The Starlit Wolf Novels & Stories

I knelt before this kind and gentle woman, and my heart ached for her. “Luna May, I would be honoured to have your help. I was just taken aback by your plans for a birthday feast for me, as well as a Luna ceremony. I would not want to put too much stress on you, you have a pack to run, after all.” Luna May cupped my cheek, her eyes wet with tears that clung to her bottom lashes. “My child. Of course you will have both. Your birthday this year is an important one, after all. You will shift for the first time. We must celebrate that.”

“Explain.” Melody ran both hands through her hair and let out a shaky, disbelieving laugh. “I’ve only seen it once in a book,” she said. “Like, old-book. Old-old. Before packs started pretending we don’t remember the old things. They called it ‘star-sighted.’ Wolves born at blood-oath moments. Wolves born under direct claim.” She swallowed. “The Moon marked her.” Jessica covered her mouth with both hands, shoulders shaking. Jimmy whispered, “Holy shit.”

​When the light faded, a collective gasp echoed through the grove. ​Standing where Elara had been was a wolf unlike any the world had seen in a century. She was massive, her shoulders reaching Ryker’s chest. Her fur wasn't just white; it was iridescent, shimmering like crushed diamonds under the moon. But it was her eyes that held the most power, two swirling galaxies of silver and violet. ​The Star-Eater

I still don't understand why Hera was stopping me from intervening. "We should go," "No,!" She replied and I found myself nodding. "He's my mate," Ivy suddenly cried out. A resounding growl echoed around the house and before I could blink, a black, large wolf with white furs at the crown of his head walked out of the room. I held on to Hera as the wolf stared down at the both of us. "Fuck off, Liam" Hera yelled. "It's a fucking command, Prince" The wolf turned abruptly and ran off. I almost dropped to the floor because my legs had turned jelly.

I should do something before Dad finds me. I was shivering and trembling badly with stress. It was nearly midnight, and the night was picturesque. A black to navy gradient was the backdrop for a full moon. The night sky was so clear you could almost see every crater from the only window in the house. The moon, a glowing yellow-white, Loomed large, surrounded by an ethereal glow. The light of the moon hit me as I became extremely hairy in no minutes and quite a bit more bitey and aggressive. The sharp claws and teeth were exposed and my white furry tail popped out along with them. Sound of cracking bones while my wolf forced out from my body.

"Well thankyou, I guess your not so bad yourself" "You really are a vain wolf Star" I chuckled The only problem is I can’t shift around anyone other then my Aunt Marie and Uncle Nick. The reason for this being the color of star would give away my identity as the Princess of the royal pack, and from what I’ve been told that would be incredibly bad. The thing is being a werewolf Star wants to constantly go for a run. She loves the feeling of the earth underneath her paws and the way the wind blows through her fur. Her favorite spot is just at the bottom of the mountains at the edge of the Moonlight Packs territory at least 3miles away from the town. At first I thought it was because of how bea

The wolf gritted his teeth against the soft fur at the nape of his neck. The primal instinct to claim something above the others reigned in his head and he did not let his prey break free even as it constantly scrambled to be released. And the more she fought the harder he clenched, both his mouth and his arms around her slim, warm body. His eyes so golden they were beyond human. The beast was so on edge that his arms began to be covered in dark fur. His transformation claiming to be released.

With that, a plan to shake the foundations of Starlight was formed out in Zephyr’s mind. The Hungry Wolves operated in the mountain ranges about 60 miles out of Starlight. The place was dangerous, yet hidden. It was easy to defend, albeit almost impenetrable. Being left unchecked and undeterred for so long had allowed the Wolves to grow from a small bandit camp into an organization of banditry. Starlight had sent many fighters to clear out the bandits but none had returned successfully. Their leader, Ghost, was a Strength of level nine too. Most would not be a match for him either.

"Nueva, are you OK? She whispered in a raspy concerned voice. Nueva groaned, too fatigued to form words. Eira's dazed orbs found the demon's lean shape as she stumbled onto her feet. On the softened nature floor next to her lay a majestic strawberry roan wolf. His coat was thick and shiny with a long bushy tail, ending in a golden tip. Eira was utterly mesmerised, her head tipped wonderingly, eyes sparkling. Then, the wolf finally opened his eyes. The soulless green that had seethed only moments ago had been replaced by warm molten gold.

Its body was pitch black and its paws a contrasting white, she couldn’t help but think it was the most beautiful wolf she’d ever seen. The group surrounded her, but no one made a move till the black wolf yipped and disappeared behind a tree. Star could feel the throbbing pain in her ankle from her fall and the stinging pain of the wind on her face, she still held the dagger in her hand, but the blade laid against her green cargo pants, catching the light that streamed through the trees. Star’s eyes lifted when she heard footsteps from the direction the black wolf disappeared in and from behind the tree emerged a handsome young man with the same hazel eyes that held hers in wolf form earlier.