The Black Wolves Novels & Stories

The wolf's jaws opened wide, going straight for my throat. Then something black and massive slammed into it from the side. Another wolf. Even bigger than the rogues. Its fur was pure black and its eyes glowed silver in the dim light. The black wolf tore into the rogue with vicious efficiency. The rogue didn't stand a chance. Within seconds, it lay dead on the ground. The other two rogues turned on the black wolf. They attacked together, trying to overpower it with numbers. But the black wolf moved like nothing I'd ever seen. Fast. Deadly. Beautiful in a terrible way. It dodged their attacks and struck back with precision. One rogue went down with its throat torn out. The last one tried to ru

I asked again. “I’m you.” The voice said. “I’m your wolf. I’m Nyx.” My wolf is a massive black wolf? And I don’t mean just the fur. Her eyes are completely black, the pads of her paws are black, her claws are black. Even her teeth are black. Not from decay either. She is the most solid black wolf I have ever seen. She is more massive and blacker than Aiden’s wolf. This doesn’t make any sense; I’m not an alpha. I thought only alphas got black wolves. “Nyx? How did you get in these chains? How long have you been here?”

From the northern pass, a sea of darkness emerged. Two hundred warriors dressed in matte-black armor marched into the valley. These weren't the ragtag outcasts I had sheltered. These were the Black Wolves—the most feared, disciplined, and lethal army in the Rogue Lands. They moved with the terrifying precision of a single predator. As they reached the center of the valley, they stopped. Two hundred eyes were fixed on me. The whole army dropped to their knees, heads bowed in complete submission. "The Black Wolf Pack is ready for you, my Queen," the lead commander yelled, his voice bouncing off the stone walls.

Could I handle someone like him with that brooding, domineering presence? “Don’t move.” I instinctively held my breath as he suddenly leaned closer. “We wolves only choose one mate in a lifetime. It’s a bond of life and death. I will etch you into my memory so I never forget you.” “In that case, you should take it seriously.” With that, I pinned him down onto the bed. As expected of the black wolf lineage. They were all extremely strong and well-built. The sensation was exhilarating. “W-What are you doing?”

Warning: Mature content 18+ At the Blackmoon pack, a pack of rogues attacked which caused an alarm, women and children were taken to the Pack's safe house except the female warriors who stood out to fight. A black and huge wolf erupted in the air and barged into the battlefield tearing and breaking a few rogues necks, there was blood everywhere but it didn't seem to faze the black wolf, he plunged into three wolves taking a huge chunk of flesh from their necks and leaving their bodies lifeless on the floor.

They radiated an immense power, so it wasn’t hard to tell that these 3 large black wolves were Alphas. One of the rogues that I was fighting moved slightly, faced me, took advantage of the fact that I was distracted, and grabbed one of my front paws, applying pressure until I heard a loud crack. It only took a moment for a sharp and intense pain to run from the break throughout my body, making me drop to the ground. I can’t stop the whimpers that escape from my throat as I try to get back to my feet so I can get away from him. My whimpers seemed to bring everyone back to reality. The 3 black wolves growl low and joined in the fighting. Once they got involved, it didn’t take them long to kill

“A Blessed Wolf is going to appear, In a powerful pack in the mountains, Mate to a fearless but loved leader, She will reunite the lost wolves, And bring peace and unity to our people.” And so, we fast forward to the battle that we merely survived before gaining our rogue status. The ones who had sold their soul to the devil incarnate called Alpha Markus, attacked their own when he gave the order.

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

To take that first step into an existence different from anything she'd ever known. She was alone for the moment with no one to tell her she was crazy, so she concentrated very hard. Mike? Is that you? Holy god! It was just like the book said. Black and white wolves retained the ability of human thought. Was that what allowed them to communicate telepathically? You heard me? Damn! It really works. What works? That shifters can communicate with humans chosen as their mates. Jamie nearly dropped the bowl. Mates? Did he say mates?

Was he as cold and rude as Greyson was? He's the same. Greyson is an alpha. Alphas wolves are...well, themselves. So...Greyson's wolf is...Greyson? Yeah. When a werewolf is born, they will either unite with their wolves and create one being...thus becoming an alpha, or they will create two personalities. Most werewolves fall into that category. Huh. So...if I hadn't blocked you as much as I did, we might've been an alpha? Maybe. There's no way of knowing now.