Thunder Wolves Novels & Stories

With anticipation coursing through their veins, they followed the resonating sound, their hearts beating in synchrony. After hours of relentless pursuit, the pack emerged into a vast clearing where a gathering of wolves awaited. Their eyes gleamed with an ancient wisdom, and their fur bore the marks of countless battles fought in defense of their territories. Among them stood a majestic alpha wolf, his presence commanding respect and admiration. Emily stepped forward, her voice filled with reverence. "We come as emissaries of the Red Teary Moon Pack, seekers of unity and protectors of the wild. We offer our alliance and our unwavering dedication to preserving the balance of nature."

Caer leaped to his feet and shook himself, his claws clicked against the stone floor. The large Grey wolf of Thorr towered over all North London Delta wolves. Thorr might have some distant alpha blood in him too with the way he was tearing through any enemy in his front, but his mind was not in the fight. He kept his nose fine-tuned, ready to catch a whiff of the familiar scent. Suddenly, the scent came. He looked up sharply. "Lydia!"

Another roar rumbled the Earth but this time it was not what sucked the life out of me. The men in front of my eyes had turned into monsters. Unnatural and terrifying big wolves. Not wolves... these wolves stood up like humans. "Oh, my Lord! Make it a delusion." I mumbled as my wits left me. The monster-cum-Jordan eyes fell on me when I tried to make an attempt at life. He snatched me up by the waist in his claws. "God, let it be a dream! Please!" I took a breath in to shout my heart out as my last ditch effort before death when another scream breached the cruel forest.

Noticed my size. Mother swore up and down that we didn't come from an Alpha line. That we were common folk who had moved from Ireland because our father became depressed about the climate. Mine and Isaac's wolves said a whole other story. We were massive, even for the larger ones of the pack. Our sizes rivaled any Alpha's

She and I laughed as I sighed, “Young love.” King Fenris asked, “Can we take this to the conference room? I just heard from my warriors.” We all walked to the conference room, and I took a seat next to Aidinth, and waited for everyone else to take their seats. As soon as everyone was in the room, King Fenris told us, “The wolves are from a nearby pack named The Bronzetooth Pack. Their alpha, Alpha Dolph Lobo is a real character. I think Alpha Damien would be of great use here.”

I stared at the majestic, roaring form of the greyish-blue Alpha wolf emerging from a glowing blue thunderbolt with dark blue intricate designs that covered a major part of the left side of my chest and ended at the middle, just touching the right pec. “Nox ? Son ? You’re making me worried. He is waiting for you.” As if hypnotized, I traced the strong, sensuous curves that the tattoo made on my chest, in awe and marvelled at the mark formed. Blue thunderbolts were the rarest of rare marks. They were noticed only twice in the last three millennia. Nothing could separate true mates than death itself. “OH GOD ! SOMETHING HAS HAPPENED TO HIM !! WE NEED TO…” I let the towel wrapped around my wais

he concludes, smirking wickedly. “Let us not get ahead of ourselves,” Soren intercepts. “It is possible we will still face unexpected enemies tomorrow. Fenrir Fauntleroy is a lone wolf, but he may not be the only werewolf present. The Queen can enlist the help of the House of the Wolves, so we must remain wary. The wolfsbane is all ready and coated with our weapons, yes?” “Yes, my lord.” He receives a nod from their artillery commander-in-chief. “It’s all been finished.”

But I was working today, and for my foreseeable future, so I wasn’t concerned about looking presentable. After throwing on an oversized T-shirt, I headed downstairs knowing my father would be up and in his office even at this early hour. On the way down I stopped at the foot of the stairs, my eyes landing on our pack crest that hung above the main door. A Raven with a shield, color-blocked in red and grey squares with two swords that cross and lay behind the raven and shield. Once upon a time, these lands were filled with birds, Ravens to be exact. When my ancestors settled here and began to build their pack of wolves, they named the pack after the birds that had already made their homes in

Vile clogged his throat as he looked down at his parents, he was crying when the nails of wolf grew into his fingers. Aidan looked back at him, “Let me explain to you everything Justice…” This is what Aidan told him, “There are four packs of wolves that rule the whole country of North America. The Kalte Augen Pack, Garcia Pack, Jadong Neugdae Pack and the Tacita Mortes Pack…”

Wolves don’t usually patrol much in a storm. I gather all of my troops that I brought with me and I separate them into four groups. I am sending them to the four corners of the pack territory to see if my scouts can find some kind of clue to help us find her. Sean and his group of warriors were patrolling their section of pack territory and he noticed that there were lights on in the old LeBlanc house which he found odd because he couldn’t remember anyone ever living there.