The Wolf Hunt Novels & Stories

I put the phone away and let the compliment warm me for a little while. 'I hate this hunt,' my wolf says. You've mentioned. 'A hunt goes: we find the thing, we chase the thing, we bite the thing. This one goes: we sit in the dark, she moves the most insecure wolf in this house where she wants him, and we follow him on a walk she planned.' He turns a circle in my chest and lies down wrong, on purpose, just to let me share his discomfort, as if I’m not already swimming in it. 'It's her hunt. We're just following along.'

They ask if I need back up and I tell them I can handle it, but I’ll need help getting everything cleaned up and someone to cover the rest of my patrol once I take this wolf down. As a werewolf, the spirit of my wolf and I share the same mind space and can communicate with each other in either form. We’re basically 2 peas in a pod, the pod being either my body or his. My wolf, Gage, is jet black and very large so it can be hard to hide during the day sometimes. I think that’s kind of the point. Luckily this area is pretty shaded and there are some large bushes I can hide under while I wait for them to approach. In my human form I’m 6 foot 2 and very muscular since I still have the strength o

- Andrei pretended to object, and at the very lips stretched into a smile. We had an agreement, or rather between the alpha boys, that if one of them decides to run under the moon with a she-wolf she likes, then the rest do not go for walks that night. To avoid, so to speak. After all, ordinary wolves in the animal hypostasis live more on the instincts of the beast than are guided by the human mind. And in this state, the other alpha is quite capable of switching attention to himself. Accidentally, of course! So the alphas of our community introduced a small agreement that they followed. - Date ... - I drawled, smiling in anticipation. - It would be very wrong of us to arrange a hunt for Vit

The atmosphere in the pack was full of excitement. The only thing anybody could talk about was 'the hunt' 'The hunt' was a yearly event held in the pack. All the pack members shifted to their original wolf form. They then hunted for wild animals which they ate raw. 'The hunt' was usually held at night when there was a full moon. Hunting under the night sky with the moon shining down on them was a great thrill which the wolves enjoyed a lot. "I love 'the hunt' so much" Vivian said happily.

She needs a firm hand, she craves the kind of care only a strong mate can provide – and it doesn’t matter one bit that she’s human. “It’s okay.” I repeat, “And I will always do what I can to make sure we don’t get carried away.” One huge exception looms in my mind's eye, and after tonight, I know I can’t put it off any longer. “But Ella, I really do need to warn you about the wild hunt.” “How so?” She asks. “The wild hunt event happens on the second to last night of the festival. It’s a tradition where male wolves hunt,” I’m careful to put this word in air quotes, just in case she misunderstands, “their mates in the forest.”

he began, his voice deep and commanding, “our pack has stood strong through trials. We survived rogue attacks, rivalries, and losses. But strength is not maintained—it must be proven.” A murmur rippled through the crowd. I knew what was coming before he spoke the words. “The Annual Hunt begins tomorrow at dawn.” Gasps, cheers, and growls of excitement echoed. The Hunt. A brutal tradition where warriors were sent into the forest to track and kill rogues, competing for honor, recognition, and rank and also a way to get rid of unwanted and unmated and rejected female wolves, they are sent to the forest and hunted down by male wolves. if they are caught, they are either mated or killed, if they

The hunter pulls out a weapon—a sleek, silver blade with intricate engravings that catch the light. Luke, in wolf form, is a blur of powerful muscle and fur, but the hunter’s movements are equally swift and precise. They dodge Luke’s powerful swipes with ease, their blade slicing through the air with deadly accuracy. Each strike and counterstrike sends shivers down my spine, the clash of wolf and hunter reverberating through the room.

And what a thrill it was to feel freedom to the fullest. But this stupid creature was not going to turn off when he saw me on his way. I won't turn back either! My beast was driven by adrenaline from the anticipation of the hunt, and my heart beat wildly against the ribs. Jumping on the creature, I dug my claws into it, tearing its flesh. The wildling howled heart-rendingly, trying to throw me off. Will not work! Just because you're bigger doesn't mean you're stronger! I bit into his neck, trying to reach his throat. And all this time my fire did not go out! As a result, the victory was for me, and not even ashes remained from the enemy. My she-wolf was satisfied with the fight and was eager

Rage asked when we were already alone. "Why not? I like hunting. And having werewolves as competition is what makes it more interesting to me. So yes, I am serious in joining the hunt." Actually, our guild conducts a yearly hunt during the guild's anniversary. Only that, our way is more exciting since we will do it at night, when the sky is at its darkest and in the middle of a huge forest. So I think hunting with werewolves is a good experience but would not really be hard. How dare they insult the capabilities of a woman. I will show them what I can do to prove them wrong.

"The lycans. They are the one and true full blooded wolves. But times have evolved, and wars have passed, and our heritage is threatened. As their descendants, we do this in their honour." As he read what I'd been trained to understand was the history of the hunt, I glanced down at the tapes on my knees and elbows. The same question I'd always had when it was read, echoing in my head. A tradition to honour their ancestors. Do I look like a wolf to them? "The rules are simple! Seven wolves are involved. One acts as the prey while the other six do the chase. A red flag has been stationed in the centre of the wood and all the prey has to do is retrieve it without being caught."