One Wolf Two Kings Novels & Stories

Not giving him a chance to get up, King went in for the killing attack, but Paul Wolf was fast, and he quickly pushed King off him. Making him stumble back a little but not before he slashes the brownish wolf across the face dragging blood, and that makes the wolf angry, and that's where he makes the mistakes; he gives King an opening to push him off and jump on top of him instead, coming up he takes a bite out of his neck with blood pouring out his neck into the dry leaves that were under him. While the wolf takes his last breath, it changes into Paul’s while I do the same thing.

In fact, it looked more like an army. " I'll never forgive you for this, Axle," Alina seethed as she watched the wolves surround her. They parted only to let a monstrous black wolf through, bowing in deference as he stalked past, and Alina confirmed his identity moments later as the wolf transformed into his human skin. "Hello, father." The King had arrived to take charge of his daughter. 2.

“Alphas aren’t the highest in the order…they bow only to kings.” The room went silent. Kings?! They’re king wolves? I stopped breathing. Then he delivered the line that made my stomach drop. “Kings bow to no one.” I stared at him now…his eyes cold and sure. This was the raw and brutal truth. I swallowed a hard lump down my throat… Does that mean that I’m– no, that couldn’t be, right? “So… what are you saying?” I asked almost reluctantly. “Am I a king wolf?”

she said, voice dry, “start again. No riddles. No cryptic warnings. What was locked beneath Blackveil?” Silas’s eyes found the fire. His voice was low, but it carried. “Not a what. A who. But he has no name anymore. No face. Only the howl.” She didn’t blink. He continued, “There was once a wolf king. Not just an Alpha—the Alpha. The first among us to bind the physical with the spiritual. He could command storms, bend minds. Packs followed him blindly, not because of love or loyalty—but because he had taken their names.”

The rogue wolf sprinted toward me. My body froze. Every instinct screamed at me to run, but my legs refused to move. The creature’s yellow eyes burned with madness as it lunged, jaws wide enough to tear through bone. I braced for the impact. But it never came. A massive black shape slammed into the rogue mid-air. Kael. His wolf was even larger up close. Power rippled beneath his thick midnight fur as he tackled the rogue to the ground, his jaws snapping shut around its throat with brutal precision. The sound that followed was sharp and final.

"Summon the Pack Council." The wolves around us all lowered their heads. A Pack Council judgment meant someone was about to be exiled. The Head Alpha didn't care about how pathetic Cynthia looked right now and scolded her without mercy. "We're building this center on our territory for the pack, for all our wolves. What gives you the right to say it can't open? And you're supposed to be an unmated female—what exactly is your relationship with Marcus?" He turned his stern gaze toward Marcus.

My wolf loses sanity, instantly taking almost full control of our body and lunging forward at him. He changes, ripping through his clothes into a dark brown wolf smaller than mine. We brawl for moments; deadly strikes follow after the other. I lean in for his jugular vein but the first pounces unto us from the back, now its two against one. My wolf is fed up with this. He releases a deathly howl into the air that moves the winds and shakes the earth beneath us. The howl of an Alpha King reverberates through our body in all its might and terror.

He slumped in his chair as he leaned back. “We’re lucky to be single.” Justice met Tiger’s steady gaze. “Are we? I think Fury would disagree. His Ellie is worth it to him. Their love is true.” “Yeah. You have a point but so do I.” Tiger grinned. “Let’s make a pact. We won’t tell anyone if we ever fall for a woman from the outside. Between humans thinking we’re twisted bastards who brainwash women into being with us and our own kind watching us to see what happens when we are with humans, let’s skip it and keep it on

Katniss’ wolf was also bleeding but it still looked as ferocious as the first time I had seen it. The wolf and the devil threw a glance at each other. And as if the King understood the message, he had also shifted and to our surprise, his horns had vanished. The white and the red wolf ran together, looking so free and so strong. Their movements were in sync with each other as if they were one. We watched as Magnus and his beta attempted to flee and they looked incredibly relieved when the two wolves allowed them to get away as they dealt with the members of the army first. Felipe and I blocked their path.

Alara said quietly, “reads the same phrase as a warning that the Obsidian Wolf will cage the Copper Wolf and prevent the destruction they believe the prophecy demands.” “Until we saw Athena and Ares together,” Orion said, his gruff voice softening, “we had no way to know what the King’s wolf looked like. The southern packs were isolated from the northern territories for generations. Your reputation as ‘The Black Terror’ precedes you, my King, but descriptions of your wolf form are... inconsistent.” Lukas nodded, his expression carefully neutral though I felt the tension radiating from him. “So what does that mean? That Amelia and I are some sort of... prophesied pair?”