Thriller Wolf Novels & Stories

A heavy thud followed by a whimper was my reward. Taking long, laboured breaths and laying in the mud with the rain falling on my face. Relief washed through me as I listened to the sound of the wolf’s retreating footsteps. I hadn’t killed it, but it was hurt, and right now, that was better than nothing. The immediate threat was over.

It really angers him anytime he stares at her and remembers that he hadnt touched her. It even made him angry the more whenever his thoughts goes to that annoying male friend of hers.He was damn sure that guy must have had Nina on his bed a thousand times! "No.I'm saying my wolf did." he replied to her after minutes "That is just the bond between your wolf and mine.There is no bond between us and there will never be." Nina gritted her teeth.She couldn't believe what has just happened.She just married the one who killed her parents and almost wiped out her race!

I didn't question my father's obsession with wolf artifacts and legends, I didn't question why she wore a protective necklace against something that only existed in my books. I didn't question how my father died, I didn't question anything. I just let life go with me, I let it heal from all the things that were left behind to move on. Soon we were ready, I left the house with the feeling that I should go back but still I went. The Hall was crowded, everyone surprised to finally see me out of my shell, out of the cave where I had been holed up since the day of the great pain. - I don't think I even know how many times that day I heard that phrase pounding in my mind.

The wolves shifted, heads lifting, the air charged as they watched her. “Kael has brought us news,” Raven continued, letting her eyes meet his where he leaned against the wall, bandages hidden beneath his cloak, exhaustion in his eyes but a spark of loyalty unshaken. “A threat is coming. A wolf who calls himself The Wraith. He’s forcing packs to submit, building an army, and he’s looking for us.” A quiet ripple moved through the gathered wolves, but no one spoke. Raven lifted her chin, letting Shadow rise within her, her amber eyes flickering gold.

Quintella exclaimed. My heart raced with exhilaration as I dashed along the winding river banks, my wolf gliding effortlessly through the wild terrain. The wind whipped through my fur, and the rhythmic beat of its paws against the ground echoed in her ears. It was a liberating experience, being able to embrace my true nature and run freely as a wolf. Tanya, my wolf, shared in my joy, our howls of excitement harmonizing with the sounds of nature. "Ah ah, I'm a beautiful wolf, Theda!" Tanya's voice echoed joyously, expressing the sheer ecstasy of our shared transformation.

About twenty meters away I spot them, or more to the point I spot him. Clayton Blackridge Alpha of the Lobo Sombra pack in his huge gun metal grey wolf. Standing to his right is a brown and grey wolf slightly smaller in height and not as muscular, possibly his Beta. My wolf starts stalking towards them and even though I am protesting she wants him. As I get closer he shifts back then the other wolf turns I realise he is giving us some privacy.

We all know Mell is one of the best warrior in the authority. "I guess one way to find all of these mysteries out is to befriend and confront our enemy, don't you think? Now, I dare you take risk, give him some information, starting from the first four photographs the Black Wolf's Clan sent to us up until now. Lure him. Interrogate him, them. And we'll see how they will react to it.'

“It’s a wolf that is much larger than ours. It doesn’t look like ours either. I went through our database looking for information until I found out what they were. Thalia is a shadow maw.” “I see. What is so special about a shadow maw?” “They are stronger than regular wolves. Aside from chopping off their heads or injecting them with silver, they can sustain any injuries. There was a second one there, but Thalia’s wolf is stronger, bigger, more blood thirsty.” Still sitting on the floor, I looked up at him. “I know that Thalia received her wolf late, but I never got to see her wolf. I was thrown in prison before I could. I didn’t know her wolf was special, or I would have told you sooner.”

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

Despite the fact that the werewolf standing in front of me was truly the very focus of a woman's dream in all external signs. The short-sleeved black T-shirt hugged the broad shoulders and the relief of a pile of muscles, awakening quite unambiguous fantasies in my long-suffering brain. Dark hair without any troubles about trends in fashionable haircuts beckoned me to grab it with my fingers and never let go until its owner makes me die of orgasm. “I belong to the alpha of the gray wolf clan!” - blurted out the most brilliant idea of ​​all, which she was capable of, contrary to her own thoughts.