Smoke Wolves Novels & Stories

leave because that would cause suspension and get the packs talking. When you are a wolf married to your mate, it's not easy to walk away until death. If she truly wants an out, she will have to die. She has to stay to protect us; at least, that's what I've been told all my life. also, be careful. They can sense when you have become a wolf and sense your aura. If it seems too strong, that may cause a problem. I didn't see yours until we started talking, and it almost looks like mine. “ I look over at Jesse. “ what do you mean, my aura?? I'm not an alpha. What is going on ?” Jesse stands up, closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and then opens Her eyes. They're deep, bright red, and around h

“But they’re powerful.” I was tugged into a link with Samuel, Bodey, and thirty others. A wolf shifter I wasn’t familiar with linked, It’s some sort of gas. I don’t know what. That reminded me of the day the wolves had attacked Stevie and almost killed her. A witch had come with them and cast some sort of smoke spell to block our sense of smell and our vision. What does it smell like? We’re going in… His words trailed off, and his link went lukewarm, just like the others. The other twenty-nine followed within the next second.

I would have been upset with myself if I had killed any of these beautiful creatures. They suddenly turned around and ran back to two other wolves standing in the tree line by the road on the left. One was a light shade of red, and the other a smoky gray wolf with white on its paws. The gray one reminded me of a cat I used to have growing up that we named Smoky. He had the exact same colors. “This has got to be the coolest thing I’ve seen in a while,” I said, completely in awe. I had never seen wolves before, but they were beautiful and massive. I would say they are the same height as a Great Dane, if not taller.

But the smoke creature was moving toward the door again, and Jax was on the other side of it. I stepped forward and put both hands into the smoke. The cold of it hit me first, a cold that went past skin and into something deeper. And then my wolf came up without warning, not the slow reluctant response I had expected but a full surge, a snarl that I felt in my teeth and my chest and my hands simultaneously. The smoke recoiled. Not just buckled the way it had with Kael. It recoiled, pulling back from my hands like something burned, the shape losing coherence at the edges, the churning inside it going frantic.

"And then the debt collectors will come for both of us and seize pack lands, and every wolf in Crescent Moon Pack will lose their homes because you were too selfish to accept your fate. Can you live with that?" The trap closes around me so perfectly I almost admire the cruelty. He knows I cannot let the pack suffer for his mistakes, recognizes I have spent three years protecting these wolves from his incompetence, and admits I will choose their safety over my freedom. "You are a monster," I say. "I'm a realist." He responds by straightening his jacket like we just finished a pleasant conversation. "You were never going to give me an heir anyway, too defective for that. At least this way you

All of the wolves were having trouble with it. Zane linked me, ‘What the fuck is with this smoke? There’s no fire.’ He wiped his eyes with the back of one paw, but it only made it worse. ‘I think it’s teargas. The kind the military or police use.’ The wolf gagged. ‘Whoever is trying to attack us, is making damn sure they have an advantage.’ Zane snarled at me, grabbed me by the scruff of my neck. ‘I hope to the gods this is not your doing, Necolai! That you’ve brought your enemies to our pack.’

“Does that… mean something to you?” He hesitated. “There’s an old rumor. The Flame-Born Wolves—they were a faction of fire-aligned warriors. Charred red fur, claws like obsidian, rumored to be banished by the Moon Goddess herself for breaking the sacred bonds of the Seers. They worked with dark spellbinders. Rogue Alphas. They're said to be extinct.” “Apparently, they’re not.” He stood slowly, helping me to my feet. “Come on. Let’s see what else this Grove is hiding.”

I don’t even realize I’m screaming until the sound rips out of me, loud, piercing. Suddenly, a silver light bursts from my body, exploding outward in a shockwave. It slams into the wolves, forcing them back, hissing as the smoke pours off their skin. They scream in unison, the hair on my body rising against the horrible sound. The ground shakes, and the trees shudder. For a second, the day darkens from the smoke pouring off the wolves. Damnit, how the hell did I do that?

The night was beautiful and cool, but warm enough with all the fires and the company was amazing. All of a sudden there was a loud scream and black wolves raced in, circling the clearing and dropping leather sacks into the fire pits. In the chaos, there were telling and small eruptions from the fire pits as a weird purple smoke rose from the fires and settled heavily in our lungs, making things hazy and everyone broke out into coughing fits. I rose from my chair and tried to call forth my wolf so I could protect my pack. Immediately panic consumed me as I couldn’t call her forward, a panic that I could see was shared with all my wolves. Even Magnus and his brothers looked annoyed like they c

It sounded like mostly women and children. "Smoke is used to mask the human scent from the wolves." I could hear children crying inside. “It’s important for you to try and remain calm.” I shouted as I forcefully swung the door open, causing it to crash into the opposite wall and shatter the wood. I hadn’t meant to be so forceful, but my strength got the better of me.