Wolf And Kitten Novels & Stories

-I love you, my wolf, my partner, my partner. And they kissed again.

Alpha Duren. "Y-you mean I'm one of your pack members now even though I lost in the third fight?" I said. "Yes, Katharina and you will be my fighter." He said before leaving me. "Oh gosh Kath, we're so happy for you." Lily. "From rogue to a pack member of Alpha Duren, that is great news," said Tom. I smiled at them. ‘We need to leave Katharina.’ My wolf said. Even if I wanted to say yes to her, I needed first to take a look in Alpha Duren territory. Maybe it changes my wolf decision. I know my wolf. If she doesn't want it, I need to persuade her.

The wolf, Moon gives me chills. **Rex** ‘Maybe it's just the fact that we haven't met a wolf this old before. What do you think, Kit? Do we clue in Tristan or not? Surprises are bad. I've always said that and I've been right every single time.’ **Tristan**

I couldn’t undermine what it was; I never found out no matter how many times she did it. … The sound of horses rolling in from several areas of the pack made me jump in excitement. The classical male wolves from noble families in their rich tuxedos, the 1960s musicians who were always there to entertain, and the elders in their roped-up attire—all here for the celebration.

Alexei’s POV I knew it was stupid of me to argue with a younger wolf, but she clearly wasn't a cub. She was young, certainly, but Novel was convinced otherwise. “Ooo, Kitty is a baby wolf,” she’d say. I shook my head in frustration, the thoughts swirling as we moved. We arrived at the Crystal Moon Pack in the grey light of early morning. I suspect our early arrival was due to the unofficial race between me and Kitty. That name still threw me off. "Kitty" should belong to a pampered house cat, not this massive, powerful wolf.

White Wolf's Clan never want to do any negotiation with them even they are nothing infront of Black Wolf's Clan. They think themselves superiors because of their wolf colour, but they are nothing. Black Wolf's Clan is more wealthy and more powerful to them.

"Eh, you are quite a smart one. What are you doing here?" The wolf who already had its eyes closed as it laid a few meters away suddenly opened its eyes, almost making Asteria felt startled. After all, this is her first time handling a possible feral animal like this. It gazed at Asteria with a neutral face, neither it was happy nor annoying. Asteria didn't know what she should do right now. So, she just stared at the wolf curiously. If the wolf had no intention of attacking her, why did it changed its sleeping place then?

His green eyes, an unusual hue for a wolf, held a sense of mystery and depth. With joyful energy, the two wolves bounded up and down, circling each other in a playful dance. Clayton's wolf led Camden's toward a nearby stream, their paws splashing in the cool water as they continued their exuberant play. Camden couldn't help but feel a surge of exhilaration as she kept pace with Clayton, revelling in the freedom of her wolf form.

She reminds me a lot of a cat. Her existence has given me life. And ever since I met her, I exist only for her. For her and because of her. I have no other purpose except to enjoy the moment and love Jolene Duvarak. Her existence means everything to me. It means my wolf was right: he doesn't belong in a pack, he's different. He's a lone wolf, not an Alpha. And he has a mate already, a human one. Turns out, our mate is this little black cat. I couldn’t be happier.