Wolf Divine Beast Novels & Stories

Anaki had always wanted to hear about Moon and Kurgi's 'sin against nature' for a long time. "You and Rex's beta would get along just fine with the braicell between the two of you.!" Kit chuckled, making Rex smile, thinking of him. "Only 3 wolves in Creation have dared to go against Nature, committing the most forbidden law, 'Wolves are born...not turned'. The first wolf to do this was Winter Wolf, I was the second, and Rex you were the last, but you certainly won't be the last." Moon recalled Anatashi's words from this morning.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

I asked curiously and he furrowed his brow and looked perplexed at me, then his eyes widened. "How is Luna, I'm sure she is devastated by the loss of her child," he said worriedly. I heard wolf howls fill the air and my ears perked up. Rogues began yelling loudly and scrambling about. I tried to see what was going on and I saw two huge wolves. One black with white tips and the other all white and enormous wolf with glowing gold eyes. Lennex, our children are here, our two boys are all grown, I sent it to my mate and saw him lift his head to watch our boys. Mystrel sniffed the air and turned to me. A rogue vampire jumped on Remus and buried a knife to the hilt into his side and I watched Myst

Gerwulf yelped, holding his arm up in defense trying to protect himself from more blows. Hylda attacked him, slashing the air like a mad woman. Eloise finally found the opportunity, biting Delmar's hand hard and screaming for Gerwulf to run. At her words, his head snapped to the side, their eyes locking. Both of them stood as if time had stopped, Eloise unable to understand what was happening as he began running towards her. An earth shaking howl erupted from him, causing crowd goers to fall and drums to tip over. Even Hylda and Finn held their ears in pain. Gerwulf jumped, transforming as if he'd done it his entire life. A large blood red wolf with piercing amber eyes emerging as it barrele

“Your dad really left you in the dark, didn’t he?” I didn’t reply, and that silence was answer enough. Vivian’s voice took on a reverent tone, like she was speaking of ancient myths made real. “Phoenix wolves are among the rarest and most powerful beings in our world. Not just werewolves—they’re something beyond. Something sacred. They don’t just shift; they burn and rise. They carry the fire of rebirth, with powers that rival the moon goddess herself. They’re like divinity walking in flesh.”

Wolves beasts of stitched flesh and the bite of rot prowled the reed-lines, their eyes like sunk coins. A horn blew that was not one of Miyal's. Resonant, deep, a vibration that shook fillings from teeth. Vosvak's voice came across the wind on a laugh that had teeth that were not entirely human. He stood upon a rise like a god of devastation, tall and horror-stricken, wrapped in a cloak of shattered armor and bone. He had about him the plague-creatures flowing like a tide. Miyal's throat constricted. He longed then for easier things: a night with no roars, a bed that did not taste of ash. Those hopes expired in his mouth like smoldering embers. There was only the road ahead.

She must have used the illusion tricks on the beast. “How do we take that beast out?” she leaned back on her throne. “I felt his heart. I gripped it and exploded it. Why isn’t it dead? It still lives and even when I removed all the blood from its body, I could still feel it returning, healing quicker than ever.” “It’s not an ordinary wolf,” I sighed. “What do you mean?” I plopped to the ground exhausted. “He’s a lycan. They are stronger, faster and more dangerous. Think of James Miller but stronger and more dangerous.”

Howls of wolves were echoing. The sound of claws slashing intermingling. Making the pack lands of the Capital. Resemble hell. The ground covered in red, from the blood of the pack wolves, hunters and the bloodhounds. With the bloodhounds over powering owing to the advantage of extra ordinary strength and number. Volkan was bleeding from his arms and thighs. Yet his indomitable will , made him retort back more fiercely. His wolf growling and tearing apart the bloodhounds while Daniel was no less.

It burned like liquid fire, tearing through my skin, responding directly to the homicidal fury consuming my soul. Behind me, a thick shroud of darkness began pouring massively from my skin, swirling through the air and separating itself to form a massive, terrifying entity: **The Crimson Shadow Wolf**. The phantom beast materialized with a deafening, unholy roar that shook the very foundations of the obsidian castle. It was a sound born of pure malice and ancient death. The glowing red eyes of the ancient spiritual wolf locked onto Lysander with a bloodlust that matched the agony tearing my heart apart.

"A long time ago, someone just like you existed, your ascendant. She was an avian hybrid and you look just like her. Though she was kind, she birthed an insatiable monster; an avianwolf. He hunts down humans, phoenixes, werewolves and even ravens and feeds on them." "We might look alike or even identical, but we're two different people. She gave birth to a monster doesn't mean I'm going to." Emily's words caused his gaze to drift from the window and he turned to her. "How old are you?" He asked. "Nineteen." "Have you found your mate?" He asked and Emily frowned slightly. "Mate?" she asked. Blake sighed, "Can't believe you don't know all this." The emergency beep started blowing, and it alert