Novel & Cerita Vivziepop Wolves

leave because that would cause suspension and get the packs talking. When you are a wolf married to your mate, it's not easy to walk away until death. If she truly wants an out, she will have to die. She has to stay to protect us; at least, that's what I've been told all my life. also, be careful. They can sense when you have become a wolf and sense your aura. If it seems too strong, that may cause a problem. I didn't see yours until we started talking, and it almost looks like mine. “ I look over at Jesse. “ what do you mean, my aura?? I'm not an alpha. What is going on ?” Jesse stands up, closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and then opens Her eyes. They're deep, bright red, and around h

This time I couldn’t stifle my gasp, nor my surprise as both Alec and Kade’s wolves popped onto the screen. The video was only a few seconds long, but full of snarling and screaming. Kade’s wolf exploded from the forest in a rush of broken branches and snapping teeth, barreling into the first wolf he found. Alec followed after, sinking his teeth into the first who dare fight against him. The video faded out after one of the wolves was tossed in its direction, turning into nothing more than endless static.

They showed up an hour after Lexi called them but they did come shocking my pack to see a pack of wolves walking through the pack lands. Anyway, Lexi wanted to stop by this specialty pet store that makes all natural treats and picked up some venison jerky. Only the best for her babies Lexi says and the venison is close to what they would get in the wild. And the wolves love the stuff. We were headed back to our cars when suddenly Lexi stopped and growled. She was looking at a shop in front of us. Or more like it past the shop. I was trying to see what she is seeing or smelling because she is sniffing the air as well. “ Lexi?” I asked. “ Vampires.” she states pointing towards the shop in fron

Violet POV I sat frozen on my bed, my eyes glued to the screen. My eyes burned, but I didn’t blink. I had read the same paragraphs over and over, my mind refusing to accept what was in front of me. Werewolves. Real life four legged wolf half human beings! I scrolled endlessly, absorbing every detail. Check-in for their weakness, Silver. Wolfsbane. Strong scents that could mask a human from their senses. Werewolves were real! And I was living with one.

“Your dad really left you in the dark, didn’t he?” I didn’t reply, and that silence was answer enough. Vivian’s voice took on a reverent tone, like she was speaking of ancient myths made real. “Phoenix wolves are among the rarest and most powerful beings in our world. Not just werewolves—they’re something beyond. Something sacred. They don’t just shift; they burn and rise. They carry the fire of rebirth, with powers that rival the moon goddess herself. They’re like divinity walking in flesh.”

Silvia POV After Seersha Airwolf's statement, there is a short silence followed by many wolves talking at once. I notice Vuko frowning at her. "That's Seersha Aurorawolf," I say to him quietly. "Her pack was wiped out by what she calls 'Wildlands Wolves'. They were led by Alpha Ludo." Vuko looks at me sharply, then away. He sighs. "I'm beginning to think my father made up his own version of history," he says.

“Ah, she’s not hurt that bad. Walk it off, blondie, and get your ass back in the game. It’s all cosmetic, anyway.” Feeling Ziva’s presence swing our way like the damn exorcist I quickly said, “Let’s not talk about the uh, cosmetics. I don’t want to upset my wolf.” “…why would I be upset?” Ziva whispered. Our breath fogged over as the ice wolf stepped from the forest along with four more wolves. The air around one rippled and waved. That could’ve meant they had anything from an elemental ability to one that manipulates soundwaves. Both were going to suck to fight against.

Jeremy Jensen, better known to the werewolves as Arfak, was a scrawny man with a big mouth and a bad attitude. Despite his small size and unimpressive appearance, the man was surprisingly strong. In the town, he had a reputation for trouble making. Among the wolves, he had a reputation for... other things. He had a great tendency to avoid work, and because of his position among the wolves, he rarely had need of it. There were always some among the Omegas ready to serve the Delta, even as men.

They knelt down and pushed my sweat laced raven hair away from my face, their eyes open and kind. “Hello.” The one with brown eyes and rainbow hair said sweetly, his tone low and soft. “Hello.” I responded nervously, watching him for any sign of aggression. “Why are you laid on the ground?” The second wolf asked me, his blue eyes curious and yet humorous. I sighed, knowing that I should think before I speak, not all tribes were friendly to strangers. “I tripped and I am unable to get back up, I was in the glass tubes for days without food or water.”

King of the Wolves is able to connect to every wolf with his mind. His aura is strong enough to feel from long distances. The White Wolf is the largest and strongest wolf in known history. The King has accelerated healing capabilities and can only be killed by a pure silver stake to the heart. There have only been a handful of White Wolves , most are born in times of war or disharmony between the werewolf communities’. I had always wondered why I was born in this time, I knew there had been some trouble in our pack but nothing that would require a King. Perhaps something else was coming that I had to stop. Seeing how powerful the special wolves were made me nervous about my wolf though, esp