Silver Wolves Novels & Stories

A rustle of snow. A shadow moved. Then— A lone wolf stepped out of the darkness. Massive. Black fur. Eyes glowing silver. Rylan stiffened instantly. “Not possible.” Kade swore. “That can’t be—” Lyra’s heartbeat tripped. The wolf lowered its head… in a bow. “What is that?” she whispered. Rylan’s voice was barely human. “A sentinel.” Lyra’s breath caught. Sentinels were ancient wolves said to serve only one bloodline—one house. A house believed extinct.

Just like hers—though I didn’t know who she was. Downstairs, the training yard was already alive with movement. Warriors sharpening blades, brushing pelts, preparing to impress the elders under tonight’s blood moon. I passed them quietly, head high, shoulders straight. But the whispers never stopped. Whispers from parents to children. From the young wolves to the old ones. “Do you know that the Beta was found in the snow? Like a cursed thing.” “Alpha Blaine just took her in to save face.” “How could she even become the Beta?”

Is this what death will feel like, she thought as her muscles and tendons cracked and stretched to their limits by the animals violently pulling her fragile human body in two directions? Then from out of the dark leapt a massive silver coloured wolf through the air, and for a microsecond, the scent of fresh rain lessens the intense rotten stank from the filthy Rogues. Behind it was another large black wolf. Their lush, silky fur showed these wolves were not Rogues but pack wolves. Nueva knew she had seen this silver-coloured animal before, and a calm came over her despite being tossed around like a ragdoll in death's jaws.

As I hop out of my Range Rover, I see that a council elder is standing at the door waiting to greet me. It’s not a very far drive from Slick Paw to the council headquarters. Even though they have a chamber in Black Claw’s palace, their central offices are located about 2 hours away from our pack. It’s located on the edge of 4 pack territories and looks more like a four-story office building than anything else. From the outside and those not a part of the supernatural world, you would never know this is the seat of Wolf Nation, outside of our capital in Black Claw.

" Timberwolves are also grays in the Northeast." "I don't know about other kinds of lupus garous." Ravena made a move toward the window. "Normally, we don't go looking for other packs unless someone is looking for a mate, and even then, many end up finding rogues." But neither do we record the history of our lines. It's far too hazardous. We only know what has been passed down verbally from generation to generation." Carol stroked the bandage around her neck. "What kind of person am I?"

She knew Sienna was shady anyway, I focused my rage on the meat to spare her pretty face. Werewolves? What the fuck! The only thing I heard about was Lycans and that Supreme Alpha. "The Supreme Alpha's return made quite an uproar but not as much as the sacrifice that survived." She took a pause, "Paint me surprised when I took a close look at the scratch marks and your insatiable hunger—" Before she could spout another word, I interrupted her, "What are you?" "A witch." Somehow I don't doubt that.

“I am Selene, the moon goddess. In just few years, a guardian of my own choice will rise alongside four special wolves that I have chosen. Together, they will save the werewolf Kingdom from perishing. The wolves will be called the Elemental wolves and they will be able to wield each of the four elements. “The guardian will help the Elemental wolves with their powers and she shall be their mother. The Elemental wolves will be paired mates, born on the same day and they will come from only three packs; The Royal Park, The Intelligence Park and the Power Park. The war Park is not included because the Elemental wolves will eventually need the warriors from the park. The Elemental wolves will be

He stood up, holding me in arms, bleeding stopped, four lines now not bleeding light but glowing steady white silver like my moon mark, eyes blazing yellow white. He looked across lake at Mordecai and Council trucks and all the men with silver chains and rifles and he howled. Not Guardian howl of mine mine. War howl. The white women on bank behind us, in cabins, heard it and answered. Five white wolves, then ten, then more I had not seen, maybe fifteen white wolves, all anointed scattered women from years of Oak taking them, all running out onto ice now, white fur glowing under northern lights, teeth bared, coming to stand with me and Jax against Council trucks.

At first, the Alpha King wasn't sure since there had never been a female alpha, but he agreed when he saw that I was a white wolf. In the last three years, my pack has done a lot of training and recruiting, so our pack now has about three thousand five hundred people, which is one of the biggest packs in the area. We've also been training a lot, so we aren't just one of the biggest packs but also one of the strongest packs. My pack is called the Ravenwing pack. I've also discovered more about white wolves. Not much was known about them because they are rare, with one only being born once every few hundred years, but I learned that white wolves have one elemental power, and my element is fire

My past was unknown, and the pack had adopted me as a pup. Lucas leant forward, his eyes piercing through the layers of deception. "Anya, you're not like the others. You're special. Do you know what it means to be a silver wolf?" A furrow deepened on my forehead. "Silver wolf? I've never heard of that." Lucas sighed, as if grappling with the weight of a revelation. "You are one of the rare species of silver wolves, one of the last in the world. It comes from a lineage that is known for its strength, agility, and connection to forces beyond our comprehension.