Warrior And The Wolf Novels & Stories

It was too much fun. "I answer to no one! It was easy enough to beat you the first time. Keep running your mouth, and I'll finish the job this time." He snarled, stepping forward. My wolf rose in the back of my head with excitement, ready for another fight. Last night had been tough, but nothing I couldn't recover from quickly. Especially with my wolf back and my mate nearby. Before she kicked me out of the house this morning, I was almost completely healed. One-on-one, he stood no chance. He may have been a rogue, someone who fought by no rules, but I had been trained to be a warrior…an alpha.

The restrained warrior was on his knees staring blankly at the wounded wolf. “What the hell happened?” I shouted as I quickly made my way to the wounded warrior. “Tori! Thank God! His artery has been severed and he’s lost so much blood!” Victor shouted to me as he grabbed two others to hold the wolf he was guarding. I glanced at the restrained warrior and noticed a slight smirk on his face before it disappeared.

as he quickly stepped back raising his hands in defense. “I didn't get to change you myself, although I wanted to but I had the pack nurse do it I promise.” “What did you mean by you have warriors chasing after them?” Zayn exhaled, running a hand through his hair. “This might be hard to understand for now, but… I am a wolf, the alpha of the Shadowcrest pack and you my dear are my fated mate. I have waited my whole life for you.” He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding.

They were covered by dark strands of hair. "They say he is a Katharos. His Majesty will be happy that they caught one." Her handmaiden Elda continued to explain. A Katharos? A werewolf of royal blood. And now here he was as a prisoner. That must hurt his pride. werewolves were prideful creatures. All of them fought when they were brought here, unwilling to succumb to their enemies. Those wounds from a lash on his back were all because of defiance and he had more than anyone she had seen before. They covered his entire back, not leaving any skin untouched.

It really angers him anytime he stares at her and remembers that he hadnt touched her. It even made him angry the more whenever his thoughts goes to that annoying male friend of hers.He was damn sure that guy must have had Nina on his bed a thousand times! "No.I'm saying my wolf did." he replied to her after minutes "That is just the bond between your wolf and mine.There is no bond between us and there will never be." Nina gritted her teeth.She couldn't believe what has just happened.She just married the one who killed her parents and almost wiped out her race!

I swallowed, "you're my last resort coz you have information that I don't. I honestly don't know what to do. Please help clarify somethings to me." 'you have a minute before they realize you called.' "there has been Wolf attacks here.. I don't know if it's them... But I had a connection with one.. Strangely the same connection I have with a girl.. She's human... I don't know what this means. Can one person have two mates?" 'if there has been wolf attacks why are you still even there?' I swallowed, shit! I should have known he will ask this. "because they happened before I got here. So they had nothing to do with me."

“And what would make you think that?” “I can smell it.” “Boy, don’t play at being a wolf, yourself. Were you, I’d have sensed it.” “Not if I have a gift for hiding it.” As if in proof, Rampage closed his eyes and opened them. Revealing shining yellow eyes with a long narrow slit. Looking more like a snake than a human. Wolf eyes. “Spit out what you’re about!” Warlord was quickly losing patience in the dark hall. Feeling even more threatened that the boy was a wolf and had managed to conceal it from him. “Fight me or piss off.”

I ordered through the mind link, my voice a growl of sheer dominance. A collective growl echoed through my warriors as they prepared to attack. "Zyros, you know what you have to do," I told my wolf. My wolf let out a feral snarl of excitement, his hunger for blood matching mine. Lifting his massive head, he let out a deafening howl into the night sky—a signal that war had begun. And then, we attacked. The enemy warriors lunged forward, but they were nothing compared to us. My pack was stronger, faster, and trained to kill without hesitation. Zyros charged ahead, his claws digging into the ground as he leapt at the first wolf. The enemy barely had time to react before Zyros' massive jaw clamp

The sudden appearance of my warriors, summoned by a finger snap, astonished Winter Father and Winter. The fear in his eyes was unmistakable as he acknowledged his impending loss, adjusting his facial features and commanding "attack," causing all of us to shift into our wolf forms. I quickly defeated three enemies, winked at Winter, and then attacked another wolf. I initiated my search for the worthless mutt, the father of Winter, using my sense of smell to follow his trail. His brown and black wolf was easily spotted; it was in a corner, watching the fights. His men were fighting for their lives while defending his honor. I sympathize with those men; their leader is a coward, cowering in a c

A chorus of growls and nods followed my words, the warriors’ resolve echoing my own. As we moved toward the forest, the tension in the air grew heavier, the silence broken only by the rustle of leaves and the distant calls of birds. My wolf, Kade, was restless beneath the surface, his growls vibrating through my chest. He wanted to run, to hunt, to tear into the rogue who had dared to challenge us. But I held him back, knowing that I needed to approach this with more than just brute strength.