The Broken Wolf Novels & Stories

Her grip on Melanie’s left hand tightened even more, until the sound of something snapping could be heard. Melanie’s friends were immediately shocked by the sight. They never expected that the girl they’d bullied earlier that day—simply because she’d been approached by Albert, Melanie’s boyfriend—could break Melanie’s wrist so easily. It was a stark contrast to the girl’s reaction earlier that day, when she’d only been able to tremble in fear and cry.

The profound and natural detachment emanating from me filled him with a bone-chilling fear. "You can't. You also can't win back the deep-rooted trust I once had in you. Everything you're doing now is like a willful pup. You're trying to piece together a broken bond—that's not possible. "From now on, we shouldn't meet ever again." With that, I stepped forward and walked past him. In that moment, I felt my wolf instincts awakening. I threw myself completely into the peacekeeping work at the frontier. Every battle here, every confrontation, stirred the hidden power within me.

It seemed as though the world had twisted itself around me, trapping me in this nightmare that I couldn't escape. Being an omega had never felt like a blessing, but here, in this twisted reality with Colton, it felt like nothing but a curse. A fate that had bound me to a world of suffering, pain, and degradation. I hated being omega—hated the helplessness that came with it, hated how it made me vulnerable to the whims of cruel men who saw me as nothing more than a possession. A toy to play with, a thing to use, that’s all I had ever been to anyone who crossed my path.

“You’re marked with a curse too, sweetheart. Your wolf’s the only thing that can counter that curse. It’s vital you get your wolf back or else we have to find a cure to wolf’s disease fast.” I swallowed the lump in my throat. Maybe we would find answers to who cursed me in Broken Creek pack. It would be one hell of a return.

Warren's wolf had woken, but to pin the drying of the spring on me, and to silence the pack's talk, Alpha Kane brought in a doctor to examine Warren's wolf spirit. After a long examination, the doctor spoke the truth in front of the entire Moonwatch Pack. "Warren's wolf spirit is broken. Before, yes, it was masked by dark magic. But five years of steady dosing let the magic seep into the marrow. Combined with the drying of the spring and the backlash of deceiving the Moon Goddess, and the magic has fully erupted. The damage now is real." Those words shattered every last one of Warren's schemes. And they broke Alpha Kane's final illusion.

Her grief was his grief. And somewhere beneath all that pain, her wolf stirred weakly, causing his to howl, it surged, and his heart restarted. His claws found purchase on the riverbed, and he dragged himself onto the ice, gasping and bleeding. She was alive, but she was dying from the slow decay of a rejected bond. Her wolf was consuming itself, eating its own magic to keep her heart beating and she probably didn't even know. She had maybe a year, maybe less. He'd done this, he'd broken her. And the guilt was as fresh as it had been since the ritual that evening.

"I didn't know she was there. I thought I was broken." You are not broken, the wolf said, loud enough that I suspected we could all hear it through our bonds now. You are powerful. You are Spirit Wolf. You are mine. Then the silver flooded back into Aria's eyes as the wolf took control again with more force than before. "Enough talking. I need to move, to run, to feel my body after years of stillness."

I could hear the sickening crack of his ribs. I scrambled backward, as they all moved slowly towards me. Then the largest of them all stalked forward, saliva dripping from its muzzle. Its red eyes locked onto me. I tried to shift, but I couldn’t. My wolf was too weak, she was broken by years of abuse, and malnutrition. The largest wolf tensed to spring.

After all, he had received a call from Noir himself, the Black Wolf. The Black Wolf was the captain of the Shadow Wolves, the elite squad directly under the Wolf King. Even if it was no one important, the only person that someone as influential as the Black Wolf respected was not someone that Adam could afford to offend. Andrius said, “You’re done? I heard him saying someone was dragged by a truck for a few kilometers. Did it happen?” Densel was stupid enough to mention it in front of Andrius which was suicidal for him.

I turned to face Kyle with a furious gaze. "Look Ash, it's not what you think, I promise I will never cheat on you again... " I grabbed his shoulder with my hands and forced him to his knees. I was fighting my wolf and trying to suppress her from coming to the surface, but her cage was broken after a few minutes and I gave in to her. She forced Kyle to his knees eyes flaring red and anger burning through her. We glared at him before bending down and sinking our teeth into his neck.