Wolf Gacha Life Novels & Stories

“It was a reach. A call.” “A call?” I repeated and so did Lucien. “A call from Willow?” He nodded. “Yes. Some wolves are born with a rare gift. We call it the Soul Reach.” Lucien's head snapped up. “Soul Reach?” He asked, looking surprised and I could tell he was shocked too. “That is old talk. That power is not common and those that had it were extincted.”

"I've already got buyers lined up for werewolf parts. Necromancers are pre-ordering hearts, eyes, organs. Dragon client wants live captures for experimentation." "Live captures?" "Packless wolves, feral or near-feral, delivered alive to dragon research facilities. They pay triple corpse rates." I mark the relevant entries. "If you can capture fighters instead of killing them, I can broker the sales." Bill considers. "How much per live capture?" "Ten thousand pounds for combat-viable werewolves. Five thousand for feral ones." "That's significantly more than fight winnings." "It's also significantly harder. Capturing a werewolf alive without killing them or getting killed yourself requires ski

The fighting mechanism of adult wolfs is different from that of baby wolves. The only percentage that she can outrun a wolf is just 0.2%. That is why she lost hope from the beginning. But Dione stopped when she heard the wolf cry behind her. And she also felt a gust of wind that made her hair sways. She turned around and frowned when she saw a familiar figure… “Jax?”

He didn’t have time to focus on it though, C36M657 was being led onto the stage. “Wolf number C36M657. Born wild, captured when he was 8 years old.” A murmur rose through the crowd. “Undefeated after fighting for 24 years! This remarkable specimen is truly one of a kind. He has a second speciality as personal, so even if you’re not looking to join the fights, this could still be the wolf for you. Let’s start the bidding at one million.”

She gave me so much confidence in us. The gray wolf stepped forward and in a few seconds, the man Jack stood in front of us, a few more wolves coming up behind him. “Ah Juvia. Nice to see you. I see you have recovered well from our last play time.” He grinned at me. “Just come with me and that's it. You friend is safe, this pack is safe and nobody else gets hurt.” Rage took over me. This makes me sick. Using the lives of other people as if they didn't matter. I let out a loud angry howl, showing him I was not backing down.

The girl next to me extended her hand and said, "Hi! My name is Luna, and I'm a member of the Lost Pride pack. It's a pleasure to meet you." A werewolf again? I already hate this school. "I'm sorry, I have OCD." She drew her hand back with a concerned expression on her face. Mr Gonzalo began, "I hope you all finished the assignment I assigned you yesterday and..." Werewolves irritate me! They irritate me to no end! Why did dad enrol me in this school? Didn't he know that I asked to a human-only school? I'm getting nauseated just thinking about sitting among the werewolves!

Luka looked at his father, knowing that he somehow knew the answer. "The elders wear a transparent ring only alphas of the wolf pack can see it. The common wolves, betas and omegas, also Lunas will not be able to see the ring. That means that we have two options. We can either fight the elders ourselves, Luka, or we ask for more help from outside our pack. You can mind link the other alphas to join us." He turned his eyes on Luka that looked surprised like the rest of us. "I never heard of this before," Luka said. "How do you know I can do this?"

I slowly started the car again to continue my journey, but I came to an abrupt stop once more when a huge animal jumped onto the hood of the car. "AHHHHHH!" I screamed, seeing that enormous black wolf staring at me and licking its lips. I honked the horn to make it go away, but nothing made it leave. It was a huge wolf. The wolf jumped off the hood of the car, circling around it, never taking its eyes off me. With trembling hands, I took out my phone and dialed my dad's number, but, great, there was no signal. I slammed the gas pedal and sped away, getting as far away as I could from that wolf.

He produced croaking sounds with an admixture of coughing and snorted contentedly. "No," Leo broke the silence. “I never would have thought that you would chicken out in front of a human girl, Ar.” Once again, he teased him. “Hmmm, you’ll have to do it yourself… You remember the words of the ceremony, don’t you?” Does the phrase “Right of the wolf” suggest an idea? turned to Leela. — Wolves? Wolves…” she glanced at the dog moving impatiently from paw to paw. - Werewolves, right? she exclaimed, but she herself did not believe in the spoken words.

I blocked him then really my wolf and his arrogant beliefs! "Xavier!? Are you listening to me, Xavier?" Life asked annoyed Oh shit I was busy with that wuss wolf of mine to pay attention "Yeah yeah just talking to Xavier " "who's Xavier?" "he is my wolf" "xa-vi-er" Life tried his name and my wolf went riot he began yipping with happiness and excitement Yeah buddy she takes my name all the time! Oh shut up human you are just jealous! I- "soo say does he like me I saying, his name, that is how can you Talk to him? Can I? Do you think -"