The Dark Wolf Novels & Stories

Even contacting them was strictly forbidden by Torvar. At the moment, I stuck my ears to hear their discussion, a loud piercing voice startled me, " Alpha Maxim, know your place!" It was Torvar's voice, so powerful and intimidating that the entire floor shook after his voice. There were several reasons that the wolves called him Dark Alpha. One, his wolf form was pitch black, the later was his ruthless character. Ever since, Anya was killed in a mission, his ruthlessness has become terrible. He was a killing machine who took lives for pleasure.

Despite the fact that the werewolf standing in front of me was truly the very focus of a woman's dream in all external signs. The short-sleeved black T-shirt hugged the broad shoulders and the relief of a pile of muscles, awakening quite unambiguous fantasies in my long-suffering brain. Dark hair without any troubles about trends in fashionable haircuts beckoned me to grab it with my fingers and never let go until its owner makes me die of orgasm. “I belong to the alpha of the gray wolf clan!” - blurted out the most brilliant idea of ​​all, which she was capable of, contrary to her own thoughts.

Selene's expression hardened as she prepared to respond, but before she could speak, the growl intensified, shaking the very ground beneath them. "We need to leave! Now!" Jason urged, pulling Emily closer as the crowd began to disperse in panic. But before they could move, a figure emerged from the shadows, blocking their path. The moonlight revealed a massive wolf, larger than any they had ever seen, its eyes glowing like embers. The air thickened with tension, and Emily's heart raced as she recognized the danger that lay ahead. "Stay back!" Selene warned, stepping forward. "This isn't just any wolf. It's a harbinger of the chaos to come!"

Then all of a sudden the doors to the ballroom opened up and in walked the Greyback family. Alpha Arthur and his wife Talia walked in first. Followed by their youngest son Embry and middle child Lydia. Their oldest son Lyall hasn’t been seen or heard from in years. He was a few years older than me and hasn’t been mated yet. He’s known as the Dark Wolf, he’s always been a trouble maker but has gotten worse since he hasn’t found his mate yet. When a wolf doesn’t find their mate over time they become angry and lash out. Their wolf takes more control and it’s hard to keep them calm.

Down below the dark, cloudy sky indicating the coming of a downpour, the trees wavered and the nocturnal birds cried out giving the forest a noisy environment. The whimpers of Rielle was also loud enough as she was being dragged by a shabby looking wolf with it furs a dirty brown color. It was an unusual color. Without being told, Rielle knew who the wolf was. He was a lone wolf. She made the loners in her story have a different, unusual furs, unlike the others. This set them apart from the rest of their park and that makes them an outcast.

She had no idea that he had been recruiting dark wolves. After the war, some packs were destroyed or scattered, which resulted in the development of several groups of renegade wolves who did not obey the council or any other order that was given to them. Whenever rogues were found, the packs would eliminate them and flush them out of the area. Dark wolves were a very powerful group of rogues, they were like a pack, but they didn’t follow the council. Chris had exposed his entire pack to danger when he began recruiting them. The council was not going to let this go without a fight, and he was going to have to face their anger. She was taken aback by the fact that she didn't care; if it weren'

But what was done was done, at this time they could only make sure that something like this wouldn't happen again. But Asher was insistent on taking revenge on behalf of Kira. He didn't even know what enemy they were going to face. Her father had said something about the Dark Wolves, Alex had only heard about them from this store as her grandfather used to tell her when she was a little girl. The Dark Wolves were said to be the first-ever wolf pack to have existed, at that time they coexisted with vampires and Dragons, and they lived peacefully before war broke out. And somehow they had gotten wiped out, just like the Dragons. The Dark Wolves were a lot stronger than the Lycans, it was said

Faith and the wolf stood at the edge of the deep. Faith held onto Killian’s neck, and he stood like a pillar of stone beside her. Together, they pushed a final, crushing wave of energy into the black pool. The Dark Wolf let out one last, tormenting scream as it was completely pulled down into the depths of the earth. The black liquid followed, drained away into a prison so deep that no king or scientist would ever find it again. The Archive went silent.

“The aura reading found traces of ancient dark magic on her remains, but there was no sign of any White Wolf aura anywhere near her body. What’s worse, the magic couldn’t even be identified. It doesn’t exist in any of our pack archives or sacred records. The healers of the shadow ward suspect it may be witchcraft… or some form of forbidden dark sorcery.” Killian’s brow knitted together with every word Ethan spoke. But Ethan wasn't finished. His voice grew heavier, laced with a newfound dread. “But that’s not even the most shocking part. We never knew Maya’s wolf was neither an ordinary she-wolf nor a rogue, as she claimed when we found her in the Dark Forest.” Killian frowned with shock. “Th

Even I couldn't breathe when I saw her wolf form, a wolf with blood-red fur. The whole arena seemed to be frozen for a moment. I couldn't believe my eyes. Perhaps I was mistaken? I rubbed my eyes and blinked many times, but what I saw was still that fiery red wolf. 'Dark?' was The only word that popped into my head right now. Only wolves of the Dark mutant pack have red fur. But that pack was destroyed ten years ago. How could she be a member of Dark? Is she their last descendant? The whole arena suddenly exploded. Everyone was screaming for the red wolf.