The Millennium Wolves Series Novels & Stories

Mom, Dad she called out slowly to them moving close in their direction. By the time she found them they had already transformed into werewolves it's wasn't easy, controlling them as wolves, to make them go under the basement, she tried all she could but failed then she said to them, "I don't care how aggressive you are towards me, you know you can't hurt me because I am also a young wolf, just like you are a werewolf from one pack, I can control you, as been a young she-wolf, I will do anything to make sure you don't cause any harm to others."

He looked curiously at me. "As ready as I'm ever going to be." I mused. My warriors murmured in the background as I focused on making my way towards the heart of the territory. I felt Alastor's eyes prying into the side of my head. I knew he was trying to figure out what had happened before he arrived. Three wolves appeared on the road. A molasses color wolf, a pale ginger wolf with a white underbelly, and a gray wolf with black accents. The molasses wolf growled and stepped in front of the other wolves. This must be the baby beta.

Anaki had always wanted to hear about Moon and Kurgi's 'sin against nature' for a long time. "You and Rex's beta would get along just fine with the braicell between the two of you.!" Kit chuckled, making Rex smile, thinking of him. "Only 3 wolves in Creation have dared to go against Nature, committing the most forbidden law, 'Wolves are born...not turned'. The first wolf to do this was Winter Wolf, I was the second, and Rex you were the last, but you certainly won't be the last." Moon recalled Anatashi's words from this morning.

"Do you perhaps remember that conversation we had about Noelle—" "Of course! How could I forget? The episode where she told Hendris that she would rather fuck herself because she cannot deal with an egotistical, misogynistic man who thinks a little to nothing...and she was a nun, can you believe that!" "Yes, what else stood out about that episode?" Michael asked me, and I bit my cheek, trying to remember anything significant about that episode. "Something to do about stages?" "Oh! The eye colour theory!" I snapped my fingers. "Purple is the First Generational Wolves, the strongest of all five. Jasper are second, Teal are third, white is the fourth but are extinct and blue is hybrids," I reci

***TRIGGER WARNING: Up until now, this story has been fairly tame. From this point forward, Wolfblood takes a dark turn. For those who read the first book of the series, Wolfbane, this book is much darker and deals with more serious, real-world issues. If you prefer light-hearted romances without violence, I advise you not to continue. If, however, you enjoy thrilling werewolf romance novels, please continue with Wolfblood! I promise it's worth the ride.***

ADDIE POV Over the top of my head soared two wolves who landed lightly on their feet, putting themselves between me and my attackers. One of the wolves was jet black with a grey chest. The other wolf was a beautiful bronze metal color. He shimmered in the sun like his hair was molten under the surface. The bronze wolf killed his prey quickly while the other wolf managed to catch his wolf, holding him prisoner. Soon the entire beach was covered with warriors from the Firehole River Pack. The rogue wolf was given to several of those wolves and they left with the prisoner in tow.

Dean’s POV continued- The cells are usually kept pretty dark. Since the wolves have better night vision it’s not a problem for them, but when we turn the bright spot lights on it sure makes it a lot worse for them too. We keep the observation area dark so the rogue can’t see everyone in the room. I decided not to tell Alec and Zander because, well, I still wanted to have a little fun. We got to the interrogation area and I held up a hand so they knew to hold back a bit, then I gave the signal for the lights. The flinching and barely audibly cursing coming from the wolves? Worth it. It took a second for them to recover and I tried my best to hide my smirk as Alec looked at me.

“She is the she-wolf in charge of our pack.” “Abigail,” Niarthen inclined his head formally. “Thank you for having us. I am Niarthen, and this is my mate, Lyric.” “And this is Sigrid,” Talen said. “My first child, and her mates, Greg, Tom, and Dan. They are werewolves from another pack but are here as guests.” “Honored guests,” Abigail corrected. “Let us move inside.” “Yes,” Aislen agreed as the two Mer soldiers re-materialized in the group, and Niarthen’s eyes flickered in acknowledgment of their return. “If everything is okay with you?” She asked him.

When my ancestors settled here and began to build their pack of wolves, they named the pack after the birds that had already made their homes in these parts. Those beautiful, winged creatures hadn’t been seen in decades. Along with the war and the destruction of the atmosphere, wildlife began to disappear. Either migrating or dying off. As a little girl, my mother used to tell me that one day the Ravens would return to these parts. When the true Alpha of wolves walked amongst us. That the land would flourish and werefolk would begin to find their mates again. Maybe someday my mother's stories will come true, and the Ravens will return. I skip down the last step and round the corner landing o

Well, I guess I'll have to tell her the truth because she always knows when I'm lying, and she hates it when I do. She's the only friend I have in the entire pack. She's already transformed and is a beautiful omega. Her fur is golden, and her eyes are dark brown. She has a sweet and fiery personality, but that rarely surfaces. Her wolf's name is Lilica. She's very rebellious against the injustices committed against omegas. She's also very funny. Milly is six years older than me and no longer needs to attend the academy, but like me, she hasn't found her mate yet. It seems I'm not the only exception to love among wolves.