Twilight Jacob Wolf Novels & Stories

I will ask in a few days. Oh but it was important, I could not get the feeling out of my head. That one slight touch left me wanting more. I wanted to know him, his name. What he looked like as a human, what he sounded like. Why did he look away when I looked up to him? Was I ugly to him? Did he not find me attractive? Why was this red wolf with the yummy chocolate eyes affecting my thoughts so much? *Jacob POV*

"Alpha sorry to disturb you but I've just had a link of Wilson, they've just had a wolf turn up at the borders, he looks like he's been beaten pretty bad and he's asked for you." "Who is he?" "It's Jacoby, Alpha." WHAT THE FUCK?

His stare was so intense it was like a touch . His face came closer and he touched his temple to mine . He nuzzled my face . Then he growled to the heavens . I understood what he said perfectly . Mine . ********** I woke up with a start . The dream was different this time . Probably because I have met him . The one I have been dreaming about since I was ten . Though his hair color was different from his fur color . In my dreams, his fur was always Red . We called them the Canis Rufus . They were very rare. His hair is just a plain black in human form . I was confused about a lot of things . He didn't have our scent or strength and he should have claimed me immediately our eyes met . But he k

A month after my thirteenth birthday, I had my first turnover. I was tormented for days and could not turn around, I thought I would go crazy: my consciousness was constantly bifurcated, desires, thoughts of mine and wolves intertwined into a ball, not wanting to be separated. I don’t know how my mother managed to pull out the she-wolf then. Then I hated my father even more: for his absence, for his treatment of my mother, for completely ignoring my daughter! After all, when the beast awakens, it is the father or another strong werewolf who is dosed and pulls out the second essence easily and painlessly.

I whisper, but he doesn’t answer. He lunges at me again, his claws aimed at my throat. But just as he’s about to strike, a blur of movement catches my eye. Nyx. She’s beside me in an instant, her claws slicing through the air and landing a fatal blow to Jacob’s side. He stumbles back, his eyes wide in disbelief. “No_” But it’s too late. The life fades from his eyes, and he crumples to the ground, his wolf form dissolving as the last breath leaves him.

“What did she do?” “She was supposed to monitor you and report back to me. Instead, she failed to inform me about your reckless attempt to monetize your mark—an idiotic move that risked exposing your identity. Worse, she let you cross paths with a member of the enemy pack.” “Who?” “Jacob Cain,” Gillow said, his voice sharp. “Son of Noah Cain—Alpha of the North.” Arda’s jaw dropped. “Jacob? My roommate? He’s a werewolf?” A smug grin curved Gillow’s lips. “Like I said, you have much to learn, Arda. Be patient. You’re safe with us... with me.”

He finally spoke,his voice filled with indifference. His uncaring attitude shattered something in me. A surge of emotion swam through me, betrayal,heartbreak,rage. I heard several gasps as a sudden light erupted within me,surging through my veins like wildfire.. My body trembled as the sudden change took over me,every muscle twisting and reshaping as power and pain collided. I gasped,my scream shifting into a low growl. When the light faded,I stood there on four legs,although I was smaller than most wolves,my red fur shimmered with an ethereal glow,and my eyes burned with defiance. The crowd stared,And for the first time,I felt whole.

A rustle of snow. A shadow moved. Then— A lone wolf stepped out of the darkness. Massive. Black fur. Eyes glowing silver. Rylan stiffened instantly. “Not possible.” Kade swore. “That can’t be—” Lyra’s heartbeat tripped. The wolf lowered its head… in a bow. “What is that?” she whispered. Rylan’s voice was barely human. “A sentinel.” Lyra’s breath caught. Sentinels were ancient wolves said to serve only one bloodline—one house. A house believed extinct.

“The prince is known to be picky with women. The fact that he’s giving you the attention you’re getting practically makes you a celebrity here.” I wasn’t sure how to react to that. I was used to being obscure and invisible. Being told that I was known by everyone was a sensation I wasn’t used to, but found rather… flattering. “To answer your question, you’re owned by a legend. Derek Novak made the Blood Shade possible. Many vampires survived the shadow hunters because of his leadership. He found this island, built the Crimson Fortress and won Cora, the most powerful witch of their time, over to our side. He is the most powerful and revered vampire of the Blood Shade.”