Wolf Goddess Novels & Stories

It finally caused a huge uproar when Fenrir finally discovered that he had been married to the moon goddess all his life. The moon goddess left her children in the world and returned to her place in the great beyond. She protected them from above and because of their parentage the white wolves possessed immense powers. Because of their parentage, the white wolves usually give birth to twins,a boy and a girl. The boy would be weak and sickly while the girl would be strong. They would both have no wolves, because they were interconnected and because they were wolves themselves before they became humans.

"The Night Wolf has a connection to the shadow realm. If he wishes to investigate there is something truly wrong even if he knows it yet or not." "As I thought," I replied. Her eyes narrowed on me, suddenly moving my way, a knowing grin growing against the side of her dry lips, "You wish to say something more?" she growled standing right before me, "Speak Master." I studied those peculiar eyes once more, clenching my jaw. "What do you know of the Night Wolves mates?" The Elder paused, the smile faltering for a moment, "The Prime wolf was the first wolf created by Selene, Goddess of Night and Moon. He had 3 gifts gifted to him by her. Light, Fire, and Ice." She turned to Liston.

I replied, staring at him intently. “A goddess wolf is a descendant who comes once in every million years. They are beautiful wolves with unique powers and appearance, mainly their white furs and additional ring of fire around their heads, made of another color. The last one to be seen was said to have a blue color around her neck. This is all I know, good night.” He replied and turned around. I scoffed. “Goodnight? Is this some joke, Alpha? You just told me I’m a damn goddess wolf and you expect me to believe your lie?” I demanded and he scoffed.

I wanted to beat myself up for thinking so lowly of my beautiful mate; she came home with the Luna and Alpha, but I was blinded by anger because of what she did, I was consumed by my pain that I failed her as a mate already. I went back to my study and sat in my chair, I closed my eyes and had flashes of what I had seen happen to Zephyra; I shot up and pulled out on of the books about the Goddesses for our kind, there were pages about the moon goddess and then the title came up “The Morrigan”, the Celtic goddess of wolves; every 25 000 years she takes lets he wolf spirit go to one she-wolf in our kind that will bring about change and rid our kind of unnecessary evils. The abilities these wol

The wolf pours me a tall glass from a pitcher beside him, and I notice his brothers exchange a meaningful look. — We have several gods, as I told you before — Miguel says with a distracted nod. — One of them is a goddess of the cold season. A goddess who dresses in the sun and gold, and has hair like snow. I'm afraid of what you're going to tell me next. — I imagine that at this moment I look a lot like her. The wolf gives a small smile in response. Before there were only stern faces and a lot of shouting and threatening looks. Now he smiles sometimes.

Verina’s wolves fanned out on either side of her, all of them large, dark, with glowing red eyes, crouching down, ready to hurl themselves at my pack. My wolves were equally prepared, stooping low, finding their centers of gravity so they could launch off of the ground and meet any attack midair. Or be the first to strike.

Victoria grew into a child stronger than anyone could have imagined. Her wolf was not just powerful, it was extraordinary. A majestic white-silver wolf, big and commanding, the very image of the Moon Goddess herself. According to ancient records, only one other wolf had ever borne that coloring: the Moon Goddess, before she ascended. She was the mother of all werewolves, the origin of their kind.

"Moon goddess, please hear my plea. I am lost in this darkness, and I need your guidance and strength to find my way." To her astonishment, a soft and radiant light began to fill the room, its ethereal glow illuminating the shadows around her. In the midst of that light, a small white wolf materialized before her. Its eyes gleamed with wisdom and power, and though it was a creature she had never seen before, there was an undeniable familiarity about it. The little wolf regarded her with an almost knowing gaze. Its presence seemed to transcend the boundaries of the physical world, as if it held a connection to the very essence of the Moon goddess herself. In a voice that echoed within her min