The Wolves Of Novels & Stories

"And then the debt collectors will come for both of us and seize pack lands, and every wolf in Crescent Moon Pack will lose their homes because you were too selfish to accept your fate. Can you live with that?" The trap closes around me so perfectly I almost admire the cruelty. He knows I cannot let the pack suffer for his mistakes, recognizes I have spent three years protecting these wolves from his incompetence, and admits I will choose their safety over my freedom. "You are a monster," I say. "I'm a realist." He responds by straightening his jacket like we just finished a pleasant conversation. "You were never going to give me an heir anyway, too defective for that. At least this way you

The car journey wasn't as awkward after that, the Second in Command had introduced himself as Sam with Torey telling me that the other four wolves were pack warriors who were following close behind in two cars. Luara began to shuffle in her car seat, she was getting restless from being bored. I leaned down, grabbing her coloring book from her bag, passing it to her along with some coloring pencils. She started to draw two wolves on the blank piece of paper while forcing Elijah to hold her pencils. Elijah watched on as she began coloring them in, his eyes concentrating on every movement. "You got names for the two wolves you're drawing?" Luara nodded eagerly, pointing to her drawings. "This o

🐾 Luna Pernwél They had cut off the powersource at the base of the mountain and we had only the candlelight to guide us. My eyesight had changed because of my wolf's nature and seeing in the dark was no longer an obstacle to me. Everyone’s eyes glowed around me, adapting to the darkness. “Every pack member, go to your places!” Jake bellowed through the tent. “Non-warriors, return home and close the doors and windows.” He motioned towards the mothers and children, while the female warriors ushered them to their houses in an organised way.

Anaki had always wanted to hear about Moon and Kurgi's 'sin against nature' for a long time. "You and Rex's beta would get along just fine with the braicell between the two of you.!" Kit chuckled, making Rex smile, thinking of him. "Only 3 wolves in Creation have dared to go against Nature, committing the most forbidden law, 'Wolves are born...not turned'. The first wolf to do this was Winter Wolf, I was the second, and Rex you were the last, but you certainly won't be the last." Moon recalled Anatashi's words from this morning.

I glanced up, seeing Kaylee entering and handing him a washcloth that he then began to clean the blood from his chest with. "The attack today was just the start. The two wolves on our land were decoys. They were small, weak, and malnourished. Their intent was not to cause damage. They were a distraction. While we were dealing with them, the rogues were pressing in. Every time we increased our men in one area, they pushed closer in another." Parker tossed the washcloth to the table in front of him before pulling out his seat at the head of the table and offering it to Kaylee. She sat down with a small smile, her hand on her stomach, and he grabbed the seat next to her to join the rest of us,

Those wolves heard my growl and came to help. My wolves circle the wolves, waiting for my word to attack the wolves. "KILL THEM ALL!" I growl! My wolves begin to take apart the other wolves, piece by piece. I slash into the wolf that infuriated me until he is not moving. I stand over him with his blood covering my paws. My wolves are growling as they take the other wolves apart. They erupt into a victorious howl as Alaska moves toward me. She is afraid. I hope not of me.

Or the things he thought were problems. So, we ran to the closest park. The place where four wolves playing in the shadows wouldn't alarm anyone passing by. Alastair slowed to a crawl once we came closer. Amadeus flew by, followed close by Lysander. Scanning the area, they gave a single yip to let us know it was safe. As if we would get mugged.

His eyes darted from one wolf to another, each one a potential threat, their movements calculated and deliberate. A symphony of tension hung in the air as the unknown wolves circled Sebastian, their eyes gleaming with malicious intent. Their synchronized movements bespoke a deadly precision, an orchestrated dance of calculated aggression. He could feel their hunger, their thirst for dominance, as they waited for the opportune moment to strike.

They are gold and his wolf is brown. 'Wolves only have black eyes when they are angry or horny, never gold, or any other color.' 'Brother, will you fucking trust me. I know what I saw and I have a book about it in my study. They are gifted wolves with greater strength and ability to repulse aura's. They are here to protect us from our fathers, but now probably also want to kill us because of our fathers. Poor Chris.' 'What? Poor Chris? He is an asshole. I'll slit his throat if he ever tried to hurt you.'

Taking a deep intake of breath, I then forced myself to calm down, taking a cool stance as I finally turned around, looking deep into those midnight skies as those simple words tumbled out my lips, “Why? Why are you doing all this to me?” “Because I want you. From the first moment I saw you, I knew I wanted you. Yet I never wanted to forcefully mark you. But I had to. Because from the moment you firstly stepped into our pack’s house, you were doomed. We are beasts, Julie. Werewolves. And for us, you are nothing but prey. I knew that if I didn’t claim you as mine as soon as possible, one of those beasts I live with would’ve eventually hunted and ravaged you.