Rwby Grimm Wolf Novels & Stories

“While they see disaster, I see potential. I am Alpha Xareth Morryn. Alpha of Crimson Dusk.” Crimson Dusk. Rhydan had spoken of them once, a twilight-born pack, bound by blood magic and dark legacies. “Come with me,” he offered, extending his hand. “Let me take everything from those who cast you aside.” I don’t know why my hand rose to meet his, why my fingers curled into his palm. But they did, and in that moment, I felt my wolf stirring. For the first time, she awakened but she didn’t emerge. Something held her back.

His coat gleamed in the dim sunlight, and his eyes—those familiar, kind eyes—still held the same warmth, even in wolf form. His opponent shifted into a big gray wolf, slightly larger, with jagged fur and sharp, dangerous eyes. The two wolves circled each other, growling low. Their paws kicked up dirt as they sized each other up again. Then they clashed. They leapt at each other with a loud snarl, fur and teeth flying. Rhys was fast—quicker than I expected for his size. He darted in and bit the gray wolf’s shoulder, causing him to yelp and recoil. But the gray wolf fought back hard, swiping at Rhys’s side and managing to knock him down for a brief second.

Grace bellowed, her face twisted in a fierce expression as she charged forward, swiftly transforming into a giant gray wolf. But I was not one to be outdone. I deftly avoided her attack by transforming my wolf body and twisting in mid-air, before lunging towards her neck with my razor-sharp teeth. Grace let out a guttural cry of pain as my teeth sank into her flesh, and she reflexively reached out to claw at my eyes. However, I nimbly pulled back and slashed her back with a sharp blade.

Then I saw him fighting off the grey wolf—he jumped from the swings to the see-saw and then swiped his claws at the back of the grey fur animal, who then backed away in pain. The dark brown wolf appeared out of nowhere and jumped onto Rum—. “Rum, look out!” I screamed in worry. And Rum shook her off in one violent swing, then threw his hind legs at the attacker and shoved her hard at the steel pole of the swings, and she grunted in pain. But before Rum recovered, the grey wolf pounced on to him once more. “Look at what we have here?” I turned to the voice and gasped in horror. Niro was moving towards me, his yellow eyes boring through my face as the ugly chuckle of a bully slipped into the a

The orb’s light coursed through me, steadying my breath. Griffin laughed as his body snapped and reshaped. His wolf emerged, larger than I remembered, darker—its fur streaked with shadows as if the night itself clung to him. His eyes burned red. He lunged. Our wolves collided midair, claws tearing, fangs snapping. The force of it shook the ground, dust and sparks flying around us. I bit down on his shoulder, tasting blood. But he didn’t flinch. His paw slammed into my side, knocking me hard against the stone floor.

I looked at her, this little human who had chosen to stay, who kissed me in the room where my parents watched from a frame, and felt my chest twist with tenderness. "I wish you could hear what I am hearing..." I admitted. Savannah frowned. "You two on your little group chat thingy again?" I nodded once. Rowan chose that exact moment to yell into my head again, somehow he was louder. "I'M SO HAPPY I COULD SHIFT! GRIM IS SPRINTING IN MY HEAD, BARKING LIKE A MANIAC!" Grim. Rowan's wolf. Big. Slate gray, all sharp ears and too much attitude.

I giggle. 'It tickles!' I laugh. I put my arms around his neck, and he rests his head on my shoulder. I rub my face in his fur. It's so soft and warm. 'I think I'll try to open my eyes. I want to see what you look like,' I say. Ryker sits down in front of me, waiting obediently. I slowly open my eyes, letting the moonlight adjust my eyesight. Exhaling in awe, he is the most impressive wolf I have ever seen: his coat is long, black, and sleek. It shines and glistens in the moonlight. There is a sense of greatness and power coming from him, his four-pawed stance is one of pride. He nudges my face with his muzzle. I hold his face close to mine, enjoying the warmth and the connection.

"Or what?" Brette Grimwald motioned straight toward me. I was startled at how serious he was. I ran into the bathroom to get my stuff and hurried back to class. I know he won’t try to hurt me once he sees I’m not alone. My eyes widen in shock. He was too fast. Brette was standing before me, halting my every move. At that moment I felt quite foolish for trying to elude a Fenrir wolf. They were the most powerful werewolf of all werewolves that's why he was the future alpha of the pack.

The muzzle of the wolf, grinning and splashing with saliva, clicked in the face of the man, while Ar chuckled contentedly, throwing off his turn. - Well, shall we dance? - mocking, repeated the words of Mark. “Let’s dance,” Mark repeated, stretching his lips into a bloody smile. Arnar sensed the approaching danger from behind and heard Vitali's cry: - Behind! — Violating the order to stay in the territory, he rushed to the rescue. The werewolf flew off, slamming like a stone wall into the body of the High Vampire that appeared out of nowhere. A sweetish aroma enveloped Arnar and forced him to exhale convulsively from the pain spreading in his back.

My front right. Nik's wolf is smaller too but bigger than Penny's. She is caramel colored with dark brown paws and a brown spot over her left ear. Theo's wolf is about the same size as Nik's. He is white with black ears and black spots all down his back. Lilly looked up and smiled when she spotted me. "Hi, Griff. You ready?" she asked and I nodded. I slowly walked up to her so not to scare her. She hugged me when I reached her and I sighed in contentment. My wolf couldn't wait until she had shifted and we could run together in the forest.