Vampire Wolves Novels & Stories

Howls of wolves were echoing. The sound of claws slashing intermingling. Making the pack lands of the Capital. Resemble hell. The ground covered in red, from the blood of the pack wolves, hunters and the bloodhounds. With the bloodhounds over powering owing to the advantage of extra ordinary strength and number. Volkan was bleeding from his arms and thighs. Yet his indomitable will , made him retort back more fiercely. His wolf growling and tearing apart the bloodhounds while Daniel was no less.

Endymion was kneeling on the ground over the pup, drinking its blood, and eating its flesh. The wolf's parents howled to alert the moon goddess, and the wolves on the land rushed to Endymion to try to destroy him. However, Endymion was not only a hunter, but he was an immortal. He could not be killed. He ended up killing all of the wolves that day. He threatened the death of humans who would not eat and drink the wolves with him as a means of survival. The wolves, being mystical beings, had some of their animal essences mingled with Endymion and human blood. The violent nature of the wolf's death was so terrible, it created a curse upon Endymion and the humans. They grew fangs. They were not

The witches flopped back onto the ground, tired and wheezing. The oldest one—a woman so wrinkled she looked like a skeleton—spoke up, her voice rough as gravel. “I’ve got bad news,” she said. “Werewolves are being killed like chickens these days. A new kind of vampire—strong ones—hunts werewolves as though they lives depends on it.” Another elder, her eyes milky and blind, chimed in. “Ninety of ours are gone. Twenty-three alphas, the rest betas and omegas.”

All the wolves, including Alpha Altan, stared at him for a moment. "These rogue wolves had marks of vampire fangs on their necks, and after death, the color of their blood had turned white." "So there will be a vampire. It could be Dark Shadow Coven's Moroi Ace Denzell or Grave Risen Coven's Strigoi Ace Christ who attacked the rogue wolves last night and declared war," Beta Osiris said. At Beta Osiris's revelation, the window rang loudly, as if someone from outside was eavesdropping.

The wolves did their best to keep it under control, but it was getting way out of hand. I made sure no humans were around me and illuminated my eyes, so that I could see the supernatural beings auras through my angel eyes. I remembered that wolves glowed blue and vampires glowed yellow. I slowly scanned around the room and spotted at least twenty vampires coming in through the main doors. Two of them stayed by the doors, while the others made their way through the hall. I knew we roughly had around thirteen werewolves here at the party already. Aiden must have kept some of the warriors and trackers close by in case of emergencies, because as the humans were leaving through the fire exit, the

the mainlanders called it, not wanting to acknowledge what it really was. Before Vukasin, werewolves ran rampant seven nights each month, through the streets, the countryside, and the forests of every nation on the planet. Eurasia and North America had their grey werewolves—dominant on Vukasin now. Australia had weredingos. The colder climates had Arctic werewolves, rare and beautiful, like my lost Bianca with her snowy fur. Eastern Africa had golden werejackals. the African plains had Serengeti werewolves. The forests of Canada and parts of the northern U.S. were home to timber werewolves, and the southwestern U.S. was, in those days, infested with werecoyotes.

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

I looked at each of them slowly. “What if I told you there was another way?” The youngest blinked. “What way?” “Leave.” They stared at me like I’d just suggested flying. “You’re joking,” one of the others said. “I’m not.” I leaned forward slightly. “Join us.” The tallest wolf narrowed his eyes. “Us?” “We have wolves,” I said. “And vampires.” That got their full attention. “Vampires?” the seventeen-year-old blurted. “You’re fighting with vampires?”

the beta says, looking at the two boys who are looking at me like I grew another head. "Remember when we said there's two grey wolves and one white one?" alpha Aiden asks. "Yes, alpha," River answer him, he's much bigger, he's almost the size of an adult wolf while I stayed my small self. "White wolves are special wolves, only six of them exist, do you know why they are super important to the pack?" alpha Rowan explains. "They are omegas? Well, what's left of them," River says, and the beta nods proudly, he must have explained that to them during the classes.

I had to tell Cole. Cole was our Alpha and he would know exactly what to do with this information. What my brother and the other wolves dont know is that our pack has been under attck by witches using black magic. Dead wolves have been found around the territory with their hearts ripped out and turned to sludge. Weird symbols were carved into their bodies.