Sigma Wolfs Novels & Stories

The smile on my face faded as I remembered the silver wolf Jake spoke about. Silver Wolfs were divine beings that had great power and can be very destructive if they go rogue, like Your Silver. He had been freeing slaves for now, but what if he decides to take over packs? He’d be very difficult to handle.

She gave a small laugh as she leaned forward and bopped my nose, making me blink. "That's better," she laughed. "You were staring." I grabbed her hand. "True, this is better." I grinned again, trying to tone it down some when she didn't pull away. "And I don't even know your name." I put on an exaggerated, pouting expression. "Only fair, I don't know yours either." "miniature wolf," I answered promptly. She pulled back slightly, but I wasn't going to let her hand go that quickly. "That's what I'm called at home on the reservation." I slid my thumb along her hand. "At work, they call me Rick. Ulric Wolcott, Power of the Wolf from the wolf's cottage, at your service."

Leo was similarly holding River’s arm, though I think for the latter reason based on the way Rivers’ eyes were narrowed at the three unknown guests. Hale’s son Austin was leaning by the fireplace, and now I could see he had a prosthetic leg, with his mate Suzanne looking ready to snap necks if the situation required it. I caught Léonel’s eye, silently questioning what was going on. All my nephew could offer was a shrug. Logan moved to stand at the other side of the fireplace and gestured to Sage and me as he addressed the three old wolves on the sofa. “You asked for the Carlisle with anything to do with an eclipse. That’s the one. Sage Carlisle, the eldest of the twins whose wolf is named Ec

XANDER POV After we killed all the small pack wolfs , we cleaned up and we did not get attack it's been 3 days now. while discussing with Black, my father and some warriors, a warrior come running saying a group off wolfs were spotted within the pack heading to the pack hall. When followed in they disappear into thin air, Dean said that the wolfs are those loyal to Zion and have been since day one. We went outside to check what they were doing and it looked the same as before.

“Sigmas are very special genes with exceptional wolf traits, they're just like a human and a beast as well. Exhibiting traits of a casted werewolf which makes them highly cursed from the supernatural powers of Oz. Wolves are known to be fierce and aggressive ranging from their hierarchy like the male and female Alphas have their eyes to be red every other werewolf golden brown, some golden. The ruler of the wolf kingdoms was the Rogue before power was transformed to the Wolverines which were your father, and your great grandfather haven defeated the black jinx from the evil wizard there in the period of Oz.

I focus a bit more and notice that one of the wolves is Sylas; he has to be fighting Laslo. Sylas is a huge gray wolf, bigger than Laslo’s white wolf. Laslo’s wolf is swiping at Sylas, and his claws connect here and there. Sylas twists his body and kicks Laslo’s wolf, sending it flying into a tree. Laslo’s wolf lays at the base of the tree, sprawled out. Sylas marches to the tree base and hovers over Laslo’s wolf, snarling and biting. His jaw reaches over and grabs at the white wolf’s neck.

His wolf, as dark as night itself, was a shadow among shadows, capable of blending into the darkness without a trace. Damian Slovan Sletherion from the Ironclad Pack stood like a giant, his muscular frame towering over most. His short, dark brown hair and stern expression only enhanced his reputation as one of the most powerful alphas, his pack renowned for their unmatched strength and combat prowess. Damian's wolf was a massive, iron-gray beast with a thick, imposing build that could crush opponents with brute force.

But then… A voice echoed across the sky: “I AM SOLIS. I AM THE ETERNAL FLAME.” The clouds above ignited. Scene 2: The Hollow Sun Rises The Solar Wolves collapsed to their knees as a titanic wolf made of pure flame appeared in the heavens. Its body rippled like a living inferno, its eyes twin orbs of molten gold. “Bow,” Solis thundered, his voice shaking mountains. “Bow to your one true god or be consumed.” From the shadows at the edge of the ritual site, another figure emerged. “Brother…” Liora whispered.

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

Or else there will be consequences for him and his pack. " But you know Mr Santos is very stubborn—” " But if he wants to save his pack, he'll do whatever they tell him. “ I hand out the drinks and start heading back to the bar. Still processing what my ears just picked up. " Don't tell me you're thinking, what I think you're thinking, “ Wolfe interrupts. She's my wolf. And we can communicate mentally. And we can both sense how the other feel. And she's the one who helps me most of the time.