One Piece Wolf Novels & Stories

“Speak!” The wolf continued to stare at Yoren before finally responding. “You are my master, Alpha.” Yoren froze instantly. Confusion immediately spread across his face. “What did you say?” “You are my master, Alpha,” the wolf repeated, lowering its head slightly. “You are the owner of this power.” Yoren frowned. “What do you mean?” “You defeated me,” the wolf replied calmly. “For the first time, you truly defeated me.” Yoren fell silent. He was still confused. “If I truly defeated you,” he said uncertainly, “then why are you perfectly fine?” He examined the wolf's body. “You're not injured at all.”

He was a bigger wolf than she was, by God. Used to working with—taller and with broad shoulders. His guilty determination prevented him from averting his gaze from her or making a concession. It is understandable why Larissa was drawn to the attention-grabbing gray. Lelandi couldn’t help but ponder the experience of having a romp with a boisterous wolf like him. Yet, damned if it hadn’t resulted to Larissa’s death. Keep company with those of your own type, as her father would have advised. No humans; only the red type of lupus garou. No one raised a cup to take a sip of their beverage, and not a single person moved. She fought the need to swallow and pushed herself to look at Darien to see w

I was rooting for him and Alex all of a sudden because they were the only important people in my life here. A female wolf came to Alex's side and tried to tend to his wounds to ease his pain. She put some liquid from her mouth on the wound to probably stop the wounded area from getting infected, Alex winced in pain. His body was open as he had only a part of his shorts on, just enough to cover his private area. I stared at his build for a while and walked closer to him to stay. The wolf stared at me with those intense eyes of hers, they were so beautiful. Why would anyone want to hurt such beautiful creatures? I raised my hand in surrender, showing that I had no weapons of any sort and I was

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

They greeted once more, their heads lowered at their average height. After shaking me up and making me all dizzy, he drops me on a sofa, taking his seat opposite me. He wipes off the blood on his neck with clothes, his well-sculpted abs coming into view. He was truly astonishing. “Welcome back, princess.” A lady in all white came in, the skull-made staff in her hands. She had white hairs, white eyelids, and white eye strokes, and judging from the combination, her wolf must be white. “The name is…”

Especially seeing that Karim was there watching her. She looked away and focused on the newbies. Each one transformed perfectly and Sera imagined the shame that it would be just her to fail. With no options, she stepped forward. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Sera called for her wolf. He asked her to come to her if she was still there. And something surprising happened. She appeared. A light brown wolf with white spots and intense yellow eyes. Sera knelt before that vision, but the wolf seemed hurt. She walked slowly to the young woman, but when Sera touched her, an expression of pain came to her face.

It was either she disappears and go into the city or go back to the cabinet her mother had made for days like this. The crush of leaves grew louder until the Alpha finally stepped into the narrow band of moonlight. Maria lost count of the werewolves who had paid them a dreadful visit. They wore rough clothes, leather and wool, stained, worn, and filthy. With them was a werewolf wielding a bow, an arrow nocked and aimed. He was dressed like the rest in pants and boots, his hair a tangled mess alongside the eye patch that he wore proudly. “They don’t look like they have anything to say,” a man with a flat nose said.

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

Rowan POV. "Now shift baby," I say my heart beating insanely, I tried to connect to my mate, to tell him what was going on, but he was busy with the other two wolves, and he kept on ignoring me. I'll show Aiden tonight, I'll ignore him back and we'll see what he thinks about being ignored by his mate. The small white wolf standing in front of me made me smile, a white wolf, an Omega, the rarest of the rarest wolves out in the world, there are only five of them in the whole world, and now he's the sixth one.