The Wolf Lords Lady Novels & Stories

“They are and they’re reeking of jealousy.” “Lovely.” Sera led me farther inside. “Ignore them.” “I intend to.” A graceful demoness approached us. She had silver hair that reached her waist and elegant black horns that curled backward. “Sera.” She embraced her warmly. “It’s been weeks.” “It has.” She looked toward me curiously. “So this is the famous human.” Sera nodded. “This is Mila and she’s not a human, she’s a wolf.” “Mila…” The woman smiled politely. “I’m Lady Lyra.”

ZENDAYA We were all sitting at the dining table, celebrating the unlocking of my wolf. I was ready to be a Luna to black moon pack and Xander's mother was particularly happy. She was all over me, praising my beauty. She apologized for being mean to me earlier saying it was only because I had no wolf and they didn't want their son to make a Wolfless girl his Luna. According to her, they've worked so hard to make their pack what it was today. So they do not need a weakling to stand behind their mate.

I didn’t want to take any chance of her finding a mate that’s not me. The air was indeed wild, and every wolf was excited about getting a mate. Though I made no pretense in sharing in on their joy. After greeting a few guests, I resigned to my seat in the middle of the ballroom. I wished for time to go on quickly so I could go back to my flower. “Sire.” The voice belonged to a tall female wolf. Who had her hair tied up too tightly, with red bold lipstick. She was no other than Lia Madison. The woman I detest with every fiber of my being. She was wearing a purple dress with a very high slit exposing her thigh, and the V-neck of her dress, exposing a huge part of her cleavage, looking every bi

Listens only to the gamma, beta, luna and alpha. Runts: The wolf less or demoted wolves. The servants of the pack. The lowest in the pack. Forced to do whatever anyone above them tells them too. Rouges: Wolves without a pack. When a wolf goes too long without a pack, they turn vicious. The Legend of Luna Dynamis One day a She-wolf will come forth Beside her true mate, she will hold tremendous power She will be the one known as Luna Dynamis unable to be commanded

" He huffed, jumping down the four-storey castle. Lord Wolfarine had never expected his mate to be that of Vampire. A witch would be preferable even though it was never a good part of their way. But taking a vampire as a mate was forbidden. "Lord Wolfarine, the council has been waiting for you." "Let them wait for another hour, he has a place to be at the moment." A woman said, giving the Lord a bow. "Lady Yuan." The messenger bowed and left the hall. "What a pleasure to see the very woman, that has been planning my death for a decade now, how surprising."

The she-wolf's chest rose and fell rapidly; her pale face turned red, her green eyes blazing with pure hatred toward me. "Please, ladies." A she-wolf appeared, holding Seraphina's shoulders in a protective stance. "This is a time for celebrations, reunions, alliances. Let's not let a small rivalry between females ruin this beautiful night." I looked at that she-wolf attentively, memorizing every detail of her features. Deep black hair, equally dark eyes, dark and silky skin, and a strong body. Clearly a Luna, since she was inserting herself into a dispute where Eleanor herself was publicly involved.

Lyra felt a pull, a strange resonance with their wildness, a kinship with their untamed spirits. As Lyra watched, a powerful female wolf emerged from the shadows. Her fur was the color of a moonless night, her eyes glittering like chips of obsidian. She carried herself with an aura of authority, her movements precise and commanding. There was a strength in her, a quiet power that resonated with Lyra’s inner strength. This was no ordinary she-wolf; this was a leader, a matriarch. The she-wolf, sensing Lyra’s presence, turned her head. Her gaze locked onto Lyra, unwavering, piercing. Lyra felt a strange mix of fear and admiration. She stood her ground, her wolfish instincts flaring. This was a

Before me, the two strong-looking women shifted into their wolf form and the moment I saw them shift, jealousy mixed with anger surged through me. I had heard the whispers long before this night. Everyone spoke about the Lady Alpha who stood beside Alpha Keres. Ember’s wolf was on the larger side, her silver fur gleaming under the moonlight. It hurts to see that she’s exactly as people had said; she has features of both an Alpha and a Luna! And Dayatt, even though she’s not as big as the lady Alpha, her wolf was strong-looking, fierce, and terrific. The moment they sprang into action and disappeared into the clearing, the wind from their takeoff almost took me off my feet.

Surprisingly, the Ironwolf didn't appear offended; instead, he seemed intrigued by Ulric's confidence and continued to examine him closely. “I don’t find any good reasoning from your proposal. Arianna Lynn Rosenberg is a mere omega…. A slave and a daughter of a traitor. So, why did you choose someone like her for this extraordinary duty?” the Ironwolf questioned, echoing my own doubts. The sentiment resonated with me, as the position of lady-in-waiting seemed too soon and almost impossible for an omega like me. It was considered a miracle for someone of my rank to even be considered a candidate for such a prestigious role. The lady-in-waiting position was traditionally reserved for high-rank

Another man stood with him… Carter, one of his oldest friends and former patrol Beta from Ashenclaw. I would have walked away normally. But then I heard her name. Aluna. I froze immediately. Wilson leaned heavily against the desk, rubbing a frustrated hand over his face while Carter watched him carefully. “You need to stop thinking about her,” Carter said quietly. Wilson laughed once. A bitter sound. “You think I don’t know that?” My stomach tightened instantly. Carter frowned. “She’s married now. She’s the Queen of Wolves.” “I know what she is,” Wilson snapped. Silence followed briefly.