The Last Spirit Wolf Novels & Stories

He took a long and hard look at all three of the wolves and then it hit him. “What spirt user are the three of you because I can't tell, your emotions and attitudes are all over the place?” Jake demanded more then he questioned. The three wolves looked back and forth at each other like they were deciding whether it was a good idea to tell Jake or not and after a few moments went by they finally said something. Connor went first. “Well I was born as a fire spirit, but I also learned earth, I didn't bother to learn water because there is no way that I could ever go with the flow. It’s way too hard to be nice to little human brats like you so why even try.”

He has waited and longed for a mate for so long that he would do anything to keep her here with us. “ Until I walked into that cell this morning, I had no idea that you were my mate.” I told her. Wolf spirits are eternal beings that live over many lifetimes and when one wolf charge dies whether from just growing old or killed, the spirit returns to the Moon Goddess just to be reborn again. The new wolf does not have the spirit's memories but the wolf spirit retains all of the memories from his different lives spent. “Morgan” and I have had many long conversations about how his last wolf lost his fated mate to murder. He sought revenge for her death but would never allow himself to find a sec

Jonathan hissed and took several steps back, his burned face twisting into something even uglier, and the witches’ chanting faltered for just a second before Miriam screamed at them to keep going. Arden’s feral form was still charging straight at them and Luca was already moving to intercept because he couldn’t let that thing get to Lily, except Arden didn’t attack. He threw his head back and roared, and a new figure emerged. It was massive and golden and made entirely of light, this spirit wolf that separated from Arden’s flesh like a soul pulling free. Arden’s body collapse and go still while the spirit beast opened eyes that burned like fire. “What the hell is that?” one of Samuel’s wolve

"The spirit of the wolf has brought us here for a reason." The clan gathered around the altar, their hearts pounding with anticipation. As they stood in silence, the spirit of the wolf appeared before them, a majestic, ethereal form that radiated strength and wisdom. Its eyes glowed with an otherworldly light, and its presence filled them with a profound sense of peace. "You have come far, brave warriors," the spirit said, its voice echoing in their minds. "Your journey has tested your resolve and your unity. Now, you must face the final trials and unlock the true power within you."

Members of the pack hurried to follow my command, forming a line behind me as more corpses dragged themselves from their graves, drawn by some sinister call. The battlefield was one of chaos and despair, but I refused to succumb to it. My hands shook not from fear but from the surging power that crackled beneath my skin. There were many resurrected, but I was the Spirit Wolf, and my light would guide us through this storm. "Cole, Casper, Carlson, form a barrier with the others," I ordered, my voice steady and sure. "Keep them away from the non-fighters. They need time to evacuate."

One of them asked, and Sam answered. " The spirit wolves in my pack are small in number. The rest of the pack consist of Apex werewolves and werewolves like yourself. The spirit wolf pack has only four bloodlines. The Alpha, Beta, Gamma and Delta. I am the only golden wolf and Alpha of my generation. There are 16 silver wolves and they make up the Beta bloodline. There are 12 silver-bronze wolves and they make up the Gamma bloodline. There are 18 bronze wolves and they make up the Delta bloodline. That is the total number of spirit wolves that exist. You need not worry because you won't get bullied, beaten or killed if you do not disrespect them." she advised with a smile, knowing that my pa

she asked, hoping she didn’t sound crazy to him. “I mean, it is too late to ask that now. You already started” Alexander said to her with a smile. “Well, I guess you are right. Back to my story, they were the protectors of this kingdom. As I said, they were not normal wolves. They were burning wolves, the best of their kind. The last ones to exist. They were killed, burnt alive in their house” she said to him. “How do you kill a burning wolf by burning them alive?” Alexander asked, confused.

It was the last piece of Grandmama we still had. His fingers stopped. “I found it.” He looked down at the page for several seconds before quietly reading aloud. “When the Last White Wolf carries twins, the balance that has stood for generations will break. Those who have slept will awaken. To protect what is coming, a sacrifice will be demanded. And one shall never stand without the other.” The breeze seemed to disappear. The words settled over us with a weight I couldn’t explain. Finally, I looked away from the journal and back toward the lake. “What do you think it means?”

Simon and Bel were the last to arrive, both looking tired from the journey and having taken care of Ash Walker in our absence. I didn't miss it as Jade shot Simon a look of longing that was returned. I was starting to wonder what was going on between the two of them. Gerwulf cleared his throat and everybody grew silent giving him full attention. "Thank you all for coming. I appreciate all the help you've given me over the past few years. Without you Ash Walker would've never come into fruition," a tinge of sadness weaved into his authoritative tone," as promised we will be dividing the territories and letting pack members choose where they want to go. I know both the vamps and wolves have di

She shrugged, "I've read romance novels with Werewolves in them but never imagined that they were real. I mean, according to the stuff I've read, you are supposed to live in a pack and do training and patrol the forest." "Yeah, don't read too much into that Saffy, I do have a pack, and I am the Alpha, but it's an odd sort of pack, mainly because I'm the last wolf in the country." "Oh, you poor thing, you must be very lonely?" "Sometimes, but I have lots of friends who keep me busy." Jack bit his lip. There was no way he could spring on her that she was a part wolf too. Just getting to grips with what she knew at the moment was enough for her without turning her completely crackers.