Witcher Wolves Novels & Stories

I began, explaining the intricacies of our nature. "All Wolves have the spirit of a Wolf living within their mind. We communicate with each other through this internal connection, and sometimes our Wolf can exert influence over us. However, as Reavers, we maintain strict control, never allowing our Wolf to dominate. We don't shift into wolves or transform at will; our Wolf's power is too great to be unleashed. Instead, we rely on the mind link to converse with one another, using our internal Wolf as a conduit."

She and I laughed as I sighed, “Young love.” King Fenris said, “Can we take this to the conference room? I just heard from my warriors.” We all walked to the conference room, and I took a seat next to Aidinth, and waited for everyone else to take their seats. As soon as everyone was in the room, King Fenris said, “The wolves are from a nearby pack named The Bronzetooth Pack. Their alpha, Alpha Dolph Lobo is a real character. I think Alpha Damien would be of great use here.”

“These wolves...this little pack of…well, what do we call them? The red-eyed wolves?” I feel Edric shrug. “They’re called demons in every book I’ve ever read.” I don’t like that. I can’t think of my baby as a demon. “I won’t call Deimos a demon.” “He’s not. What about them?” “Back at Mountain Fire, they made it seem like these wolves are psychopaths, and stronger than other wolves.” “Stronger than regular wolves, not stronger than Lycans. I don’t know if they’re really psychopaths, but they do have bizarre…impulses.”

Mary knew as she got closer to that damn state her wolf would become even more restless, it was home and her old family pack would be close. Bill had offered to come along but Mary knew this was dangerous even more so now that Tiffany had let her wolf free. Artemis had not fully made her way out when Mary had paid a witch to bind her daughter’s wolf and keep her hidden, hidden even from the child that shared the body and mind with. And the people that had killed her pack would know she was there as well and would be looking for her.

The two men stood toe to toe, neither backing down. "Just kill them and be done with it. Baxter you can have your females return and all will be right with the packs again. All of this uproar over some insignificant little humans. Your wolves will find other mates. Rhys, if you could find this second mate after one hundred and twenty years, wait a little longer and you'll find a third." Metzger had a smirking look that left his face when Rhys grabbed him by the lapels and picked him up like he was a cub.

Thane focused inward, seeking the voice of his wolf, Lunos. Instantly, images flooded his mind - vivid, primal, and clear. River's wolf, Selene, appeared before him, a majestic gray form that radiated strength and wisdom. Lunos responded, a strong, golden presence that resonated deeply within Thane. The two wolves communed, sharing instincts and trust in a way that transcended words. River's eyes locked with Thane's, and he saw a deep understanding there. "Our wolves are aligned," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "Through heart, soul, and mind."

Ryan says with a laugh. Just as I take my first sip Luther launches into the story of the wild wolves. It turns out that they are part of the second set I sent to try and kill Lexi. She subdued them with the help of loyal warriors. They brought them back to Luther’s pack and with the help of a witch Lexi was able to remove the spell on them. Lexi nursed them back to health. She treated them as if they were her pups. I asked why she didn’t release them. Turns out she did but they never go far from Lexi. No matter where she is, they find her. “ I’m actually surprised they didn’t show up last night.” Ryan says.

Her call is an echo on the wind, a summons to battle that cannot be ignored. Beside her appears a pair of wolves, Aoron and Eta. They connect with the werewolves, seeking compatible partners amidst the pack. Together, they unleash a powerful howl and charge towards the Drider. They attack from all directions, their claws and teeth deadly weapons that tear and rend. Gradually, they manage to break all the Drider's legs, incapacitating it.

- Don't do anything stupid! Michael said as he walked past me. How does he piss me off... We soon reached the point where I saw feral wolves, in no way inferior to those creatures that we fought against in my home magical world. A flock of huge beasts with distraught eyes. Even being a wolf, I would be like a fly to them. And there are five of them. Throughout the glade there was a fetid smell of the decomposed remains of the people they had eaten and other living creatures. Catching our scent, they pounced on us.

When the mists cleared, we were surrounded by easily a dozen pure white wolves and the rest were brown with white boots, and they were growling fiercely. *I thought Blood Claw warriors were all black, brown and gray, who the fuck is this,* Hunter asked over mind-link. Pure white wolves were actually quite uncommon, especially in this part of the world. Out of nowhere, Isaac jumped into the middle of the area and shifted back to his human form. What the hell was he doing? He suddenly jumped top of a picnic table and growled at the wolves. This was not at all very intimidating from a human, I thought. “White Star! Back down! Godfrey, get some witches here now, this is Ellie’s pack!! They don’t