The Guardian Wolf Novels & Stories

His wolf was named Xavier and he was quick to anger, but never cruel. Clayton is my best friend and that’s why when we had enough members he made me his beta. Our numbers were big enough that a beta was essential. Although we aren’t big enough to warrant a gamma just yet we are having new people join all the time and our family just continues to grow.

She smiled softly at me. "I think I should stop playing with you. Well I'm Meera by name. I'm your chosen guardian not your proposed wolf,"she said, and I nodded my head gently. What does she mean? Chosen guardian? Maybe she is going to shade more light to the darkness in my life. I have been feeling strange things in my life. "Guardian? What do you mean?"I asked with a confused look on my face. "Yes I'm your guardian. I came to guide you till you feel your wolf,"she said, and I arched a brow. What did she mean? Guide me till I get my wolf? Is she saying that I actually have a wolf?

They knew that it was not good. “You really want to know, huh?” Max stood up and faced her grandfather who did not move a muscle of flinch. “Yes.” “Quentin, I really think this is not the time..” “I will tell you.” It was mid day and the sun was blazing hot. But Max’s blue flame seemed to grew even brighter, even bigger. And in it, face of a guardian wolf appeared. “I have her, Hera, my guardian wolf.” Quentin, Betty and the more or less ten people left in the arena were blinded by the light and feared it as well. They all knew the story of the guardian wolves.

Leon and Dom where stood in together with their bloodied hands touching. “Kill them all.” I heard Hunter scream as he seemed to writhe on the ground in pain. I watched at the rogues across the small field all shifted at once and charged towards us. Seconds later, Leon's men shifted and moved like a finely tuned unit. My view sudden was obscured and I looked to see a beautiful golden wolf standing in front of me, growling. “Shannon?” I whispered, and the wolf turned and gave a small bow of her head. Her wolf was enchanting and the way her fur moved reminded me of swirling liquid gold.

"You, Jette, are the highest form of the wolf—a guardian chosen by destiny to safeguard the wisdom contained within the old leather-covered book." The revelation hung in the air, the weight of destiny settling on Jette's shoulders. As the Guardian, her role transcended the boundaries of the ordinary, connecting her to a lineage that stretched back through time. The individuals surrounding her were not mere wolves; they were stewards of a legacy that now rested upon her. With a ceremonial gesture, the leader presented a pendant—a symbol of the ancient pact that bound them together. Jette, accepting the pendant, felt a surge of energy coursing through her. It was a recognition—a covenant betwe

Instantly, Jeremy’s protective instincts took over. “Shit.” Jeremy shifted and sprinted after her, running as fast as his four legs could carry him. She was fast, but he gained on her quickly. She dodged left, then right, trying to throw him off her trail. Had he been any other wolf, she might have outmaneuvered him. But he wasn’t just any wolf. He was Jeremy Lennon, high commander of the Grey Wolf armies, and he’d made it his life’s work to be outplayed by no one.

It had to be the mention of his father. Catherine continued. “The guardian wolves were the protector of the red wolves. They were built to be the most powerful and strongest of all wolves. They were more powerful than any Alpha. During the time of the red wolves, there were around 100 guardian wolves. Typically, about ten guardian wolves protected each red wolf. Before they started killing off the red wolves, they started killing off the guardian wolves. By the time the last red wolf was killed, only about five guardian wolves remained alive.” Catherine looked over at Callan, taking a deep breath before she continued.

His words gave the entire room a deadly feel. “I-” ”What rank do you belong to?” Zoey asked. “I… I…” ”Answer me!” Her heart felt a jolt and Zara’s eyes couldn’t help but widen. Zoey’s order was like a roar, if that was a thing. It was loud and demanding. It made Andrea shiver. Zaramanni felt a little uneasy as well. “Guardian," came that trembling response. "I am a guardian wolf." ”From which pack?” “Verano Pack.”

Then Cora looks over at Amelia and Maven and says, “As you know, you were left with your parents. Without your sister around, the poison killed your mother. Amelia, you are very lucky it didn’t kill you too.” Maven takes Amelia’s hand as Cora takes a breath and says, “Now, for the big question, what is a guardian wolf? A guardian wolf is meant to be on the white wolf’s side. The white wolf is a spectacular being indeed. It’s capable of so much healing that it’s indescribable. But the white wolf is also small and not able to defend itself very well. The guardian wolf is normally the white wolf’s sibling, but sometimes it could be a cousin or something, but it’s

“Because Athena’s wolf was a guardian. Which means the chances of your daughter being one were slim. They are the rarest of the rare when it comes to wolves. For your pup to be a guardian, and one that can shift before the age of eighteen at that means she is the most powerful by far. It also means her wolf was Athena’s wolf. There’s a good chance she may still retain some of those memories. Over the years they fade away, but she only just died so they wouldn’t have had time to fade. That alone can cause problems. Your pup will have all these memories and not know what they are. They could destroy her mentally if she doesn’t learn to deal with them.” “I didn’t know.” “How could you know. It