Princess Mononoke And Wolf Novels & Stories

she said lazily. She just lay down with no care in the world, while I felt like my whole world was unraveling. What she says filters through my brain and then something clicks. “So, a white wolf is associated with being an alpha female; is that what you are saying? I mean, it does make sense if the moon goddess is a white wolf and definitely an alpha female… and if both me and this other woman have white wolves and are alpha females, then it’s safe to say that a white wolf is associated with being a dominant female,” I conclude, feeling a bit proud of myself.

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

Beverly is queen bee, and I’m the loser, the weak link, the one everyone judges. The only people who have seen me in my wolf form are my parents. They forbid me from running with any packmates. Everyone assumes I’m nothing. They say my wolf is weak. I’ve heard it so many times, I almost believe it. But I feel powerful when I shift. Maybe it’s just in my head. Mom and Dad warned me never to tell anyone about my wolf. Maybe because it’s… different. A black wolf. I’ve only ever heard of alphas having black fur. I turned sixteen and ever since, I’ve felt like something was wrong with me.

Selene's POV · Kael's POV I started with the bond-web. Every pack has one — an invisible lattice of emotional connection binding wolf to wolf, strongest between mates and family, thinner between strangers, nonexistent between enemies. An ordinary wolf can feel the edges of it, sense the mood of the pack the way you sense a change in temperature. A wolf witch can read it like a map.

Ryan’s POV “If you are telling the truth about your father’s death,” I said without looking back. “Then someone wants war badly enough to start with your father’s blood. The guards dragged her out. Monsters. That word lingered around the hall long after the human was gone. It meant nothing anymore. They say wolves are monsters, like they haven’t looked in the mirror. They are all the same. I looked blankly at the empty entrance. The scent of blood filled the whole space. Human blood.

‘I wouldn’t mind riding his wolf as well,’ Nomea said in my mind, and my cheeks burned even hotter. “You can ride me,” he said. Gosh, his words weren’t doing me any good. “Thanks,” I muttered. The sound of bones cracking filled the air, and the one hunky man in front of me turned into a big, black wolf with a white spot by its tail. My breath hitched as I stared at the majestic wolf. Nomea was going crazy inside my mind, also wanting to come out. Thankfully, I managed to push her down as I mounted on Wyatt’s wolf.

the two wolves exclaimed in happiness. "You have a characteristics of a wolf like us, but we don't understand the other power we see in you." the female wolf added. Cassandra looked at both of them and smiled. "Is it because I am also a witch." the two wolves nodded, feel amazed on what kind Cassandra is. Cassandra looked at the sun then at the two wolves then she spoke.

“What wolf…?” “There is an old legend tale, talking about The Moon Princess. The wolf that will rule over everything. Her fur will be pure white, and she will be strong, she will be different, she will be the Princess of the wolves. There will be no end to her strength. But also, it could be a curse. The power can consume the wolve if not used correctly.” Tala sat more upright, and she was very intrigued in what her mother had to say.

She looks to Grace again, who nods once more, "We have a legend in this kingdom that one day a princess, the rare red wolf, will find her mate in the rare black wolf of our kingdom's royal family..." I hide my gasp as much as I can. How could they know I was a red wolf? I haven't been here long enough to shift. I glare at the female, making her whimper a little as I say, "What makes you so sure that I am this rare red wolf of this legend?" The female whimpers a little more but whispers.

I shift back to my human form and put my clothes on. A female wolf can shift on its eighteenth birthday. The male wolf shifts on his twenty-first birthday. But royal blood is different, they shift when they become twenty-five. They are strong even in human form. I smile when I see his form as a human. He is really handsome from what I heard from the female warriors in the pack, who were trained in the palace. His presence makes me want to run to him and kiss him so badly, but I remember his reputation. He’s not the type of guy who will just allow anyone near him, even girls.