Willing Wolf Soul Novels & Stories

Is this new wolf dangerous? - Selene's mate has not yet been born or even made. You know how it works, right? When a werewolf is born, his soul disappears from the river of souls and is united with his body. When he comes to the age of talking with his wolf, the soul of the wolf will join him, at the same time that his wolf was born in him. That is normal. That is the way. The soul patiently waited for its earthly body to unite. That is equal for the human part and for the wild part. The soul of the wolf of future Salene mate, was very fragil, because the human soul was still in the river. Selene mate does not exist on the Earth. The wolf's soul was waiting, near Selene's wolf soul. But the

The crowd went crazy, they had never witnessed such a fierce battle. “You cannot defeat them with physical strength.” A voice suddenly came. I paused, “Wolfe, is that you? You haven't spoken to me in years.” I blurted. The voice in my head was unmistakable, it was my wolf. “Even if you were ten times stronger, you will still fail to defeat them. You need powers that can hurt their soul. All you're attacking is the mere flesh, replaceable particles.” Wolfe stated. “What? What in the world are you saying this time? I have tried everything I could but it's still not working.” I stated.

We drifted through the abyss, searching for any signs of the Alpha or his wolf. Even though the wolf attempts to heal the Alpha from within, if there is a prolonged disconnect between their souls, it could become permanent. In such a case, each soul would be stuck in limbo, unable to connect, ultimately leading to the death of the wolf's soul. The human, more often than not, would go insane. This is especially true for Alphas; if they remain disconnected from their wolf souls for too long, their minds become unstable, leading them to withdraw into themselves with no hope of returning them. They are then taken into a cell and put down. It's a tragic ending for an Alpha and their wolf. After s

But he also knew that he had no other choice. "What is it?" he asked again, his voice barely above a whisper. "Your soul and kingdom," it said. "You must sacrifice your soul." "What!" Alarick exclaimed, his eyes popped, "That would mean my death, don't you get it!" Sacrificing his soul will mean his death, his wolf was asking him to die so he could take over his body. Why wouldn't there be another way out? "Basically," the wolf cackled, "You have to give your soul to me willingly and I wouldn't destroy your kingdom and people, but if you don't, I'm afraid your Kingdom would come tumbling down, you will lose your loved ones, and your..."

"Even my wolf soul that should be a reminder to myself as a werewolf is not by my side until now. She remains asleep deep inside me. In a place so deep and dark, that I alone as the owner of the body cannot make it wake up again according to my will. Without my wolf soul, I... I'm not a werewolf. I'm just a witch. I'm just a lucky person who got a witch soul inside my body in order to stay alive and avenge myself on those criminals. But I'm not a hybrid like people say without my wolf soul." Lucia sobbed there. "If you can listen to me... my wolf soul, can you wake up now? And accompany me on this long and arduous journey to avenge all my grudges. The grudge of both of us. The grudge of our

Humans a very specific human is holding a wolf's soul, and that wolf is ready to burn the whole world for that soul, they aren't bored anymore, they have another purpose finally. And now years later, for us wolves, the ones who are living in the current world, we all know that when we meet a human they might be ours, they might be our mate, our souls. To figure out who your soul is you need to meet them in your wolf form, the wolf is the one who recognizes their mate, and then the human follows. There's a link always, whether human or wolf you'd know that it's your soul, you'd feel a pull toward them, and you can't give up that bond, once you meet your mate, you can't get too far away from t

“My bloodline was cursed the night I was born. A blood moon bled my cradle. Misfortune clung to me like a shadow. I have tried every path, wealth, fear, violence, yet my name remains whispered in contempt across a hundred packs. Until I learned of the blessed wolf spirit you know so well.” I gestured toward the circle, where the powder formed a ring around me. “Leila’s wolf is different. I have seen its light. I have felt its warmth. I know that if I can merge my soul with hers, if I can become her mate, her spirit will flow into me, cleanse me, make me whole. Her blessed wolf will change my fate.”

I answer him making him chuckle. "We are a little bit more complicated, when a wolf is born his soul is cut in half one in his body and the second in a submissive body, we complete each other. We never die, but if you hurt our mate, or if our submissive mate dies, we would as well," he says. "Wolves are loyal?" I ask him, I knew that vampires aren't, my whole existence is a big clue. "We are, we would never cheat on our mate," he says which made me think.

The metal clasped around the werewolf's neck, compelling it to revert to human form or risk being choked. Aria could go on about her father's inventions. There was the apostle, the crucifier, the soul keeper, the penance, and much more. Fighting the werewolfs had been a terrifying war. Their ability to transform, control fire, fly, and much more had made the humans helpless against them.

Later that evening, I went to the town library and used a public computer to search anything tied to my past contacts. Nothing showed up. Then I saw an article. “Lycan Wolf Spirit Officially Marked Lost” My throat tightened. I clicked the link. The article said Lycan had disappeared from his pack. No one knew where he was. Some believed he lost his purpose after walking away from me. “No,” I whispered. “I did that…” My phone buzzed again. Another message: “You stole more than a wolf. Time to return what you broke.” I felt like screaming.