Spell Wolf Novels & Stories

Chloe assumed that the wolf simply wanted out of her cage but this wasn’t the time for it. I won’t let you take control. Chloe warned the creature. My friends need me! The she-wolf let out a frustrated huff but it wasn’t because Chloe wouldn’t concede her control to her. It a took a moment for the blonde to realise that the wolf was trying to get her to pay attention to something tucked away in her mind. It was like a pulsing light hidden under layers of fog and shadows. The more Chloe focused on it, the clearer and brighter it became until it burst free of the murky depths of her soul and engulfed her mind.

She let herself down and allowed the spirit to go into her. She groaned as she changed Into a huge wolf, the size of a lion. It was strange, for a newly formed wolf to be as big as she was. Something was behind it and the answer wasn't far-fetched. She was a mixed breed... Daughter of a werewolf and a witch. She's a were a witch. A rare breed, born once in a century.

It wasn't mine either. “She’s been spelled,” the voice said. I stiffened. It was the eclipse wolf. “She's trapped,” he added, louder this time. I clenched my jaw, still holding on to my mate as she began to heat up. I was terrified now. Terrified that whatever was happening to her would affect our child. "What kind of spell?" I whispered, not sure if I was asking the Eclipse Wolf or myself. “A puppet spell. Something meant to quench her spirit and subdue her willpower.”

"I had a talk with my wolf and we both agreed that knowing will only endanger all of us so we made a pack. He would suppress what I knew in exchange for his freedom every night while I was asleep." "How is that possible?" "These wolves were friends of Elaine. She has cast the spell under the condition where the wolves can go out whenever they please while we were asleep. It's an Astro project ability where their spirit can only escape from the body and go anywhere they wish to be." "When did you find out about it then?" Christina asks. "Today," I answered. "During Sam's heat, our wolves were the most affected and out of control enough that the spell was weakened." "How?" I look at the woman

sink in and take root in everyone's mind before she continued; "Their wolf." Another pause. Murmurs. Silence. The witch continued; "In return for this spell to be casted on whoever it is needed for, the person who goes to the witch will have to lose their wolf." "So you're saying if someone here really casted such a spell, they probably don't have their wolf anymore?" "Yes" I turned to my little audience and stood to my feet. As I did, slowly walking down the podium and to the leveled ground of the throne room where they were all standing. I stopped when I got to where Ilvira was huddled on the floor. She cowered under my gaze when she looked up at me. "So there is a big possibility that my

, and no one could tell him what to do, which meant he got away with everything. On my 13th birthday, everyone from the pack hosted a party for me to come into my wolf spirit. I was dressed pretty in a purple skirt and a white shirt, with my favorite black flip-flops. Mom curled my hair pretty. A way to know someone has come into their spirit is if their eyes glow. This is something that would only happen once to a wolf, and only on their 13th birthday, just to signify the connection between their wolves. Their eyes would glow all day. Afterward, their eyes would only turn black when their wolf is in control of their bodies. The Alpha\'s eyes would glow bright red. A beta\'s eyes will glow a

Look here," Chris pointed, pulling another ad, his voice a mix of fear and urgency, his finger tracing the screen. "This person is talking about how to use the spell they call 'the destroyer' more effectively. They say it can take out whole lines of advancing wolves." All the kids shuddered visibly, their fear a palpable presence in the room. The pack was watching Roel's wound heal with trepidation, their concern evident. They had never seen anything like what happened to him. The wolves never healed that slowly, his injury a stark reminder of the danger they faced.

“What does it say?” “It says the hybrid wolf, who is also a healer, can use spells to heal. This protects the hybrid wolf, allowing them to use special abilities to further enhance their talents,” I say excited. “So how do you know what the spell is?” Jackson asks logically. I feel my balloon deflate a little, “That I do not know. But at least I have a starting point. Maybe we have a history book on spell casting?” I ask hopefully.

*** “Del-the-fucking-Spell.” Mary muttered as she stared at Deloris with recognition. Almost every upper-level warlock knew about the warlock whose expertise, when it came to spells, was legendary. Over a century ago, she’d fallen in love with a wolf and caused a massive uproar between her clan and the werewolves. There had been a fierce battle that had resulted in the death of the wolf that Del-the-Spell was in love with. Del had disappeared, never to be heard of again. “I see you’re still running with fleabags.”

As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.