Rise Of The Black Wolf Novels & Stories

*** Gabriel's POV "It's not possible for a she wolf to be Alpha." Dimitri looks from me to an omega I've learned is named Nira. Nira shrugs. "She always been more. She's one of our strongest fighters. I guess the betas respect that and followed." "Respect isn't the only thing you need to be Alpha." Dimitri argues with the omega. "No, you have to be born an alpha. Which Amira was. No one expected it. Her mother's pregnancy wasn't different in any way. Not a soul knew until she was born. She had alpha eyes and Alpha Moon could smell her."

As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.

he roughly stated. "Yes sir" the one to the left said. "Make sure that there are no other survivors left" he told the one on the right. " Yes sir" he replied then left. The wolf on the left moved towards me and quickly and swiftly picking me up, throwing me over his shoulder heading outside. When we got outside I was kicking and thrashing around in his arms trying to get free. His hold tightened on me I can feel the anger radiating off him the more I kicked and thrashed around. I looked around and saw wolves slaughtered everywhere and then I saw we were headed towards a large black SUV. I kicked and thrashed a little more before he finally spoke up.

I still don't understand why Hera was stopping me from intervening. "We should go," "No,!" She replied and I found myself nodding. "He's my mate," Ivy suddenly cried out. A resounding growl echoed around the house and before I could blink, a black, large wolf with white furs at the crown of his head walked out of the room. I held on to Hera as the wolf stared down at the both of us. "Fuck off, Liam" Hera yelled. "It's a fucking command, Prince" The wolf turned abruptly and ran off. I almost dropped to the floor because my legs had turned jelly.

I do not need it teaming up with the white wolf and making my life even more hellish than it already is at the moment. I walk down to the well and pull up a bucket of water. I carry the bucket up to the fire to put it out. When I pour the bucket over the fire there is nothing left of the black wolf. It is gone.

“You have a black wolf, Ersa.” “What does it matter?” I asked, enraged that he was speaking to me so casually when he had someone—Rose—held against her will. “It matters because that is the Alpha’s color. A black wolf, like midnight, embodies pure, primal strength. How can you not know that?” I frowned, unable to process what he said. A black wolf is strength itself. So, that was the reason Seraph had called me “Alpha” back at the Northern Forest. “But… how can that be?” I finally managed.

My scalp tingled as I saw the black blanket on the stone platform unfold, revealing a wolf’s head slowly rising from within. Oh, Moon Goddess! I involuntarily took a step back. Anyone would be shocked. The messy heap of black fabric was actually a gaunt, old black wolf. Slowly, it stood up from its lying position. This was an ancient wolf, radiating an aura of decay and death. Its fur was dry like autumn leaves, ready to fall off. Its breathing was so faint it seemed nonexistent, yet it stubbornly clung to life. Its black eyes were deep and bright, filled with a powerful will to live.

The Crystal Grove erupted into chaos the moment Kaelen lost control. A thunderous, primal roar tore from his throat as his body convulsed. Bones cracked and shifted with sickening snaps. Thick black fur erupted across his skin, muscles bulging and reforming into something massive and terrifying. Within seconds, Kaelen had become a colossal black wolf — easily twice the size of a normal beast, silver streaks running through his dark fur like veins of moonlight, golden eyes blazing with uncontrollable possessive fury. The Alpha heir of the manor had fully awakened.

She knew certain things ahead of time because the Goddess shared it with her. It would take time for some holes to fill in, but they would eventually. Storm had a multitude of lifetimes before this one. One thing was certain though. Phoenix wolves were only called to rise when there was a great calamity on the horizon that threatened the werewolf species as a whole. Talk about stressful realizations! ‘Nothing to stress about. We’ll know something when we know something. For the meantime, it’s important for us to join the pack so that I can go on a run,’ Storm told me, giving me a wolfish grin.

To kill, as I have mentioned before, was to Leon as simple as breathing. “The black wolf is regarded as an evil creature in the wolf clan and a symbol of darkness. Since the destruction of the Black Wolf, I had thought that the Wolf Clan would henceforth be at peace. I would not have thought that the supporters of the Black Wolves would have given up. Black Wolf's slaves, all contractors to the dark evil spirits, believe that destroying the Logan dynasty will bring Black Wolf back to life. It’s ridiculous!” Catherine added.