Vintage Story Wolf Pup Novels & Stories

A small shape tumbled out, rolled twice, and slid to a stop at my feet. We all stared. The shape lifted its tiny head. A wolf pup. A very small wolf pup with soft silver fur and enormous blue eyes. He blinked up at me. I blinked back. He wiggled once, as if shaking off the remains of his wrapping paper cocoon, and then made a tiny squeak that hit me straight in the soul. Lucian pointed. “Aveline. There is a pup in your gift.” “He is not my gift,” I said. The pup squeaked again.

Silence fell. Something shifted inside. I leaned forward, my vision tunneling, my heart hammering. A small, trembling body. Fur, white as snow. A wolf pup. Its eyes blinked up at me—icy, unblinking, too knowing for something so small. A ribbon around its neck held a slip of paper. With shaking hands, I read the jagged Cyrillic: “She belongs to the wolves now.” The pup whimpered, pressing into the corner as if it would jump at me. My knees buckled. My chest caved. The world spun.

“She wasn’t alone. There was a man with her.” “Human?” “No.” Aiden’s voice dropped, tension sharp in every word. “He’s a wolf, strong seems like hes Alpha-level, he might even be old-world, with an ancient pack. He carries himself like he's been around awhile.” Lucas went quiet. Then: “Does he know who she is?” “Hard to tell. They’re close, but casual. Talking and laughing a lot. He walked her home and kissed her like it was nothing.” Lucas growled low through the line. “Then it’s already worse than we thought. If an Alpha’s sniffing around her, we’re running out of time.”

She said in a slightly sleepy voice with her eyes opened halfway like someone trying to not fall asleep. “I promise I would stay until you fall asleep.” I said and she smiled. “Do you want me to tell you a story?” I asked. “Yes.” She replied to excitedly now fully awake, now sitting up. “Tell me! Tell me nanny!” Hazel moved around in excitement. “Okay Hazel I will tell you a story my aunt used to tell my cousins when they were younger, it’s the story of how Lorena a beautiful nurami with the kindest of hearts became the most loved Luna of an ancient wolf pack.” I said with a reminiscent smile.

I have only ever heard stories from my seniors of werewolf's being able to stand on two legs, I thought it was just a myth considering I've been a werewolf hunter for so long, killed hundreds of wolves and has never seen one this big. This must be what they call a hybrid wolf, a wolf much more ruthless than an alpha. During all that was happening I somehow notice that he or it was gorgeous. The kind of beauty that shouldn't belong to something so deadly. And yet, as he turned to look at me, there was no cruelty there. Only concern.

she commented with a gentle smile, revealing her baby teeth. "Indeed, it should," I replied, glancing at the mess her brother had created. With a sigh, I resigned myself to tying it up into a ponytail. "Sorry, Camille," Colvin said as he gently tapped her on the shoulder. They were cute, and I'd taught them to always cherish each other unconditionally. For 5-year-olds, they were surprisingly clever. Their teacher often remarked that they were too advanced for kindergarten and that the school might consider moving them to the next grade. This was an inherent characteristic of "pups," marked by their exceptionally high intelligence and rapid growth. As a consequence, they occasionally fell ill

Dante couldn't remember exactly when he first heard his wolf but he was sure it was after he had come to live with Azreal and Tanner. He remembered the old Alpha being concerned when Dante first shifted. His wolf was full grown even though Dante was only about 15 and the pack elders had called a meeting to explain to Dante that he was special, Or rather his wolf was special.

Nina,short for Nicolina just turned eighteen in the month of the full moon.Although,considering the fact that she'd get to finally see her wolf form and get to know her mate,she wasn't happy. The vampires and werewolves lived together in harmony ages past until a werewolf and a vampire violated the code and everything was ruined. They were at serious war that not only claimed the lives of many of them but that of Nina's mother also-the Luna of the Blood Moon Pack,her father being the Alpha.

At what point did everything go completely crazy? Still the wolf began to speak. -Once upon a time there were three puppies. Two males and one female. She was older than the two of them but they were always close. They were good times. They cared for and loved each other. The three of them were happy and vowed to be together for a lifetime. But the older of the two males had always concealed that he loved the female. But he promised himself that the day they were older he would declare. I imagine you can already imagine what happened. My brother was faster and when the big day arrived it was announced that they would become partners. The older male felt betrayed. The younger male knew that h

I waited in silence, questions seething against my teeth, and she was about to speak once more but I preceded her. "What does 'mate' mean? Why did he reject me?" She frowned, stopping without a word, her hand halfway from my face. Fionna's eyes met mine, harboring sympathy behind them. "A mate only comes once in your life. Kind of like a soulmate but the bond is deeper. You'd get to feel its full effects upon turning," "Turning?" "We turn into our wolf form upon eighteen years of age, though not all turn when they're of age. It can depend on a person's bloodline,"