Wolf By Night Novels & Stories

This time, the images remained longer. I saw a colossal silver wolf larger than galaxies. Its fur was woven from moonlight. Its eyes contained entire universes. It stood alone before a sea of darkness, and behind it… The Forgotten Ones. Thousands of them. Millions of them. The silver wolf fought. Again and again. Cycle after cycle. Protecting existence. Protecting something. Protecting someone. Then the vision shifted. The giant wolf looked downward toward a tiny child wrapped in silver light. Toward me. The vision shattered. I nearly collapsed. Kael tightened his grip. The First Queen’s face had gone pale. The Last Witness looked devastated.

*Part 5 – The Blizzard and the Axe, Day 67, Dawn* Frostfang came with the storm. 200 wolves moving like one grey wave. They didn’t howl. They didn’t announce. Raiders don’t warn prey. Alpha Varga led them. 7 feet tall. Axe head was a slab of black stone. Scars covered his face like a map of every pack he’d broken. They hit the high pass at sunrise. Saw Nightclaw waiting. Varga laughed. Sound like rocks grinding. “Nightclaw! You voted no! Why do you stand in snow for people who aren’t yours?”

Caden snarled, his golden eyes blazing with fury. The black wolf lunged, and the final, desperate battle for our home began. The full moon cast its silvery light upon the clearing, illuminating a scene of chaos and fury, where the raw power of wolves clashed with the unexpected strength of a human wielding the ancient magic of the Thorne lineage. The fate of our pack, and my own destiny, would be decided this night.

There really wasn’t enough space for this fight, especially when wolves like Luke were absolutely enormous. I darted in front of Nathaniel, growling at the wolves in front of him. Luke shifted back to human, creeping around to the side of the room. My distraction was enough that Lyla was able to jump in from behind, Luke from the left and Fives from the right, each injecting a wolf with the chloroform cocktail. Once they were in an unconscious pile, Artemis turned back to Nathaniel’s wolf, nudging him to make sure he’s okay. He nodded.

They didn't stop though, they kept riding hard on their horses away from the fortress. Just before they got to the Blade lake river, they heard the howl once more and a big black wolf leaped out of the woods, the wolf ripped off the head of one of the guards and disappeared into the woods again- leaving the guard headless on the floor with his horse running off into the dark. They didn't stop riding hard, they kept fleeing while shooting arrows in every direction- hoping to hit the strange beast with their arrows.

Clyde noticed his agitation and rolled his eyes, but went to lock and deadbolt the back door anyway. “There, it’s all locked up. The animals are safe. You can relax. You’ve looked like you’re about to be dragged back to the vet since the sun started going down. You aren’t vampires, right? They could have attacked during the day if they wanted to. Stop worrying, they probably aren’t even around here anymore.” Clyde insisted as he started to make dinner. Lance hummed something that could be taken as assent, but he didn’t buy that assessment one bit. Wolves wouldn’t burst into flames in the sun, no, but they did tend to work at night, particularly when moving in Wolf skin or as a pack.

I laughed as I looked at the image of the snow demon. Both visions disappeared and the image of my she-wolf remained in front of me. So she was talking to me? The she-wolf turned her head to one side and there appeared the image of the black wolf Michael in animal essence. He looked at my moon, not tearing his fiery gaze. But the moon turned away in the opposite direction, where the image of the snow demon, Marun, appeared. He was also in his true essence as a demonic beast. The white wolf also looked intently into the eyes of my she-wolf. There was snow in his eyes. The moon turned away from him in my direction, thereby making it clear that it was still up to me to choose.

“Yes, it seems Neil was right, you are being an asshole at the moment.” “Lily, it is not below me right now to pick you up from your collar and dump you outside of my room. Do. NOT. Test. My. Patience.” His wolf growled out, his black eyes turning gold, a sign of his wolf emerging from its slumber, only for his sister’s own black eyes to turn copper, challenging his with a small snarl.

But his Charger was his baby, just like my Harley was mine. I took the lead and River rode beside me, while Cruz followed us. So far, I didn't see any members of Nightshade or anything suspicious, but that wasn't to say that the threat wasn't there. But it was late, and Nightshade had probably finished patrolling for the night. One could only hope. But I refused to live my life in fear. We made a left turn, and the night was gorgeous. Hot already, even though it was nice. But wolf-shifters didn't feel the heat or the cold like humans. The stars were out, but the moon wouldn't be out again until the Summer Solstice in June.

I should do something before Dad finds me. I was shivering and trembling badly with stress. It was nearly midnight, and the night was picturesque. A black to navy gradient was the backdrop for a full moon. The night sky was so clear you could almost see every crater from the only window in the house. The moon, a glowing yellow-white, Loomed large, surrounded by an ethereal glow. The light of the moon hit me as I became extremely hairy in no minutes and quite a bit more bitey and aggressive. The sharp claws and teeth were exposed and my white furry tail popped out along with them. Sound of cracking bones while my wolf forced out from my body.