Wolf By Night Novels & Stories

I had to tell Cole. Cole was our Alpha and he would know exactly what to do with this information. What my brother and the other wolves dont know is that our pack has been under attck by witches using black magic. Dead wolves have been found around the territory with their hearts ripped out and turned to sludge. Weird symbols were carved into their bodies.

Gradually with every word that he spoke, Nicole was beginning to regain her consciousness but just then a day tipped over one of the stainless steel objects there that made such a loud sound. The sound broke Nicole’s concentration within her body and triggered the wolf even more, they hated loud sound or bright light. The she wolf was pissed now and broke the second restraint almost immediately. Then the rampage begun, she went towards Henry and growled really loudly like she was about to attack him but she was slightly able to recognize him, she tossed him aside and then Nicole turned and rammed her way through the door of the basement.

The wolf was viewed as ferocious and relentless, and the bearer of their symbol was a deadly enemy to have. Moreover, the arrow in the design struck her as odd and had always confused her. Nevertheless, the arrow that was the weapon destined for avengement sliced through only the wolf and the moon. And she had always felt sorry for the wolf. A large, heavy-duty storage cabinet on wheels complete with tools was next to the doorframe, and Minnow could see parts of wheel prints running in front of the door. Minnow could hear a murmur of voices coming from inside the closed chamber. Although she put her ear against the cold steel and believed she was safe against the solid door, it shocked Minno

They sniffed the air, picking up on the distinctive scent of the Quercia and set off behind the buildings and into the nearby small stretches of land still covered in trees, away from human eyes. Feeling the ground beneath him vibrate with the hundreds of varying sources cleared his mind; he homed in on the unmistakable movements of a wolf and sped up. A few yards ahead he spotted the pale, mixed coloring of a pack member and signaled to Gil to get around him. The underling caught wind of them and attempted to throw them off by taking to the alleys, but Gil arrived to cut off the path. Victor dove in on him from behind, aiming for the shoulder with a shallow bite.

The night air was filled with the clang of metal and the choked sound of howls as Wade drove his claws into the neck of the last wolf still standing. The creature jerked and lifted a few inches off the ground, then Wade twisted and slammed it back down onto the cracked asphalt. The sound of breaking bones snapped clearly through the air. The wolf curled up, convulsed, and then lay still.

- I don't know why I felt in my heart that my mother wanted to say more than she did. This wasn't the first time in my life, but since my father died this has gotten worse. - Mom? You didn't even seem too shocked by the location of the guy's house! - It's just that you finally have your breakfast Beck! We're leaving in thirty minutes to fix our hair for tonight. My mother didn't like to answer questions. I was used to it enough by then, so I didn't question anything anymore. I didn't question my father's obsession with wolf artifacts and legends, I didn't question why she wore a protective necklace against something that only existed in my books.

’ Zahir’s wolf mind linked him to Wylder while trying to stop Night, but it didn’t let these words reach Wylder. At the same time, Night grabbed him by the neck and threw a couple of punches at his face before throwing Zahir’s wolf away in anger. Night chased the woman with that spicy scent. He let out a furious growl, warning her not to disobey him and return back to him, but little did he know that no one could understand his growl. He ran behind her, smelling her scent which was telling him that with each passing second, she was trying to run away from her. He kept growling at her to stop, but she didn’t stop until he blocked her way and her body hit against him.

Then, he heard a snarl, and the door flew open. A large wolf stood in the doorway, its eyes glowing red in the darkness. Fionn was frozen in terror, unable to move. But then, Tela let out a howl of her own. It was high and clear, and it cut through the night like a knife. The wolf in the doorway flinched, stepping back. Tela's howl echoed through the forest, and soon, other howls joined hers. The wolf at the door turned tail and ran, followed by the rest of the pack. Tela let out one last howl, and then silence fell.

Night crept in slowly, bringing with it a chill that pierced the skin. Under the full moonlight that bathed the forest in a silvery glow, two wolf figures galloped through the night mist. In front, Altair, a large white wolf with fur that glistened like snow, was traveling at full speed. Behind him, a slightly smaller gray wolf followed with regular breathing-that was Devota.

Neither of them looked very tired, wolfish vigor. Dylan and Kendrick are equal in size, large and massive, their fur the difference. While the fur of Sin, Dylan's wolf, is completely white, without any patches of another tone, that of Night, Kendrick's wolf, is completely black, like a night without moon and stars. Two opposites.