Wolf Inside Me Novels & Stories

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.

My wolf desired something I could not easily relinquish, something bestowed upon me by the moon. My body trembled with the raw, unfiltered anger coursing through me. It was as if my animal instincts were taking control, overpowering my rational mind. Before I could make sense of what was happening, my bones began to crack, and my wolf emerged, ready to unleash its fury.

"What has the werewolves done to you, you are currently out of your mind you don't even know what you are doing" This guy started talking to me like as if you knew me before. Well, that is none of my business as I am ready to crush him down. But looking at him he appears like one of the most dangerous wolves Joel was talking about. With it's black furs, and blue eyes, I don't need any further prove to know that it is the Alpha. "So you wouldn't run for your dear life? you want to fight one of the most dangerous Hunter?" "Well l, that's nice!" I said as I leap towards him and landed a punch on his face.

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. I didn't question how my father died, I didn't question anything. I just let life go with me, I let it heal from all the things that were left behind to move on. Soon we were ready, I left the house with the feeling that I should go back but still I went. The Hall was crowded, everyone surprised to finally see me out of my shell, out of the cave where I had been holed up since the day of the great pain. - I don't think I even know how many times that day I heard that phrase pounding in my mind.

Lucas tried to explain to Chad. "What happens when you snap? Do you recognize what's going on between your Wolf and human?" Chad asked, suddenly curious. "My human gets angry at what it wants to, which works up my Wolf. After that my Wolf gets stronger the more my human gets angry. If I get too angry, my Wolf craves blood, flesh, death. My human tries to reason with my Wolf. Usually it does the trick, but there are times, like last night, that my Blood Wolf comes out. If that happens, it's all over for those who provoke me. There are rare times my human prevails, but at great cost to my human." Lucas looked down, ashamed.

Fuck it that will break through! - It would be better if someone gave you already! I growled. - Impotent old! - Now I'll fuck you! - Approaching me close, he spoke in syllables. - Dreaming is not harmful! I pushed him away, turning into a wolf. Mikhail flew out of the locker room, kicking down the door. A moment - and an embittered black wolf ran into the room. I bared my teeth, summoning my fire. Not the first time someone attacked me stronger, for the sake of my own body! I shouldn't have lost. He rushed at him, digging his claws into the scruff of the neck. He tossed me aside like a doll. Now I flew out of the room and attacked again.

"I am going to change everything and it's because of you, that I'm so certain. I haven't told anyone this because it was a time that I found doubt in myself–as a shifter and an alpha. A horrible accident nearly killed me when I was in Genoa and it effected my healing, strength, speed; everything," He put his head on her shoulder with a sigh, "I was afraid to lose who I was and in a desperate attempt to heal faster I found... unconventional advice. There is no exact scientifical explanation for rogue wolves because they are like an illness, but what if we introduced that into our normal DNA?" A series of sounds appeared at max volume in her mind, from screams to running steps–the swish of gra

My wolf snarls, not in fear but in warning. The air cracks. A violent surge of energy bursts from me, hot and bright like lightning striking. It shoots straight through him. His body jerks hard behind me. The arm around my waist spasms. The hand over my mouth rips away as a choked sound tears from his throat. Electricity still crackling from my skin, I turned around. My breath shaking and my heart slamming against my ribs. But my wolf stands tall inside me, ready to fight. “Who are—” I started to say, but stopped myself as I looked down at them.

Victoria muttered, “I didn’t actually expect you to go, though. Who treks out into the wilderness looking for their wolf? You find them inside you. You tap in, call them forward. I had no idea that you didn’t know that.” I stopped so abruptly she almost crashed into my back. I whipped around, anger flaring hot. “What did you just say?” She blinked, confused. “Wait…are you serious, Princess? Your wolf isn’t some lost puppy hiding in the woods. She’s inside you. Always has been. You just… reach for her. Call her name and she answers. It’s that simple really.” I let out a laugh that was half-hysterical, half-maniacal. “So my wolf’s just chilling inside me right now? And I’ve been checking under

My wolf form was already active, but the fall felt like an eternity, and my instincts were overwhelmed by the shock of the situation. The land below rushed toward me, the details sharpening with every passing second. My breath hitched, and a desperate cry tore from my throat. Christian's words echoed in my mind, a lifeline amidst the chaos. "Trust me and yourself, and call out for your wolf..." With a surge of desperation, I closed my eyes and reached out mentally, calling out to my wolf. Fear gripped me, threatening to paralyze my senses, but I pushed through it, clinging to the hope that there was something within me that could save me.