Son Of The Wolf Novels & Stories

It was a male human who looked like he was in his early 30s. That answered my speculations. Of course, it'd be a human. Why wouldn't it be? I mentally sighed in annoyance. Only humans were this dense. Axil's eyes narrowed in on the man, and yet he remained calm after that provocation. He asked, "Do you have a werewolf in your family?" The man nodded cluelessly, unaware of the tense atmosphere as everyone stared at him, "My wife and our son are both werewolves." I glanced at the woman that stood by his side and the fact that she had a hand blocking her face in embarrassment as our attention shifted to her and the little boy she clutched in her arms.

He just couldn't as he remembered his father's words the last time they talked, the day he was being disowned with his father, the day he came out to the world. "You know I cannot accept your lifestyle son. You disgusted me, there is no Brandon in the history who has that kind of sickness. Plus you're my only son, you should continue our bloodline, not become a gay. But I wouldn't take back the Brandon name and you being as a White Wolf to you as it is your identity. However, I cannot see you as my son anymore, nor I am associated with your solider activities, not if you will be healed. Until then, you are a lone Brandon from now. And you will take your step out of this house and never come

I exclaimed, looking furiously at him, covering my son's sleeping face. Moments later I hear a snarl coming from a cell that was a little bit further in and as I walked towards it I see a wolf growling and hissing at everyone that walked past it. Stopping right in front of it I growled back at her, exposing my yellow eyes, waking up Mason from his nap. My son moved around in my arms, removing the blanket off his face and suddenly the wolf stops snarling and instead she glared at him with the most gentle expression. This must be subject 40, the one Luka told me about. She looked miserable and lonely and suddenly I took pity on her.

By the time the lid of the pot slid open, what came out of the pot was no longer a man but a giant wolf with fiery eyes. "Arise, the wrath of the Idol! No longer shall you be called Ironbath. Today you received a new name: Strength- the iron wolf! The strength of the 16 Idolss courses through your veins. Inside you is the power of the universe itself. You have become unstoppable. Let evil tremble at your terrible power!" the old man said to the giant wolf which stood before him. That day, the boy became more. That day he stopped being human and he received a power beyond what any other man had ever seen. That day he became a werewolf.

His average-looking werewolf father's gaze was fixed on his food, his face etched with disappointment from the earlier events. One thing was certain – he had to address his son, for the curious Melnyk would persist in asking questions until he received satisfactory answers. Frank finally raised his head, looked to his right where his son stood, and said "It's a bit complicated for a boy your age to understand," ending with a smile. Unfortunately, Melnyk was keen on knowing, so he continued pressing his father, asking, "We are werewolves, why don't we use our powers to fight back?" Frank knew the conversation would not end unless he admonished his son.

The boy nodded. - But you don't want to talk to him? - He's an Alpha, and I'm an omega. He will reject me. Why talk? - I'll never reject you - my son Wolf shouts. - I was violated and used. I think I'm pregnant. I'm of no use to you. My son approaches Sam until he is two steps away, kneeling as the boy shrinks on the floor. My son says:

"he doesn't trust me to make wise decisions when it comes to relationships after Ava. So he has been demanding to meet you. I refused coz he wants to meet you so that he can judge you based on Ava.. Which is what I was doing. I didn't want him doing that to you princess. I did that enough already. He was telling me about what I went through and I was telling him that you're not Ava. Which made me realize how much of an asshole I have been this past week.. I've been treating you the exact way my dad has been. Like you did something wrong. So yeah our argument got a bit heated when I realized I was doing that to you too, I took it out on him. But it was my dad. Not some people who are after yo

I said and began to cry. 'They never come out of this, Karen. You are still young, and your parents want you to live a full and fruitful life. You cannot have that with a feral wolf. Please walkway. I hold no grudge towards you." She said, and I shook my head. "Oscar is mine, and I am his. I cannot leave him now. No one can replace him. No one will ever be enough. Please don't tell me to leave. Let me take care of him. Please. I am willing to do this for the rest of my life. If my parent wants grandchildren I will give them kids, Oscar kids, I don't mind being with a feral wolf. He is my Wolf Martha, Oscar is my wolf, and I cannot leave him." I told her, and she began to cry.

A jagged scream erupted from his throat, echoing through the silent trees. “Father?!” the wolf growled, her voice a terrifying blend of Isabella’s fury and the beast’s ancient power as she pawed closer. “What kind of father tries to slaughter his own daughter? You are a bastard. You are a curse on the very name of a father. You do not deserve to be alive. You do not deserve to draw another breath.”

Cole growled back. Peter smiled “You just found me out huh? Yep, I’m a wolf too.” He says to us. “How?” Cole asks. “Well, you see my mother was a wolf she was the daughter of an Alpha of the Red River Pack. My father was a Warlock. When my father was 21 and my mother was 18, they had a love affair resulting in my mother getting pregnant. Her family never approved of my father. They didn’t like the fact that he was a Warlock. We were a happy little family until one day by chance my mother found her true mate. She left my father and I to be with him. My father turned cold and started doing dark magic. He wanted to punish my mother, her mate and her family. He killed all of them.” He ends his s