Willow Wolf Novels & Stories

She knows better than to do something so reckless. Not only did Layla almost kill Willie—another pack member—but Willow is also set to become the Pack’s next Luna. Wolf on wolf violence is strictly prohibited unless sanctioned and guided by the pack elders. Occasionally, business and other matters of life are handled this way by The Pack, but it’s very rare to see two wolves fighting in public. We have laws against that. Laws that Layla so recklessly broke. As soon as I was sure Willow was safe, I was going to round her up and head to my father’s so she can be dealt with accordingly.

The Solar Eclipse Pack was a small pack that consisted of about 500 wolves and 100 of them were warriors. they were located in the rural parts of Virginia, more specific closer to Marion, Virginia. They have been fighting other packs around them for months,because they were the smallest pack of the packs around them. Those fight were more for territory over anything else. The strongest of any of the packs around them was the Blood Lust pack. All they cared about was power and territory.

I laughed as he jumped at me again, and I grabbed him by his leg and tossed him to the ground. "I remember this one time, the two of you decided that you wanted to beat on this one pack wolf. See, he was weak at the time because his wolf had tucked themselves away. What you didn't expect after you tossed him from that cliff and down into the gorge, was for him to come back to life." I moved toward the wolf, aware of another coming up behind me. While the murderer before me was climbing to his feet, I quickly spun around and snapped the neck of the other wolf who had just joined us.

Luther scratches him behind the ears “ Congrats, buddy.” Ryan looks at the female wolf “ Welcome to the family, little miss.” Arya calls out “ Lola.” She points to the other wolf “ He is Theo.” Lexi pulls her glow back just a little. “ Val, honey. Would you come here, please?” she asks. Honey, I like it. I get up yet make sure to move slowly. I stand by Lexi’s side and sit on the floor next to her. “ My babies, this is Val. Another mate. Hopefully the last.” Lexi giggles. Then she proceeds to introduce all the wolves. She named each and every one of them.

"Maybe not today. Maybe not for years. But eventually, your wolf would have emerged. It's better it happened here, where we can help you, than it happening alone somewhere." Willow didn't respond. "There was a voice," she said suddenly. I looked at her. "What?" "When I was... like that." She swallowed hard. "There was a voice in my head. Not mine. Someone else's." "What did it say?" I asked carefully. "That she wouldn't hurt me. That I was safe." Willow's hands twisted in the blanket. "She said her name was Ember." "That's your wolf," Zeviar said gently. "She's a part of you."

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

I sigh, “I don’t understand her. Most wolves can’t wait to find their mate. I have been waiting and hoping to meet my mate since I was seventeen.” Pete places his hand on my shoulder, “That’s the thing. You don’t understand her. Willow was raised by humans as a baby. She didn’t have anyone there to tell her that she was a werewolf. When she turned sixteen, she shifted for the first time alone. Most of us have someone there to help us through it and we always know what to expect from childhood. Can you imagine going through that all alone and then realizing that you can never return to the human family that raised you because it is too dangerous for them?”

This cowboy wolf was none other than Jeremy Lennon, high commander of the Grey Wolf armies, infamous Grey Wolf warrior, and one of the fiercest wolves ever to live. Anytime one of the Wild Eight had returned to their compound near death’s door and clinging to a thread of life, this man had almost always been the one singularly responsible—and that didn’t begin to cover the damage he’d done to the Wild Eight through the information-gathering and patrolling schedules demanded of his men. If she’d thought his battle scars made him intimidating, the pair of eyes locking onto the bush she hid in, as if he saw straight through the shrubbery, chilled her more than the snow beneath her paws. Irises

“I think he is perhaps mixed with black leopard—humans call them panthers.” Jessie managed to keep her mouth from falling open despite her shock. “Wouldn’t his hair be black? I mean, Valiant has orange-red hair similar to a lion. I met Flame and he has light red hair but he’s got the cat eyes. I could see that right off.” Breeze bit her lip. “I can’t discuss this with you, Jessie.” “Why not?” Breeze hesitated again but blew out a breath. “You are a friend to us and save our

Only the strongest and the best warrior can work as a Quill warrior. We are in Quilluet Pack, the strongest, biggest, and oldest pack in the world. There are about 12.000 werewolves living in Quilluet's teritory. There are so many strong warriors from this pack, including our Alpha, Alpha Eaton Flynn. He is known as the strongest alpha in the world now. He took over this pack when he was only 16 years old. He is very attractive too......well at least that's what i heard.