Sica Wolf Novels & Stories

They sniffed the air, picking up on the distinctive scent of the Quercia and set off behind the buildings and into the nearby small stretches of land still covered in trees, away from human eyes. Feeling the ground beneath him vibrate with the hundreds of varying sources cleared his mind; he homed in on the unmistakable movements of a wolf and sped up. A few yards ahead he spotted the pale, mixed coloring of a pack member and signaled to Gil to get around him. The underling caught wind of them and attempted to throw them off by taking to the alleys, but Gil arrived to cut off the path. Victor dove in on him from behind, aiming for the shoulder with a shallow bite.

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.”

They greeted once more, their heads lowered at their average height. After shaking me up and making me all dizzy, he drops me on a sofa, taking his seat opposite me. He wipes off the blood on his neck with clothes, his well-sculpted abs coming into view. He was truly astonishing. “Welcome back, princess.” A lady in all white came in, the skull-made staff in her hands. She had white hairs, white eyelids, and white eye strokes, and judging from the combination, her wolf must be white. “The name is…”

I can only see what you see. ‘What part of me are you?’ Sira doesn’t answer for a few seconds. ‘What are you Sira? If you’re not a spirit, then it means I’m definitely insane! I single-handedly conjured up a—’ ‘I’m your wolf. You and I, we are one. Always and forever.’ I freeze on my bed. Did I just hear her right? No she has to be joking. ‘Are you saying…I’m a werewolf?’ Tense silence at first, then. ‘Yes. A rare white wolf from the bloodline of the originals.’

The wolf from my dream was here. It was physically here. It was massive, with glowing blue eyes. He looked pissed. Monica shook next to me. “Holy fuck…. I can't do this!” Monica's voice was laced with fear. She dropped the knife she held at my side. She turned to flee. Before she got the chance. The black wolf pounced on her. Chad was nowhere to be seen. Of course, P.O.S. The wolf growled in her girl's face. Monica began sobbing. I couldn’t let her die.

Sia agreed. "And yet you let me watch..." Sonia murmured. "It's good for you," Sia said, leaving Sonia wondering what she meant. Sonia shifted her weight. "Do you know anything about wolves?". Sia turned to face her. "They are animals in the form of dogs or humans..." she explained, then asked, "Why asked?". "I want to watch a wolf movie..." Sonia said, and Sia couldn't help but smile. ⁵ "Anything for a fantasy lover," Sia said, reaching out to roughly ruffle Sonia's hair.

“She was a werewolf, an outcast from the pack. Sophia’s mother banished her years ago for choosing a mortal as her mate. After his death, through grief or sheer willpower, maybe even both, she suppressed her shifting abilities, causing great harm to herself. We believe she had a heart attack and when it hit, her abilities were unleashed, and let’s just say, it wasn’t a pretty sight.” Rachel inhaled sharply. She’d never heard of a wolf being able to suppress their power with such precision and effect. The poor woman’s grief must have been unbearable for her to make such a decision. “And her spirit is still around? Have you tried speaking to her? Wolves can see spirits.” Stefano grimaced. “On

It had never been as unbearable as it was right now. "Alpha Krause," the doctor greeted us happily. He was an old wolf who had been around long enough he delivered me from my mother. His hair was salt and pepper looking. He stood with a slight hunch from years of service. The kind hazel eyes he had were slightly faded with age and reflected off his lightly tanned skin. He gave me a small head bow in respect. It wasn't uncommon for an Alpha to not like his Luna speaking to other male wolves no matter their pack position. The gesture showing his age even more.

I had sat forward, elbows on my knees. “There was none, Alpha. I had them take me to where the wolf was seen, but there was no scent. What are you thinking? Tricks from witches? Rogue covering their scent?” I shook my head; I’d heard tales in the past, but it wasn’t something I was concerned I would need to face. “I’ve got some ideas. Nothing serious. I’ll investigate it. Thank you, Zaine.” He got up and left my office. A white wolf with glowing eyes. There was only one person in the pack to speak to about this. I mind linked her.

The wolf, who had been busy chewing up Gavin, spat out his shoe and growled menacingly, followed by jumping on me. I sidestepped, but the wolf managed to push me down with its left paw. I let out a loud cry of pain when I felt it sink its teeth into my shoulder, but before any damage could be done, the wolf immediately retracted its teeth, taking a step back away from me, its green eyes staring at me as if staring right through my soul. From the corner of my eye, I saw Taylor throw a silver bomb at the wolf, who immediately growled out in pain, shifting into a very naked and muscular man, Alpha Alexander Pierce, my biggest enemy!