The Wolves Novels & Stories

"I should've never trusted you. Not one day of this marriage." He laughed, actually laughed an ugly, delighted sound, like my heartbreak was the best joke he'd heard all night. "There it is. Figured it out at last." He straightened his jacket, unbothered, as if my world wasn't collapsing three feet away from him. "Here's one more, then. Today doesn't just mark our anniversary. Today I become Alpha of both packs." He said it the way other wolves announce good weather. "So sorry for you, Luna."

Diana The Werewolf Council has established a comprehensive education mandate for all wolf pups, regardless of their social standing. This rule ensures that every young werewolf receives at least a basic education, with the level of schooling varying based on their class within the pack hierarchy. At the top, Alpha and Beta offspring naturally receive the most extensive education. Gamma wolves, known for their superior strength and destined to become pack warriors, along with Delta wolves of ordinary strength, both receive education equivalent to college level. While Gammas typically focus on combat training, Deltas have the freedom to specialize in various fields. These two classes form the

Hannah whispered to him, giving him a small smile. “What do you want?” Asher yelled, turning to look at Knox. “Bad guy..what do bad guys want…money, power, control. Same deal. I want Red Woods…I want to destroy Cross River.” Knox said grinning. The hall door busted open, wood shattering out into the room. A large dark gray wolf came bursting through, flanking his sides were several other wolves, all eyes glowing white except the one glowing ice blue. The back door to the hall busted open, another swarm of wolves came rushing in. The deep chocolate wolf leading the way, eyes glowing ice blue, looked fierce. Her eyes locked with the dark gray wolf as a silent order was given to surround the ro

As she looked across the clearing it was filled with wolves, black, brown, grey, sable, and one lone white wolf. He was immense and stood on the precipice, watching those below. A black wolf that was just as big approached and stood by his side. They exchanged glances and looked in her direction. She had to side step to avoid being bowled over by the gigantic black panther that barreled past her on her way to the top of the bluff. She rubbed her body along the side of the white wolf. She purred as he licked her head.

“It appears that wolves are moving towards this area. Problem is, like everything else, something is missing. We can’t see any kind of gathering, just the literal movement across the screen. We know at least another 50 wolves have moved west through the refuge. They must be aware of our tracking systems.” “Weird. Are we sure they are not just wild wolves moving around and setting off our sensors?” Mina asks. He scoffs at her over his coffee. “What?! It’s a legitimate question from someone who had never run an opp with you guys before. What are you looking for to define the difference between a werewolf and a wild wolf just living its best life in the forest?”

I turn to Bear as I ask him. "Fuck, how many are there?" Bear shrugs his shoulders as he replies. "The Eden wolves have the biggest pack in the land. They protect the witches; as long as you don't mean the witches any harm, then the wolves will leave us alone." Anna jumps as a large growl sounds behind us. Fuck, I hope Bears right.

The call to fight had been sounded, and they were ready to defend their territory against the encroaching enemy. As the moon cast its ethereal glow upon the wilderness, the wolves gathered, forming a united front. Their alpha, a magnificent creature with a regal stance, surveyed the pack with a sense of pride. In the face of danger, they were a formidable force, bound by loyalty and a shared purpose. Their senses heightened, the wolves detected the faintest scent of their enemy lingering in the air. It fueled their primal instincts, igniting a fire within their souls. They understood the gravity of the impending clash and were p

I heard a low growl from Paul, but he kept mute with a warning sign from me as Kim spoke again. “The Crimson Wolves is a group of loyal wolves whose sole aim in life is to spill blood. In a more basic statement, the Crimson Wolves are warriors, fighting for whatever our Master says is right. We swear allegiance to only one ruler, and he dictates everything we do. As a result, we've been involved in numerous killings, notable among them being assassinations. Kings, Alphas, Betas, Gammas, Chiefs, Elders…whatever rank they may be, they are living. And living things can die.”

Mary Miller-Parks gripped the steering wheel of her 2000 Jetta driving like a bat out of hell she drove all night when she felt the shift happen. Her own wolf crying from her prison inside Mary’s mind. ‘She is free!’ Ayla had howled pacing the walled up spot in Marys mind. ‘I will not let you out.’ Mary growled back at her. ‘I can find her.’ Her wolf snapped back. “I will not do it. I swear I would not and you know that.” Mary said out load her grip on the wheel getting tighter. ‘Mary let me out’ “I WILL NOT LET YOU OUT” she screamed into the night. Mary pushed her down, quieting her. Ayla went quiet curling herself into a ball sleeping inside Mary’s mind. Mary knew as she got closer to that

"How can a necklace protect me?" I asked. Lana just shrugged. "Do you want to go to the lake? I'd like to go for a walk." I thought for a moment about the possibility of leaving my house and going back to that forest and lake. I didn’t want to; I was scared that wolf might show up again. However, Lana was here, and according to her, she knew how to take care of herself very well. I guess she knew when and where the wolves appeared. It was strange to think she might know that.