Sara Wolf Novels & Stories

Or better still, stay away, before she figured me out. “Hey, little wolves, this is our spot now,” a familiar voice cut through the conversation. I veered around. It was Sara. She had an evil smirk plastered on her face. Not good. --- Sara set her palm flat on the table—claiming it. Two seniors at the next table dipped their chins in acknowledgment. It wasn’t a rule; it was older than rules. I knew this from memory. It was a Wolf code embedded in those who had turned.

she snapped in annoyance as she helped herself up. "Jinx! You cast a spell on him and made him forget all that happened up till this evening!" "Huh! But I did nothing but place my hand over his head," Lucia said with a confused look. "That's why I said you are powerful! According to the history of the world of vampires, wolves, and witches, only six people have been able to perform a jinx successfully." "Really? And who are those?" Lucia asked with excitement. "The dark lord himself- Lucifer, the current heads of the wolves, witches and vampires, queen Jezebel and your father!"

- No problem, let's eat a hamburger like we did when we were teenagers and talk about what's hurting you for hours! - Anna, did you leave your wedding preparations to come here to rescue me? Are you crazy? It's an important wedding, you're the mayor's daughter! - And you're my sister. You need me, the flowers I have to pick will bloom tomorrow too. But you," she hugged me tighter, "you need me now, and I would move the whole world and cancel any appointment to see you live a little. With that demonstration of love she convinced me, there was no option to say no, and after the last sentence spoken in my dark and stuffy room, I couldn't say no.

It was fast, efficient, and silent. A second wolf, smaller, leaner, and moving with an almost balletic grace, slammed into the back of the gray wolf's knees. The gray wolf roared in surprise and pain, tumbling to the ground. The smaller, black wolf looked up at me. Its eyes were amber—the color of Rian's shifting wolf. But this wolf was not Rian. It gave a single, sharp bark—a command, not a snarl. It was Zara. Zev's twin sister. Rian's loyalist.

Right before I morphed into my wolf, I said the words I should have said since the moment I knew he wasn't going to choose me. Using my original title, I said those words. "I, Sara Tierra , the daughter of Alpha Reynolds and Luna Helen of the Moonlit pack, accept the rejection of Richardson Dawson, the son of Beta Jack and Female Beta Bella, as his mate and chosen one," I said and felt a surge of power through me at the same time I heard a wolf howling in pain in distant. Cynthia took over my body, and I was a pure white wolf. I felt a new burst of energy coursing through my veins. Then I ran. I ran with everything in me and never looked back.

Sara, or what had once been Sara, gave a quick shake of her body and her clothing fell in shreds onto the floor of the van and small scraps of flesh that had fallen off of her body as she’d changed kind of just melted into what looked like normal dirt. Amanda’s mouth worked as the creature stood there and watched her with its intelligent eyes that were a strange mixture of amber and brown. In an instant, Amanda remembered. “You’re the wolf from the woods.” The words came out in a bit of a shaky whisper. She wasn’t even sure if Sara could understand her this way. Sara lowered her head. “Does that mean you can understand me like that?” She asked. Again, Sara lowered her head in an imitation of

Walking was so slow and we weren’t making good progress. About a year ago, the constant running was becoming too much. I knew that we were getting closer, but we were still a few hours away. Harley met with a witch named Sarah who said that she knew Raina, the red wolf compound, and offered to help us. She said that she could put together an elixir that would suppress our wolves. She would also call her connections at the compound and have them come pick us up. Ivy trusted her and we decided to do what Sarah said.

He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding. “I couldn't help but laugh, I guess either I'm hearing things or I'm not the only crazy one in the room.” Zayn stepped closer, his movements deliberate and careful, as if I might bolt at any moment. “You’re a wolf,” he said, his voice steady. “You always have been. You just didn’t know it yet.” I burst out in laughter once again, sharp and bitter, verging on hysteria. “You’re insane. This is insane.”

Without thinking about his actions he held her hand tight and pulled her to his chest, hugging her tight as she finally cried. “Do- Domi-nic Hale’s grandfather was a hunter.” Skye started while hiccupping and sobbing, whilst clutching onto the Alpha and Hakan felt his whole body freeze and his blood run cold when he heard the words following her sentence, “a Legacy Wolf hunter.”