Willing Wolf Soul Novels & Stories

Maybe it was why he stripped me of my position as his rightful heir. I was too weak to be Kai’s Luna and unworthy of being Chloe’s twin. I understood everything that was happening. I just didn’t want to admit that my family had forsaken me because of my wolf — or rather, the absence of it. Maybe if I had a wolf, we would have still been the perfect and genuinely happy family. Just as I was lost in my thoughts, I felt someone’s hands on my back. I turned around and saw Ivy, giving me a comforting hug. “Everything will be okay very soon. Your wolf will be awakened and you’ll understand that it was worth the wait.”

He seemed to be weighing my words. "Tell me what I need to do." The old man finally nodded, though he looked disgusted—but then, he always looked like that. "If you insist on this path, then the second wolf must be willing. Her soul must be bright and happy. If she is sad or angry before the ritual, the power will turn to poison in your blood. It will kill you before you can even stand up. You must convince her to partake in this willingly. Do it anyway, even though you have to be cunning."

I didn't question my father's obsession with wolf artifacts and legends, I didn't question why she wore a protective necklace against something that only existed in my books. I didn't question how my father died, I didn't question anything. I just let life go with me, I let it heal from all the things that were left behind to move on. Soon we were ready, I left the house with the feeling that I should go back but still I went. The Hall was crowded, everyone surprised to finally see me out of my shell, out of the cave where I had been holed up since the day of the great pain. - I don't think I even know how many times that day I heard that phrase pounding in my mind.

I thought that by having a mate, I may also be one of them. "You're right about that. But even if you aren't well...there's nothing wrong about that," He gently leaned on his seat. "In your stead, this world is filled with jargon. But from what I can see, you are the slow burn that will rise above the ranks of our werewolves. You have a Luna spirit in you. Not just any Luna, but your own individuality," I pondered at his words. Nevertheless, I paid him no mind as I continued with my food.

“Just let go, and I’ll be right there with you.” She calmed slightly as he held her. The first time was always the worst and she was so much older than she should have been for a first timer. He felt his own wolf clawing its way to the front of his mind rushing to be freed. He could feel her letting go, letting the beast with in her move forward. Her wolf was violently making its appearance, with one more blood curtailing scream Tifs eyes opened wide as the wolf broke free of the human form that held her. A beautiful red and silver creature, the bright green eyes glinting in the moon lit snow covered night. His black wolf hushing to meet hers. Siron had only one thought rush through his mind

“It seems you already know our topic for our discussion, which is the reason for your excitement. We’ll proceed to it then.” “As you may all know, all of us will eventually have our own wolves when we reach the age of sixteen. The wolf will manifest and along with it comes your permanent companion. Some even say your wolf is your soulmate, because it's the only one who will always be with you, no matter what. They can never leave you, they can never turn away from you, and they can’t betray you. Your wolf is a different entity from yourself, but still a part of you.”

“The two of you have a bond that would not be broken by death. If we use your soul, Lewis will be able to locate her whereabouts.” “But… this means that your soul will be endangered. And even if your soul survived, it will be under Lewis’ control.” “Are you… willing to do that?” I asked. In fact, I did not expect anything from Alec’s wolf. In my vision, his wolf was very passive and although he showed displeasure on the way Alec was treating me, ultimately, he did not do anything to stop him. Thus, it surprised me when his wolf did not even take a second and immediately agreed to my request.

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.

“Feel your heart beating. Feel the blood rushing through your veins. Clear your mind. Call your wolf.” “I’m not alone.” “Good. Feel her. Invite her forward.” “Esmerelda.” Ghost sensed my apprehension. “It’s going to hurt. Bones will break. My skin will tear.” “Yes. The more you practice, the quicker and easier it will become.” I began again. The trauma of transfiguration was still present. My wolf and I agreed. “She’s not ready.” My father nodded to Ghost. Ghost was gone in the blink of an eye, and a beautiful giant black wolf appeared.

Adalwolf It was dark and I was alone this time . But in a way, I could scent her . She was close . I tried to look for her but as her scent drew closer, I saw nothing again . I could feel the deep loneliness . My wolf howled in sorrow . She left me . My other half . My anchor . Then another female wolf came . She was different . Her fur was black with splotches of white . I recognized her but I still could not bring the name to mind .