Sonic Wolves Novels & Stories

"Second, the 'Flash-Freeze.' It’s a concentrated version of the stabilizer you’ve been stealing. When inhaled, it triggers a hyper-calcification of the marrow. Its 'locks' their shift. If they're mid-transformation, they stay that way, fragile, brittle, and incapable of using their strength." "And third, the Sonic Disruptor. Their hearing is 20% more sensitive than a natural wolf’s, as your friends had demonstrated at the arena, but much more lethal. This device emits a frequency that resonates with the kinetic redirection plating in their bones. It creates a feedback loop. To them, it feels like their own skeleton is trying to vibrate itself into powder." My father reached under the desk an

“Wolves developed the Howl Array—a sonic weapon that destabilized vampire neural networks. It caused disorientation, memory loss, even seizures. The vampires responded by creating suppression serums that disrupted bonding hormones and short-circuited Alpha scent recognition. It broke mating cycles. It unhinged heat. Entire wolf units lost their cohesion. And still, it escalated.” “Cities that were supposed to be neutral became test zones,” he said. “Places like Caztan and Thorne Valley. They used civilians as cover. Entire clans disappeared, either slaughtered or consumed in retaliatory strikes. And by the time the elders from both sides tried to call for peace, the infrastructure was alread

I spoke with a flat tone and watched the colour drain from his face and fear take over. “Kill him.” He shouted as he shifted into a muddy coloured brown wolf. One that was no match for my own. I ran straight for him, shifting mid air into Khaos' huge black wolf. One of the other wolves came at me from the side as Jack went in for my throat. Both were nothing, as I kicked my back legs out at the unknown rogue and heard the snapping of bones as I shattered his jaw. Followed by his yelp of pain. Jack, seeing that he wasn't going to get my throat veered left and jumped onto my back, sinking his teeth into my shoulder.

I lay on the gas, make a couple jumps and I’m close enough. I raise the gun back up and line up my sights when I see something beyond the rogue. It’s a territory marker. Shit. We’ve reached the pack lands. I can’t risk the shot now. My only hope is to keep chasing him in case he turns back and gives me another chance. Maybe I can turn him around if I get a good enough angle on him. I’d be screwed if one of my shots ended up hitting one of the pack wolves. Normal tranquilizers won’t do anything but these are special. Made specifically to knock out the wolf side and put the human side to sleep. No wolf means no extra strength, speed, or increased healing capabilities. Much easier to work with

"It's the grimoire of my people." He narrowed his ice-blue eyes. "so, you're an Arctic Wolf." It was more of a statement than a question. "Yes," I replied, folding my arms across my chest. "Who are you?" "I'm Rolf, Alpha of The Winterborn Pack." His lips curled into a smile as he liftedhis eyebrows. "May I come in?" "Yes, of course." But I didn't budge from behind the counter. "Do Elias and Xander know you're here?"

It was a perfect combination. "My pleasure," I purred with contempt as I eyed my prey. The prisoner's head hung low, his malnourished body unable to withstand the poison that even the smell of his urine couldn't hide. Wolf's bane and liquid silver in low doses did wonders to subdue a wolf. Their beast would be put to sleep, and they would lose any connection they had to their pack... if they had one.

We were a pack of wolves, and we were fighting like one, complete unity. I was waiting on Jake to give the order and not two seconds later he raised his muzzle to the sky and howled with a mighty sound. The call of our Alpha, it went marrow deep with a rich baritone and we all leaped forward to maim and kill. Mayhem erupted around my ears as they lay flat on my head from running towards the wall of shields. One leap over them, trying to not get hurt by a spear while jumping, was enough to land myself in the middle of their formations. I took a soldier down with me, clawing away at his neck while escaping from the swords they swung around, trying to harm the wolves that had sprung at them.

’ ‘It’s –‘ She stopped and the wolf ahead, sensing our presence, stopped too and then it turned its head and I took a proper look at it. The first wolf I had seen had been my father, a huge black wolf that could not have been real but this one seemed even more unreal. Midnight black fur that glistened even in the grayish day, sharp golden eyes and almost twice the size of my father, such a wolf was staring at me. Then it started to walk my way and I fought the urge to run off. Its presence pressed down on me and Grace hissed. ‘What the hell is he doing filling this place with his scent?’

This was their pack's fight. The sound of falling rocks startled several of the wolves. One was hit by a rock that suddenly came flying at him from the mouth of the cave. There was a yelp of pain when it hit him in the leg. They all moved as far from the cave as they thought wise and stared, ready to fight. Snarls and growls were heard from all sides as they saw the human Paul emerge.

Cindy's voice sounded like it was miles away, drowned out by the constant, deafening roar of the security sirens. "Don't... don't look at me!" I gasped, my chest heaving as I tried to find enough air to keep my lungs from collapsing under the weight. "The wolves... Ari, keep them off Caleb!" The water was already up to my ankles. It was freezing cold, smelling of old iron and sewer sludge. The pipe in the corner of the ceiling had split open under the pressure of the alarm system, spraying a heavy, blinding mist over the entire room. Above us, the hanging Synthetic wolves were dropping from their hooks. They landed with a heavy, mechanical clatter, their titanium limbs locking into place as