Sonic Wolves Novels & Stories

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

It is listening. Behind us, branches snap. One of the werewolves, Dax, and the female mercenary, Liora, are arguing about direction. Therin’s voice joins in, smooth and mocking. Elyra glides ahead, muttering something that might be a spell. The she-wolf, Renna, keeps close to the witch’s shadow, and the older wolf, Corran, trails her protectively. The rest scatter into fog. “Just a tip,” the Herald’s voice booms from nowhere. “The forest feeds on loneliness!”

The wolf's bay carried through the air. Lucas wasted no time running towards the sound. Certain this was it, one of his soldiers found something. His paws hit the snow as he sped forward, gearing himself up for a fight. The baying continued and started moving towards the lodge. Lucas shifted his path knowing the howling wolf decided the best thing was to regroup there. It didn't take long for Lucas to arrive. An all too familiar scent filled the air. The wolf who was howling arrived first, he continued to make the call drawing everyone back.

Ethan remind me and I nod running to go find Roman, but I was too excited to tell him anything, instead of being me, I shifted into my white wolf form now. "Too excited?" daddy Romy asks and I nodded my wolf head yes, barking a couple of times at him. "Go play," he says and I take off and meet up with my friend, we both go out of the house, out toward the backyard and started to play. We're both small wolves, well small compared to the others, and they are around to keep an eye on us, worried that we'd take off too far, or maybe start a war, I was ready to start a war, it'll be fun! They are nanny wolves, or that's what I heard Rory call them before, they are here to make sure we don't cause

The weight in the air stole the words right out of their lungs. Then—crackling. Soft at first. Then growing. A low, eerie hum that crawled across the back of her neck. It was fire. And it was light. And it was alive. They turned. And everything else vanished. There, in the middle of the scorched battlefield, stood two figures so blindingly impossible that the world itself seemed to hold its breath. Two wolves. But not like anything they’d ever seen—not even in dreams. The first—massive, towering, wrapped in fire so pure it bled gold. Every movement of his fur sparked with flame, not chaotic but controlled, deliberate, powerful. His eyes were blue. Deep and endless. Familiar. Burning. Atlas.

He towered above me like a dark mountain with bright red eyes that shone like the stars in the sky. "I want them both dead!" I heard Bazaar yell. Several werewolves protectors and hunters encircled us ready to attack. The blood-eyed werewolf howled and I saw them scattered about like dead leaves by the powerful sound that came from his mouth. My face grimaced in pain at the sound, it was too strong for my ears. My ears felt like they were bleeding. My hand pressed hard against both ears trying to block out the dangerous and deafening sound. "You both will not leave this wall alive," Bazaar and more of his guards aimed their weapons shooting wolfbanes arrows at us.

The smirk on his face was nowhere to be seen and it was replaced with a deep scowl as he glared hard at Kaden. “You all know the rules,” Kaden continued. “Wolfsbane and silver are completely banned in this pack and no one is allowed to own them, use them, or even touch them. Everyone knows how dangerous they are because one small touch can kill a wolf in seconds. It causes instant death and you, the Elders, made the law yourselves.”

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

I struggled trying to calm my angry wolf still groaning in pain, my wolf was about taking control when I heard someone talk. "Keep calm, Storm," I heard Nova's voice calming me completely.

Sonia commands. His brown eyes lock on my uncle for a moment before shaking himself free of shock. He carefully lifts May, who struggles and screams, every breath a battle. I follow them, tears streaming, while my parents stay behind, my mother’s cries echoing through the house. Outside, the entire pack feels it—the absence of an Alpha. Wolves freeze mid-step, eyes wide, heads bowing in respect and mourning. A low, mournful howl rises, swelling as every wolf in the pack joins in. I watch in silence, my chest tightening.