Okami Wolves Novels & Stories

He stumbled and landed on his ass while she followed the kick through to roll to her feet. “Come on Vincent, can’t take a hit from a delicate little thing?” Kami goaded him, circling him as he did the same, his breath increasing as she got to him. Vincent growled, shifting into his wolf Axel. Axel was a medium large wolf with ashen gray fur and light brown eyes. He snapped his maw at Kami, who was beginning to look a little bored with him. He lunged at her with a growl.

You have my word. She had no doubt about that truth. He stepped back, placing several paces between them. Suddenly, the first of his men burst forth from the trees, two massive Grey Wolves, nearly as large and agile as Jeremy. Shifting from wolf into human form within seconds, they stood nude before them. As a Rogue, that was one aspect of pack life Isabella was certain she’d never get used to.

The staff are a mixture of non-ranked wolves and Omega wolves. Omega wolves are wolves who are – for whatever reason – unable to shift. They have heightened senses and can even speak to their wolf spirit, but because they can’t shift a lot of packs mistreat Omegas or treat them as less than everyone else, but we don’t believe in that. We don’t enslave anyone and being staff here is a paid job like any other. It’s offered to anyone who wants it, and we offer them free room and board if they wish.

The woman tugged at her husband's arm as her eyes clouded over, and she began to speak to him mentally. "Your son is an omega," Axil stated coldly as he began to explain, "let me educate all the humans that are with us today. Werewolves are born with ranks due to their bloodline. We have the Alphas, then the Betas, the deltas, then finally the omegas, the weakest among us. Of course, it is possible for an Omega or Delta to raise in rank, but it's rare since they'll have to kill either an Alpha or a beta. Although they are the weakest of the pack, don't get me wrong. We don't shun them. Our job as leaders is to protect them. That's why werewolves move in packs. Every werewolf in this square r

Possibly, there could be a way to hunt down this beast, yet how long wouldn't take to study the ethics of its domination and movement? He picked himself up from the ground, laying Ashley on the ground as he walked around, bending downwards, picking up broken tree branches and twigs. Each werewolf pack had its own beliefs and principles. One which remained for the silver moon pack for years was the principles of cremation. They never believed in the burying of their dead, they thought of burning their bodies to avoid the cases of having a rebirth which could cause something drastic in the pack. There might have been someone out there who had thoughts of the phantom being a product of an unhol

Omar stepped on the mangled wolf, a gloomy aura emitting from his body. Raising his head, he howled into the sky. The deep sound echoed into the ground, making it tremble slightly. The aura of a king was enough to suppress the other wolves. Immediately, the wild wolves stopped attacking me and looked at Omar with vigilance. None of them dared to move forward. "Let's go." With the weakened gray wolf in his mouth, Omar motioned for me to run off with him in the opposite direction of the wild wolves. Heavy rain still poured, making the road muddier than ever.

There was a profile of a stag in mid-air on one side of the medallion. ‘I have seen this on one of the guys back in Moonstone. It must belong to a member of our pack.’ ‘Then it must have fallen from Damien. He is from Moonstone.’ Miranda was looking at me as she spoke. ‘Was it that it fell off as he struggled with the abductors?’ ‘If he isn’t one of them, why did he come here?’ ‘He can’t be under a spell, can he?’ I responded ‘A spell strong enough to command a wolf is rare. I know a few witches who can wield but they are all dead.’

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“There are 4 classes of wolves that are determined by strength, size, and aura power. The most powerful are Alpha’s. They are the leaders of packs. Next is Beta’s we assist, and a lot of them become guards or soldiers. Next is Gamma’s. They tend to run the pack day to day needs like organising the pack house. Some are even in charge of upholding pack traditions and helping all observe holidays. Finally, there are Omegas. They make up the bulk of the pack and do most of the everyday work like cooking, cleaning, farming, etc” “How do you determine a wolf’s aura power?” Willow asks. “We give off pulses of energy. Do you want to feel it?”. “Yes, please,” all three girls chime at once. I get them

"And then the debt collectors will come for both of us and seize pack lands, and every wolf in Crescent Moon Pack will lose their homes because you were too selfish to accept your fate. Can you live with that?" The trap closes around me so perfectly I almost admire the cruelty. He knows I cannot let the pack suffer for his mistakes, recognizes I have spent three years protecting these wolves from his incompetence, and admits I will choose their safety over my freedom. "You are a monster," I say. "I'm a realist." He responds by straightening his jacket like we just finished a pleasant conversation. "You were never going to give me an heir anyway, too defective for that. At least this way you