The Wolf Never Sleeps Novels & Stories

she cooed, and I let my eyes drift to a close. “That’s it, my pet, you do as I say, and we will both get along nicely; we just have to get rid of that wolf of yours; he knows too much and is useless to me. Bloody Werewolves are always harder to control! But I won’t lose this one, your mine,” I hear the beautiful voice say, but I pay no heed as sleep is too sweet. Titan’s POV

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

I was happy that we had found our mate, but at the same time, I was disappointed too. Nova, my wolf, huffed inside my head. “You’re disappointed? So am I.” I frowned slightly as we continued weaving through the crowd. “What do you mean you’re disappointed?” She gave a low chuckle. “A lot of male wolves sleep around, yes. But this one in particular? He’s something else. I’ve been watching him.” That made me blink in confusion. “How could you have been watching him? You were dormant.” “I was sleeping,” she corrected. “Or whatever you humans call it. But everything you see, I see. Your memories are my memories. And trust me, human, I’ve seen enough of him to know he’s questionable at best.”

I feel him swallow. Feel the wolf move through him like water rippling. Whatever fight is happening in there, it's a big one. "...noted," he says finally, careful as a man stepping around a landmine, and his heart is going twice the speed of his voice. Not a no. In the morning I’ll remember the myriad excellent reasons this has to stop happening. Tonight there's a wolf in my bed with his nose in my hair, and I fall asleep before the dread can properly get underway.

Glory opened her mouth to speak but Rick cut her off “In a another 20 years you can do and say anything you want but for now keep your mouth shut and go to your room and get ready” Glory rammed past Jake and headed into her room to get dressed, and that left Jake with a question about what Rick meant. Of course Rick had been reading Jake's mind when he was thinking this and told him to follow him. Rick and Jake headed to the fourth floor which up until this moment Jake didn't know even existed. Once they got up the last flight of stairs there wasn't a hallway. Just a large black metal door with a old padlock on it. Rick forced Jake to turn around while he put the code in. Once he was down J

He groaned and headed towards the mortuary. He stepped into the room and saw Luna laying peacefully on a bed in the centre of the room. His wolf went to sleep immediately after it saw Zafira's lifeless body. Melnyk moved closer and held on to her hands "If this is a prank, please wake up," he said as he knelt close to her. Melnyk held on to her hands "Zafira, Zafira, Zafira please wake up"

It was the only way I knew how to protect him. He was the last thread tethering me to the world. If I let him get too close, I might snap and drag him into my darkness. I thought, eventually, he’d stop trying, but he didn’t. Even after months, even after seasons changed and the cold crept into my bones, Zevarion still came, always alone with something useful. Always with hope. During the full moons, my wolf would rise and hunt. She rarely spared rogues who wandered too close. The main pack knew this, they avoided the borders during the lunar peaks.

It was rare to see mansions in the realm; only the richest and strongest wolf leaders had access to such. He had brought me to the forbidden Saber Pack, in which we had been warned never to run into no matter the crisis. The tales had it that they were the strongest werewolves in existence, having unimaginable power. “Can I just take a piss?” I say trying to work my way out. “You don’t smell of tension or irritation. That wouldn’t work on me. “ He bellowed, pushing me with his index finger. I almost tripped, but I got hold of myself early enough, using the door as a support system.

Twenty minutes later, my suitcase waited by the door. That's when the front door slammed open. Kaelan carried Seraphina inside like she weighed nothing. She hung limp in his arms, skin gray as ash, lips bloodless—silver sickness, the worst thing a wolf can face. "Beckett!" His voice thundered through the house. "Universal antidote. Now." Beckett appeared at a run, took one look at her, and went pale. "It's gone, Alpha. We're out. We need Pureblood blood to synthesize more."

About an hour passed and I was about to fall asleep again when I felt he licked the mark on my neck. I gasped and shrugged him a bit with my eyes still closed. Then i slowly turn my body to face him, still with his arms around me. "Don't even..." I was about to scold him but I stopped when I opened my eyes and my eyes met his darkened eyes. They are black. The eyes that belong to his wolf. "Eaton.." I whispered, kind of scared.