Willow Wolf Novels & Stories

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

" You must be the Alpha's wolf." Leo stood up in front of his chair and began walking over toward Rose. "Rose don't be afraid she wolf ". Leo could smell the air. Apples and cinnamon filled the office and was driving his self crazy. " Rose. I can feel you have your wolf and you are not even eighteen yet. What's your wolf name? smiled Leo Rose wasn't sure what to do but she figured he would find out sooner or later. "My wolf that I have been blessed with is wonderful. Her name is Willow."

The entire potion was completely ruined. My wolf Willow howled almost uncontrollably, "What are you doing! Stop! This is our only hope!" Willow struggled violently within me, desperately trying to stop me. The anguish in her mental voice was so strong it gave me a splitting headache. I gripped the edge of the table, steadying myself. "Trust me," I gritted out. "We can't use this. It's what killed us." My wolf Willow's abilities ranked quite low in the pack, her healing ability, speed, and strength all inferior to other wolves of the same age, which was why we had been bullied by our peers.

I allow her to take over. “Hi mate,” Willow says to our mate, taking off the blankets and sitting atop his laps facing him. Her voice sounds so powerful and soothing at the same time. “What's your name, little one,” Kael answers her with so much adoration. “I'm Willow,” She bats her lashes at him, “Can I meet your wolf, please.” “Sure thing, Kitten, I can't tell you no.” His eyes turn completely black. “Hello mate, I finally get to meet you,” Kael's wolf says with a deep authoritative voice.

Instead of stopping like this new but cold and powerful voice that belonged to Marshall had just asked her to, Willow jumped on Harrison’s distracted wolf, and if not for the fact that Marshall was quick to lunge himself in the middle and slash at her wolf with his elongated fingers, throwing her wolf far from them, Harrison's body would have been jerking on the floor in a bloody headless mess. Willow wolf flew far from marshall and Harrison to land in a heap on a flower ridge, knocking flower vases to the ground and shattering them but she was up in the next minute. She shook her fur, got in position and this time, she raced towards Marshall whom she could no

Possibly, he was praying that I wouldn’t come back. I did not move. I just stood there, listening to the sound of the storm and the constant noise of my own breath. The wolf calmed down slowly, satisfied enough that I did not run away. I closed my eyes. Naomi. Her look on the night of transformation. Fear, anger, pity. And I realized that everything Willow had done was not about politics. It was about that. About her. She wanted to break me for the one point that still hurt. The wolf smiled inside. Or maybe it was me. No matter. Tomorrow, the council would meet again. And I would too. As wolf, as human, as alpha. Something they never learned to control.

She suddenly asked. "Okay, yeah" He laughed. "What?" "Nothing? Anyways, she doesn't only help him, she does business with him" Japh informed. "Wow! What can she not do?" Willow rolled her eyes. "She has an MBA in marketing," He said again. "She has a lot of achievements and I think…" Willow heard the crunch of twigs under feet. A pack of wolves quickly ran past them making Willow move back and lose her balance. Willow stumbled backwards but something caught her.

They’ve been training with me every day and teaching me pack details so I can help Dad and Jeremy more. Willow’s wolf jumps at me but I drop last minute and kick my hind legs up at her. She is thrown to the ground and her wolf growls. Most she-wolves have a lighter shade of fur, but Willow’s is a deep black with patterns on her fur like a Panther. She really is something to behold. “Much better Louis.” She says through the mind link. “Good move Louis, why don’t we have a break?” Thomas suggests as his wolf is sitting down watching us.

Naomi didn't know what she was referring to. "Ah you don't know" said Molly seeing the confused look on Naomi's face. "The blood of the white wolf, when consumed by a witch, gives them the ultimate power boost and the ability to control full blood wolves. I can take over every pack in the US. It will help me control every full blooded Mutt in the states."

“His name is Hallow.” I gave Thomas the cup, watching him take small sips of water. “Hello Hallow, my wolf is Willow.” I felt willow nudge my mind, so I let her come to the forefront. She whimpered at me for the state of our mate, not wanting to lose something she just found. “Would you like to run with me Hallow?” We asked him, his eyes going a solid yellow then, making Thomas shake his head and try to fight his wolf back; causing him to cough more violently.