in his wolf. His fur were sandy colored and he was big but not as bg as Dylan and Ryan but definitely bigger than every other wolfs in the pack.

Natalia didn’t waste any time. “I need a Hillmand wolf cub” “Pardon?” both men said at the same time. The Hillmand wolf was a popular breed of wolf that was most abundant in the forest of damnation. They were bright orange in color with three black stripes that traveled from the middle of their head to their tail. Their eyes were bright red like rubies and they were often extracted and preserved like precious stones. However, it wasn’t exactly easy to catch a Hillmand wolf. They were swift and dangerous. A single injury from the wolf was dangerous because they carried a lot of parasites and they were immune to poison and a degree of magic.

I wondered why she invited me to join their clan. I just felt the hold of Mrs. Marcus in my hand. Suddenly brown and white wolves rushed from behind us to attack them. That's when the blacks started to rush too. It was as if we were in the middle of a battle but no one was moving us, not just them. When I faced the direction of Belle, I was shocked that the man in the fedora hat was in front of me and there I finally saw his pale face, his right eye is white; his curly hair under the fedora hat and especially the bangs that touch his forehead. I immediately backed away and a white wolf came in front of me to protect against him. He looked at Reginald who is now formed as a wolf, even though

"Nothing you don't want to happen." He leaned up and looked into her eyes and saw a small twinkle. Before he could do anything else, she climbed out from under him and kept walking. He shook his head and followed and out of the jungle, stood a large house. It was three floors with porches wrapped on each one. Solid white with swings in the front and a few dogs laying near the door. She walked up and they barked and wagged when they saw her. When they saw him, all three wolves growled in his direction. They took a few steps forward and she whistled and they returned to laying down. She waved for him to come on and they walked inside. Inside, it looked like an English estate. She walked in and

Jeremy Jensen, better known to the werewolves as Arfak, was a scrawny man with a big mouth and a bad attitude. Despite his small size and unimpressive appearance, the man was surprisingly strong. In the town, he had a reputation for trouble making. Among the wolves, he had a reputation for... other things. He had a great tendency to avoid work, and because of his position among the wolves, he rarely had need of it. There were always some among the Omegas ready to serve the Delta, even as men.

Something must have been wrong with them for him to just give up like that. Then I remembered the curse. The wolves were dying. Everyone and nothing could be done to stop it. I stared at the remaining wolves whose head was still down. Some were shaky, some old. But the strength was there. The other time I looked, it was just Amaia, Creamy, and Franco and a few other salmon wolves standing and about a thousand moonlight packs. Now, with my eyes on her, I saw how she had killed most of the wolves who’d got closer to her, even without touching them, their strength she was abstracting. Her speed in which she runs, her eyes. In that hoodie, I’d thought she was someone else. Someone I didn’t know.