Primal Zodiac Novels & Stories

Primordials are supposed to be a myth. They are said to be the original werewolves who possess immense strength and have the ability to connect to the moon and other natural elements. Simply put, they can do and undo. I always had my healing abilities, but I didn't have my parents to give me a heads-up about the thype of wolf I am. "Listen, I've long since given up on that!" Duncan counters. "Lyra is barren— completely useless. The only reason I'm not tearing her apart is because today is the full moon. I can't stain the sacred day with her blood!"

Every page I turned whispered of forgotten gods and blood-pacts lost to history. Then I saw it — the same spiral mark etched faintly in the margin of a brittle manuscript. Bobby noticed my pause. “Found something?” I nodded slowly. “It’s a mark of the Primals.” “The what now?” he asked bemused. “Before wolves and vampires split, before magic was bound to the moon — there were the Primals. Beings of pure essence. The first-born of the old world.” Bobby frowned. “Those are myths.” “So were vampires until you met one,” I said dryly.

"The vault doesn't contain a weapon Anna, it contains a living being, a dire-wolf deity that existed before the first wolves walked this earth." "The Moon Wolf and Sun Wolf." "Not exactly, there was only one wolf in the beginning, a deity called the Prime Wolf, she contained both Moon and Sun aspects within herself, perfect balance." Magnus showed me an illustration of a massive white wolf with one silver eye and one gold eye. "The Prime Wolf created our species, gave us the ability to shift, to form packs, to live under the moon's blessing." "So what happened to her?"

Instead of a coordinated formation, the Primal Six went Total-Feral. Zane didn't just block; he became a literal avalanche, throwing his massive obsidian weight into the Cyber-Wolves' front lines, shattering their chrome carapaces with raw, uncalculated strength. Jax and Cole didn't just run; they "Flickered," their silver fur allowing them to phase through the metallic spikes, appearing behind the Cyber-Pack and tearing at their hydraulic lines. Elara lunged for the vial. She felt the White Wolf's eyes on her—the Architect-Prime's cold logic watching her every twitch.

“I think it’s high time we know what we really are…” I hummed in response as I turned the first page and together, we started reading. ‘Primordials are the most powerful werewolves to have ever existed and no werewolf can match their power except Lycans. They are almost identical to Lycans but unlike Lycans, they have two wolves within them. They have unique powers and enhanced senses which can detect anything which even ordinary werewolves normally miss to catch…’ The more we read, the more our heart rate sped up as we came down to one final conclusion. “We are actually primordial werewolves.” Lucas stated what was repeatedly crossing my mind once we were done reading.

Fucking bastard, the only woman who can stop him is inside my pack-house running her pretty little mouth, it’s funny because once ago, Dante and I were close, but then he got greedy, he wanted more power and like me, he was a primordial wolf, he set off to killing people. The more people he killed, the stronger he got, he ruined packs, I didn’t really care as long as he didn’t came near my pack, but then he killed my sister and he wanted to kill me too, since I am a primordial wolf, if he ends me, his powers will increase ten times. But, Primordial wolves can’t end each other, and normal werewolves can’t kill Primordial wolves, still. The moon goddess chose only one person that can kill Prim

he said, half excited and half pleading. “Have you lost your mind? I’m going to be the next king of the realm, and you want me to strip myself of my dignity to ‘Claim The Worthy Luna’?” “Why not? You get to know your Luna and protect her. You both have to work together. Plus, you see how she will interact with other people. Plus, you save my ass. Come on, old friend, help your friend out!” ‘Do it! I want to be with our mate!’ Kral said excitedly. ‘Plus, we will rip out the throats of any alpha trying to take what’s ours!’

Zara We arrived at the Duncan Pack, where a welcome ceremony was held for Alpha Caleb and his new Luna, Elisa, by their head omega, Madam Vicky, who was Alpha Caleb’s favorite in the pack. “Take her to the omega’s quarter,” Alpha Caleb told Madam Vicky, who turned to look at me. “What kind of work do you do the most?” Madam Vicky asked as we walked towards the quarter. I do all the work back home, but cooking is what I like most, I thought. I was lost in my thoughts, and she had to ask again.

"That wasn't pain. It was longing. I guess we are a far more connected than I believed." "Oh," I said keeping my thoughts to myself. "Prime is…was feral lycan, who took over the body of his first kin. He ruled as a tyrant wolven king. He brought sorrow and pain to a large number of supernatural. He is dangerous." My heart skipped a best as everything seemed to fall in place. That's why Kylen didn't want to tell me about the lycan ascension. He knew that Cassian had a slim chance of winning. Thats why Cassian avoided a relationship with me for so long. He believed that he wasn't capable of winning.

Patrick explained. "How do you know all this stuff?" I asked. "We have a library with books about all the supernatural beings. All packs do. As do all covens. Plus, I told you. I used to know a witch" Colton explained. "But you said that your birthday is in December, right?" He went on to ask and I nodded. "A witches affinity usually correlates with their zodiac sign. You're a Sagittarius?" He asked and I nodded again. "So you should have an affinity for fire not earth." he finished.