Strong Female Wolf Names Novels & Stories

“Her wolf’s name is Zenobia.” “What a name.” Kane just grins and claps Glenn on the shoulder. “And she’s healthy? Strong?” “Yes. A black wolf.” Glenn’s chest puffs out with pride. “Huge. Almost as big as Suri.” Kane whistles through his teeth. “Well done, man.” “What does that mean?” I ask. “She’s a Beta. One of the strongest she-wolves in existence. Stronger than our warriors and Gammas.” “Oh…but then that means she has to start warrior training.”

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Another wail escapes me. And something takes over, something primal. Of course, I’ve known I have a wolf inside. Even before I was old enough to fully understand who I was and what I would be one day, I named her. Rhia. There was a woman my mother knew, a neighbor, and she was the strongest, most beautiful woman I’d ever met. Tall and muscular in a feminine way, her long, brown hair nearly reached her thighs. Her presence was empowering. I thought that if I named my wolf after her, that she would be strong and powerful too... and beautiful.

- Ma-a-rta-a, well, explain. - Alina meant that Maxim could not, mmm, ... let's say, meet with every woman. Men have a sharper sense of smell than we do. And the stronger the wolf, the more difficult it is for a man to find a woman. Sometimes strong werewolves get nausea, headaches, if due to circumstances they are forced to communicate for a long time with unsuitable smelling women. And the alpha wolf is even harder without a woman. - Why? - It is necessary to throw off excess force.

There’s a tickle in the back of my mind, some recognition, but I push it aside as we encounter our first grouping of rogues. I see their eyes widen in fear and surprise, getting a good look at the three unexpected alphas who have entered the fight. I hear Charlie and Alex’s wolves, Bia and Durga, snicker and chuff in amusement before letting out a loud, intimidating growl. They both like to announce their arrival like that; their excessive supernatural strength gives them unyielding over-confidence in violent situations. Both their wolves being named from Goddesses of strength, fill with the glee of battle as they let loose their incredible powers.

Bridge shook her head in disbelief. “Do you think they know she’s here?” Chase asked Jack. He shook his head. “Not yet. But they will. They’ll smell her. Eventually.” If there was one thing about a Nachtwolf, they could always smell a reifes blut. The fact that she was also a Schicht. As if she was reading his mind, Bridget asked, “What was her mom’s maiden name? Was it one we should be familiar with?” Jack nodded. “Yeah, I’d say so. Her name was Chelsea Schicht.”

As if he didn't want to go further, Then, he added, tilting his head sideways, “With another wolf. Clearly, Kanesha's wolf is not as strong as it seems,” I waited for an outburst from Gamma Vincent. But all I got was a simple shrug. “I never thought she had the strongest wolf. Maybe the most confident, I give Kira that,” Kira. That was the name of her wolf? The names registered in my thoughts. “Take Riona to the pack house, I'll be with you shortly,” “I caused this, I want to be there,” I insisted. Alpha Theron's brows drew in. “So, you'd escalate things beyond repair?” He spat.

She seemed to show great interest in my ability to see the future. “What did you say your wolf’s name was again?” She asked. I wasn’t sure why that was relevant but I answered, “Emerald.” “Hmm…” Alpha Everly muses. “It seems our wolves are sisters.” I tilt my head to the side. What could that mean? Everly’s POV

She flinched and looked away, “My wolf’s name is Demi.” It was kind of personal to share that with someone. A mark of actually becoming pack. Alyssa seemed happy that Emoni felt comfortable enough to tell us that. “Demi is a great name. My wolf’s name is Alyssa.” Emoni looked at me and smiled, “That’s a nice name too.” Alyssa preened and I smiled, “You know… pretty soon we’ll have a mind-link.” Her eyes widened, “You… would share that with me?”

“The two of us will not work. We are too different, okay?” She sighed, moving to sit down by the bed. I stayed standing, watching her as she tried to find the words to say. Finally, she did, “Let us get one thing straight, Donald. I,” she pointed to herself, “…am a Rogue wolf. And not just any Rogue. My name is known all over the country. And you,” she then pointed to me, still speaking. “You are an Alpha of one of the biggest packs in