Raised By Wolves Novels & Stories

I had to tell Cole. Cole was our Alpha and he would know exactly what to do with this information. What my brother and the other wolves dont know is that our pack has been under attck by witches using black magic. Dead wolves have been found around the territory with their hearts ripped out and turned to sludge. Weird symbols were carved into their bodies.

They each gave us a brief story of how they lived before coming to the Brightwater Pack, and they were all touching. The first wolf, Gasper, was only 17 years old. He was separated from the pack and his family when he was just a baby, and was raised by humans in Britain. It was quite obvious since he had a thick British accent. He said he always knew he was different, having heightened senses and great anger issues. Even though he didn't know it yet, his wolf was working even before he became alive in him.

Kayleigh “Now, say what now? Did I hear that right? First we find out that gypsy wolves are actually hybrid werewolves. Now, you’re telling me, our delayed wolves isn’t caused by a tainted bloodline? Goddess. All these facts. I’m so glad we made this trip.” My eyes widen with this new bomb dropped in front of me.

As the fight got more intense, the two werewolves shifted, so that where two men were fighting before, there was a very large grey wolf, Thomas, and a slightly smaller black wolf, Jonas. The wolves circled each other, the grey one’s eyes full of wisdom, experience, and anger. In the black wolf’s eyes were a knowing look … and triumph, which was weird because it was being beaten hands down. Several bones in its body had been broken and it was favoring its right front leg, whereas the other wolf was very much unhurt. The fact that the black wolf was being beaten did not seem to faze it, though. Its eyes kept darting around, as though searching for something, so the pack members thought that it

Something quickly transferred me from there to the main office, under the personal control of Mikhail. “So you don’t work here for the money?” Bars suddenly asked as we drove to the airfield, piercing me with his curious gaze. He was sitting right across from me on the bus. - For what then? “Out of boredom,” I answered almost honestly. No, of course, as soon as I returned here, I thought to find at least someone of my race. Find your father! Among those who were healed in the world where I come from, after a fierce battle, there were many black wolves, but not a single one of my blood relatives. So they must have been here. Usually wolves lived in packs, it was very rare to meet loners. So t

I tell them. “Good,” my father says. “Jax, inform the remaining alphas to return another day—including Alpha Caleb and Luna Marcie.” Jax nods. Moments later, three large black wolves emerge from the forest. They shift behind the trees and step forward fully dressed. We exchange bows before introductions begin. Two are mated. One is younger—newly an Alpha. We talk briefly. And we wait. “For Herk?” one of them mutters. “I’ve heard he’s not the most trustworthy Alpha.”

Didn’t wait for the invitation. I just took a position. “Vax is using altered wolves,” I said without preamble. “Not rogues. Not normal pack members. Something in between.” “How do you know?” one of the wolves asked. “Because normal wolves don’t fight like that. They’re stronger. Faster. More aggressive.” I gestured to Kael. “You’ve seen it too.” “Yes,” Kael confirmed. “During the Riverstone crisis. Before I left. Some wolves were changing. Becoming… different.”

Anaki had always wanted to hear about Moon and Kurgi's 'sin against nature' for a long time. "You and Rex's beta would get along just fine with the braicell between the two of you.!" Kit chuckled, making Rex smile, thinking of him. "Only 3 wolves in Creation have dared to go against Nature, committing the most forbidden law, 'Wolves are born...not turned'. The first wolf to do this was Winter Wolf, I was the second, and Rex you were the last, but you certainly won't be the last." Moon recalled Anatashi's words from this morning.

But his shaking voice failed him, “I– I don’t th– think that’s how you sho– should speak to m– me.” Remus scoffed and that seemed to have embarrassed Winfred more, “If I abolish The Order, you’re finished!” He said, screaming again. “Go on. Do it.” Remus challenged. “End your race’s agreement with the Wolves. See if we care.” The Betas started laughing at this which added to Winfred’s increasing shame. He wanted to show his power, but it seemed like power was being shown to him. “Watch how you talk to me, you disrespectful dogs!” He screeched.

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.