Throne Of Wolves. Novels & Stories

I was rooting for him and Alex all of a sudden because they were the only important people in my life here. A female wolf came to Alex's side and tried to tend to his wounds to ease his pain. She put some liquid from her mouth on the wound to probably stop the wounded area from getting infected, Alex winced in pain. His body was open as he had only a part of his shorts on, just enough to cover his private area. I stared at his build for a while and walked closer to him to stay. The wolf stared at me with those intense eyes of hers, they were so beautiful. Why would anyone want to hurt such beautiful creatures? I raised my hand in surrender, showing that I had no weapons of any sort and I was

From the very beginning, he ordered. Rinat slowly got up and sat down in a chair, rubbing his neck, but I didn't care about his injuries. All I was interested in right now was who was threatening my mate. She is from a pack of white wolves. We then came to them as soon as we learned about the fire, but it was too late. Everyone who could run away. And the rest ... You understand, - the gray one sighed. “I heard a baby crying as I passed by one of the burnt houses. There, under the boards, lay a bundle with a child. It was Yaroslava. I don't know what happened, but there was a dead man lying next to her.

I close my eyes and try to take myself there to see what is going on. I see wolves fighting and blood everywhere. I hear barking, howling, and whimpering. I look to see Cole’s wolf Stefan battling it out with a grey wolf. It looks like Cole is winning when a woman suddenly steps out from behind a tree and stabs Cole with a silver knife. This woman is not a wolf she is a witch. Oh, hell no I have got to get out there. No way this is going down without me. I do not want to leave my son. I pull him close to me and cradle him in my arms. “Mommy is going to protect you Slade okay.” I snuggle him and kiss his head.

I slam my elbow into her ribs hard, hear the crack, feel her gasp and let go. Thorne sees me move, sees the blood on my lip where I bit it bloody worrying about him, and something in him just breaks wide open. He lets out this roar that shakes the trees, shifts fully to wolf in a black blur, lunges, jaws clamping around Ronan’s throat. Ronan thrashes like hell, claws raking Thorne’s sides, but Thorne shakes him vicious, teeth sinking deeper, blood flooding his muzzle until Ronan gurgles, goes slack, submits with a pathetic whine. Thorne lets him drop—alive, neck torn but not finished—and stands there panting, victorious, the pack going dead quiet before exploding into howls, some pissed, som

A howl rose in the distance. Urgent. *Alarm.* Luna was on her feet instantly. Orion grabbed his blade. They ran. Outside, wolves were gathering at the southern edge of the clearing. Pointing. Shouting. Luna pushed through the crowd. Stopped. Stared. At the tree line, a body hung from a low branch. Not dead. But close. Beaten. Bloodied. And carved across his chest in deep, deliberate cuts: *THE THRONE IS A LIE*

Then the threat came. From the edge of the forest came a sudden, piercing howl. The pack froze instantly, ears pricked, muscles taut. Selene’s wolf twitched beneath her ribs, sensing aggression long before it emerged. A lone rogue wolf had slipped through the periphery, drawn perhaps by the remnants of scent and chaos from the previous battle. Its amber eyes glimmered with feral cunning, its body tense, ready to strike.

To be their pillar. And so, I would be. As we neared the throne room, the large wooden doors stood tall and imposing, it was guarded by two protectors. They moved instantly at our approach, pulling the door open with a word. The throne room was grand yet primal, a vast chamber where the essence of our kind was carved into every stone. Torches blazed against the walls, casting shadows that danced like wolves in the night. The Pack's banner, black and red—mostly black, was adorned with the sigil of Black Pack, hung from the high ceilings. And at every end, upon the raised dias, sat the throne of the Alpha. A beast of stone and bone, sculpted into the shape of a great wolf, its fangs bared in e

“Forged by witches. Designed to control creatures like you. Once I wrap this around your neck, you belong to me. Your curse. Your strength. Everything.” The creature that was Kade lunged. Thomas was ready. He dodged. Moved with speed that should not be possible. And wrapped the chain around the creature’s neck. Kade screamed. The sound was agony. The runes burned into his flesh. Smoking. Sizzling. “Stop!” I tried to stand. Failed. My ribs were broken. My body was failing. But my wolf was not done fighting. She surged forward. Gave me strength I should not have. I shifted. Threw myself at Thomas.

I say in a fake little voice, I didn't need auntie Leah, but it'll be fun. "No," both man in the room object to me going to Leah's room. "Why not?" I ask them confused. "The kitten got enough distraction, if you go there, we'll be up all night trying to get her to read her chapter," Adrian groans leaving the room. "Bye, Adrian," I say with a chuckle, then go to start reading the chapter, it was titled, 'Wolf Mate', it's an interesting chapter, talking about how wolves mate for life, never letting each other go, never cheating, the vampires could learn a thing or two from the wolves. The next part talked about the mating ceremony, the dominant wolf would bite the submissive one right on the n

Weeping Willow was a vampire dominated city, almost everyone was a vampire. Human settlements were really few due to the lack of communication with the outside world. It was wanted that way so that we could survive without worrying about the human government. It was the same way in every state and country, there was always a vampire territory for our kind. In Sydney it was Weeping Willow for us, the high order had given it to us. Yes there were lycans in weeping willow but they stayed just beyond the Crescent forest, the forest that served as fortress to us in case of emergency. I lived in the slums of weeping willow, a small village just before the Crescent forest named after the forest. Cr