Throne Of Wolves. Novels & Stories

his wolf howled loudly as he called out to his mate but there was no response. His heartbeat raced and he looked around the wood but it’s like they were never there. ¶¶¶ Tory felt a grave headache before she could open her eyes. She opened her eyes and closed it immediately due to the light. She opened her eyes again and let it adjust to the light. She realized she was all alone in a cell and she stood up and shouted. “Who is there? Let me out.” No one was answering and she held the metal gate but she removed her hand as it burned her. “Shit”, she exclaimed. The metal was silver and silver was known to burn werewolves’ skin.

"I am the Alpha of The Winterborn Pack and from a long line of Royals, as well. I wanted to take a Mate of Royal blood, as well. When I heard of Kalyssa, I knew she was the one." "Well, sorry to disappoint you, but I'm already taken," I said, trying to make light of the comment, but no one seemed to find it funny. I took a sip of my wine and swallowed, knowing this was going to be a long night. "So, where is your pack located?" "In northern Alaska on the sea." Rolph smiled longingly as he gazed into my eyes, appearing to be already half in love with me. "And you're an Arctic Wolf, as well?"

he grunted in a low voice, Myra struggled to breathe but his grip was so tight that she was suffocated, suddenly, a white huge wolf attacked Thoraas from his left side, giving no time for him to dodge, that wolf dwelled his jaw on his collar bone and they both rolled down, and as she was released from his grip, Myra fell unconscious, Thoraas stood up and four more wolves attacked him instantly, along with the white one, But Thoraas was so powerful that it didn't take him more than one hit to rip the wolves,

I shuddered from the creepiness I felt in a dwelling that only minutes before seemed like home. My entire body jolted to attention when I heard Kenzie bellow the words, “Get out!” They were quickly followed by thuds, thumps, crashes, and howls. I wasn’t able to make out how many werewolves were fighting upstairs, but I knew that there was more than one. Snow growled and I worriedly did my best to hush him. As it was, I feared for Kenzie’s wellbeing. I didn’t need my wolf protector to bring attention to our whereabouts on top of it.

Author's Note: If you read an early version of Wolfbane (Book 1), you will notice that the names of the packs in Quebec have now changed. Here are the changes: > Pack Bois Foncé is now the Bois Sombre Pack > Pack Lune Taïga is now the Lune Nordique Pack I apologize for any confusion! *** ALEXANDER

Kit called out to Rex. "Everyone stand fast. They are coming from the east and fast. Alphas out front with me, betas stay close behind us, watch our backs." Rex’s Royal Alpha Voice filled their heads and bodies with strength, instinct taking over to allow the humans bow out to their wolves so they might win. A thunderous rumble shook the ground for several minutes until they saw what the rumble was coming from. A huge snow white wolf with scraps of black gold and red cloth hung off of him dropped a few yards away from the Packs.

Perfect everything. Guests lined clearing. Hundreds of wolves. Fifty packs. All gathered. All witnessing. All celebrating. All present. All real. And at center. Under moon. Under stars. Under everything. Thorne. He wore traditional Alpha garb. Black and silver. Simple but commanding. Powerful but gentle. Everything he was. Everything I loved. Everything. Our eyes met. Across clearing. Across distance. Across everything. And bond flared. Recognition. Love. Choice. Everything flowing between us. Everything connecting us. Everything making us real.

feeling. I'm beginning to panic. I can't wrap my mind around how I could be a wolf! How is this possible? I ask myself out loud as I'm pacing the yard. I feel that same feeling; my eyes are burning, my heart is beating fast, and my fingers are hurting this time more than the first time, causing me to scream so loud that my sisters come running outside. I'm now at my knees, holding my eyes shut and my hands in the pockets of my hoodie. They get to my side asking what's wrong, trying to help me up in trying to hide what's happening to me, but the pain is so intense I can't fight it monaye grabs my left hand out of my pocket when I fall over in intense pain she looks at my hand and drops it qu

The Crown was out there, waiting to be found. But so were the wolves who would do anything to claim it.

With her mind turning over every possibility, Alina was glad that watching the warriors meant she wasn't supposed to provide conversation as well. The warriors moved in one fluid unit without speaking. As the sun beat down upon their sweat-covered backs, they grappled, testing their limits and pushing the others to do the same. The hits were hard but filled with controlled aggression, and sometimes blood flowed, but not once did the warriors acknowledge the pain or stop if they got injured, and Alina now knew why Cyrus emerged as the victor in the fights back at the palace. These were elite wolves. A flash in the light captured Alina's attention, and when she turned her head slightly, she sa