Wolf.1994 Novels & Stories

A massive wolf burst from the bushes. Its fur was silver-white. A Silverclaw scout. It lunged for Lycian's throat. Lycian didn't transform. He didn't have time. He caught the wolf in mid-air. His hands clamped around its jaws. With a roar, he threw the beast into a tree. THUD. The wolf yelped and hit the ground hard. Two more wolves jumped from the shadows. They ignored Lycian. They went straight for Arielle. They smelled the blood on her.

Sleek and white. The crowd cheered as she circled me,her growls low and menacing. I clenched my fists,feeling the faint stir of my wolf beneath my skin. “She's weak.” Ethan growled behind me “ she doesn't belong here,and never will.” His words were like fuel to flame. Rage overwhelmed me,and I felt the fire of my wolf ignite once more. I closed my eyes,praying that my wolf will answer me,and this time,she did. Power surged through me,and when I opened my eyes,the crowd gasped. My red fur shimmered,my claws extended like sharp blades.

Introduction Reign Reign, this is Koltyn. She pointed to a dark brown wolf; he was standing over the small dirty blonde wolf. The small one is Jazlyn. The little wolf yipped, wagged her tail and nuzzled Koltyn. Koltyn’s wolf’s name is Kota and Jaz’s is Artemis and the big black one is Damien’s wolf, Ayres. Ryott explained. You can pet him; he won’t bite you. She giggled. Actually, you’re the only one who’s allowed to pet Ayres. Ayres grunted at Ryott. Oh stop, you know it’s true. She shot at him. Ayres continued to stare at me and slowly moved closer to me crawling on his belly and lowly whimpered at me. What’s he doing? I asked, my eyes going wide.

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

Finally, she understand what he’d been meaning to say but couldn’t quite get out. But, holy cow. The man she loved was a wolf? Vucovich rumbled and stepped forward, setting off the next onslaught. Lamont jumped ahead of him, and anthony braced himself for the onslaught. When the two wolves crashed together, the grizzly followed. Shelly did too, yapping and nipping to distract the grizzly. The grizzly swiped at Shelly, who barely jumped clear in time. Lily hurled another rock at the grizzly. That one bashed into the grizzly’s brow, producing another furious roar. Then she reached down for another and—

“We received a tip from an anonymous caller that this jerk is holding a weird- looking woman on his property and she’s being chained up. When the police ran the jerk’s background it turns out he has a strong association with Mercile. They called us. 47 Laurann Dohner A report like that immediately gets flagged. The tipster also implied this rich asswipe is about to move the woman. We knew we had to move on this one tonight. We’re hoping he hasn’t moved her yet since whoever called said it would go down tomorrow morning.”

Rollo perked up, waiting for Jack’s answer. “No. Why?” Beta Jack was clearly confused. “On my run today, I ran along the creek. I came upon a wolf. I didn’t recognize the scent and I didn’t recognize the wolf’s eyes when I looked into them. The wolf was a red wolf. She was absolutely beautiful. Her scent was intoxicating. I felt so at peace when I was sitting with her.” I shook my head, realizing that I must sound completely sappy as I talk with Jack.

Kassandra's POV: It has been four years of hell since my parents passed away and people are astonished that I am still alive without my wolf. They think i am weak. Today is my 18th birthday and I am hoping I can find my mate and since highschool is almost over I am debating if I want to run away and live as a lone wolf in the human city. For the past four years I have snuck out of the pack house everynight to let my wolf out and train so I am not weak. I also learned recently that alphas commands don't work on me which has me puzzled.

I shook out my fur as we ran and I glanced to see 3 wolves in step beside me. Codyn’s wolf was a sandy color with brown eyes and highlights in his fur. His wolf was slightly bigger than mine but that only made me realize how large Juno really was for a female wolf. Scarlyt’s wolf was the smallest, by far. She wasn’t kidding when she told me she was little. She was a gorgeous cream color with yellow and green eyes and paired beautifully with Codyn.

However, his progress was halted when a massive wolf leapt in front of him, its jaws gaping and its eyes flashing with deadly intent. Alister's mind raced as he assessed the situation. The wolf was clearly a beta, but that didn't mean it wasn't a formidable opponent. Its black coat was mottled with patches of fiery red fur, which seemed to glow in the light of the moon. Alister could sense the raw power emanating from the creature, and he knew he would have to be quick and decisive if he wanted to take it down.