Ugly Wolf Novels & Stories

I could feel my eyes burning and fell to the ground feeling pain in my back like it was growing in size. I noticed there was a puddle of water just below me and its reflection revealed the red colour around my pupils. I started to breathe heavily as the pain was unbearable. I could now hear the wolf inside me groan and growl as it was releasing itself. Both my wolf and I screamed and growled at the same time and I automatically scratched off the skin on my body revealing my wolf's full white skin. Mei stared at my wolf with her eyes and mouth wide open. "You are a pure breed Alpha. Impossible.. how can this be?"

The more he thought of his life, his mission and the things that could possibly happen, the more confused and worried he was. He had never been one to back down from a challenge but he was having two doubts. He began to have imaginations of him dying in this world and not going back to that world. 'Cursed wolf' That word resurfaced in his head and he recalled that was when it all started. That was when he decided he was going to break the curse because he couldn't stand the hate and disgust in the eyes of his pack members whenever they looked at him. Just as Tristan came down from his car, he saw Jade behind the man he was coming to meet.

“Welcome everyone. You are here today because you will turn 21 this year. At the age of 21 everyone is developed enough to transform into wolf form. For some, it will automatically happen on their birthday. For others, it takes some more effort. Sometimes exercises like meditation can help to find your inner wolf and on rare occasions, a traumatic event is needed. It can happen that the wolf needs to be triggered because of a traumatic event in the past. But no need to worry about that because only 5 percent of the wolves have problems transforming. Today we will talk about the transformation itself. What you can expect and how it will feel.” Lola listened carefully to the rest of the lectur

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

Behind someone tangibly bit the tail. Jumping up with a squeal, she barely crawled back and stared with resentment at the gray-black wolf Matvey. He waved his muzzle to the side, and I seemed to hear: "Let's run further." What's the insult? She jumped up and trotted more calmly behind the wolf. True, after half an hour the she-wolf began to be led aside.

Damien's POV As I approached my car, my eyes fell upon the reflection in the window – a magnificent creature that I knew was now a part of me. A black wolf stood before me, sleek and powerful, its fur glistening under the moonlight. Two distinct white spots adorned each side of its abdomen, like silent companions in the darkness. A single grey patch on its forehead added an air of mystery to its already enchanting presence. I couldn't help but admire the wolf before me. Its form exuded strength, grace, and an untamed beauty that resonated deep within me. The wolf's eyes, a brilliant shade of amber, held a certain wisdom and understanding, as if it had been waiting for me all along.

I focus a bit more and notice that one of the wolves is Sylas; he has to be fighting Laslo. Sylas is a huge gray wolf, bigger than Laslo’s white wolf. Laslo’s wolf is swiping at Sylas, and his claws connect here and there. Sylas twists his body and kicks Laslo’s wolf, sending it flying into a tree. Laslo’s wolf lays at the base of the tree, sprawled out. Sylas marches to the tree base and hovers over Laslo’s wolf, snarling and biting. His jaw reaches over and grabs at the white wolf’s neck.

I mumbled, realizing exactly what kind of wolf she was. Ultima! That's exactly what she was. That's why her scent was so confusing from the very beginning because she was neither alpha nor omega. "Ultima," are wolves that are higher than us, Alpha and Luna. They are the strongest in the pack and are very dangerous. When angered, their eyes turn red, and they can sometimes go insane with rage, or even can kill instantly if they wanted to. Provoking me into harboring an unstable Ultima in my home, and even making it imprinted on me! What the fuck was the moon goddess thinking when my destiny was getting written.

I bit my lip for a moment and continued, "I don't know but I'm scared, I just can't really explain why. What if his wolf is a monster?" She glared at me for a moment, and actually using the flower she was holding, she hit me a little in the face. And whispered since we are here in the area of ​​humans, "If there is a wolf monster in Undergrove, it is an Alpha wolf. Black and Large!"

Glenn groans loudly and the vampires are so startled that they take a step back. The little wolf is no bigger than a border collie, but her light brown fur is patchy, showing large areas of unhealthy, mottled skin, not a single one of her four limbs are the same length, making it difficult for her to balance. Her snout is only half-formed, and her teeth are too large for her mouth so she can’t close it. She stares at us through half-blind eyes, her swollen tongue lolling out of her mouth. She shifts back and gives me an apologetic look. “I’m sorry. It hurts.”