The Lone Wolf Novels & Stories

The moon is out and full tonight, putting us all on edge. "We need to do something about these packs. They are getting out of control. If we don't stop them, they may start to encroach onto the human's territory. If they do that, we are all dead, and the humans will be screwed as far as safety goes." This wolf, the one who spoke up has a story of his own, one that tells me he came from a pack similar to mine. "Not all the packs are shit, some are nice, they just are scared to let in a loner, for fear that they will actually be a spy from the others."

His love for Violet remained steadfast, but he feared the consequences of what lay hidden beneath her guarded facade. In the midst of the ruins, a figure emerged from the shadows—a lone wolf with eyes filled with malice and a voice dripping with venom. It was Alessandro, the notorious lone wolf whose past actions had cast a long shadow over Violet's life. He had tracked them down, driven by a desire for revenge and an insatiable hunger for power.

As I remained quiet, she asked in a low voice, "Do you know what type of wolf is the most endangered, Delilah?" I answered with a frown, "Umm, Omega?" She clicked her tongue and informed me, "Nah, it's the Lone wolf who remains an easy target for the predators." My heart picked a beat at that. It was true though. Lone wolves were easy prey as they were not protected by any pack. Plus, joining the pack strengthens our ability and ensures our safety. The higher the rank of your pack, the higher the status you own. Akira tried to convince me, "Besides, we are the Healer and we obviously can't hide it forever from the world."

“We should just kill him. It’s cleaner.” The world narrowed to the cold weight of the fork in Nate’s hand and the icy dread solidifying in his veins. “Kill me?” The words came out strangled. “You can’t just… kill me. I don’t even know what’s going on, except you people keep telling me I’m a goddamn wolf!” Felix leaned against the counter, arms crossed. “You don’t get it. Lone wolves without a pack don’t last. They break. They go feral.” He shrugged, a cold, casual gesture. “And when that happens…”

"And I hate sleeping alone now." I turned to face him, snuggling into his warmth. My bed was smaller than his, forcing us into an intimacy that made my heart race. "What did you do all day?" I asked, tracing the line of his collarbone through his shirt. "Pack business," he sighed, closing his eyes. "We had a sighting. A Rogue." "Rogue?" The word sent a shiver down my spine. "A wolf without a pack," he explained, his voice thick with exhaustion. "They go feral. The isolation drives them mad. They attack packs, hurt people. They’re dangerous, Luna."

Here I was screaming at the guards who mentioned that a lone wolf was found lurking around the forest to the northwest of the kingdom at the south of Minburn where mostly everyone let out their wolves, THREE DAYS AGO, they decide to tell me this now. Any lone wolf in North America is part of Azzrail's pack. It's not safe at all for a couple of teens, who are unprotected running when there is a lone wolf around. We still haven't come to the conclusion of why a lone wolf can never control its thirst. Which makes it even harder

, she says immediately blocking the mind link between us what the fuck, my goodness I can't believe this is lone's wolf ,wow he's adorable with large size ,wow lone's wolf sure looks like him in person . She keeps wilding around with lone's wolf running down the water fall,chasing each other around , licking each others faces ,how embarrassing can this get ,this is getting annoying already my wolf dives into the stream at the bottom of the water fall along side the large grey wolf ,and lone's wolf is not even taking a break from trying to sniff my wolfs butt ,while she kicks him away as they keep chasing each other around. ************************************

A pack that strived for the protection of it's Omegas. "Oh, I'm sorry. Why? If you don't mind me asking." He said, sounding really sincere. Why didn't I believe that he is sincere? I questioned myself before shaking the thought off of my head. "Well, you see Greg is a lone wolf." A lone wolf was a wolf who didn't have a mate. They were not destined to have a mate. in the most cases, they were mates that were mismatched by time meaning one mate either died or wouldn't be born for a couple of generations to come.

"Alpha sorry to disturb you but I've just had a link of Wilson, they've just had a wolf turn up at the borders, he looks like he's been beaten pretty bad and he's asked for you." "Who is he?" "It's Jacoby, Alpha." WHAT THE FUCK?

When Carlos reached for my arm, I had to force down the growl that bubbled up from within me. My wolf and I had always been uniquely connected and I dominated her with no trouble. That fact had allowed me to live as a lone wolf without a pack and not suffer the normal issues most solo wolfs faced. It was a known fact that lone wolfs often went mad without the comfort, protection, and companionship of a pack.