Wolf Knight Novels & Stories

In a blinding series of movements, Skye placed me on my feet, whirled around to catch the attacker by the throat, and slammed him down onto the surface of the bridge. Then, something strange happened. The wolf that Skye held began to tremble and appeared as if to whither. At the same time, a foreign energy flowed into my body from the Healer's firm hand that lingered on my elbow to steady me. “Fuck.” Skye gasped and released the wolf like it had burned him, stumbling back a step to bump into my side. I saw fear in the wolf's eyes as he shook uncontrollably on the log, staring up at Skye. His gray furred chest heaved but he seemed unable to stand. Skye in turn stared in shock and revulsion at

Within seconds, we were all in our wolf forms. My wolf form was snow white with ice blue eyes—a legacy of the Moonwhisper Pack bloodline. Kaelos was a jet black wolf with amber eyes that glowed like fire. We were ready. And then they came. Viktor's forces emerged from the trees like a dark wave. In their midst, I saw Viktor in the form of a large silver wolf with a scar over his eye—the result of a previous battle. For a moment, everyone froze. Then, Viktor howled—a long, defiant sound that echoed through the valley.

I drew in a breath. Every living soul in the chamber blazed with the shape of the wolf spirit inside them. Viktor was the closest one near the circle. His human body remained motionless, arms folded, jaw tight, but around him towered the spirit of a massive black wolf. It was larger than any I had ever seen, broad shouldered and scarred, its fur dark as midnight smoke. Its eyes burned a violent red, the mark of dominance sharpened into something more dangerous. Power rolled from him in waves so thick the very air seemed to bend around his presence.

A new figure emerged, a wolf with fur like molten night, its eyes twin voids that swallowed light. The air grew heavy, the pack’s wolves cowering under its gaze. “I am Valthor, Harbinger of the Eternal Eclipse,” it growled, its voice a blade across Aria’s soul. “You broke the Moonstone, Lunar Alpha. Now you’ll pay.” Aria’s claws extended, her body tense. Without her mark, she felt mortal, fragile but her pack’s faith fueled her. “You want me? Come and try.” Kael stepped forward, his black wolf form bristling. “You’ll have to go through us.”

Just perform perfectly in front of a panel of powerful Lycans, avoid dying, and make the Wolf Slayer look good. Also, I had to remember to keep my wolf a secret. M Easy peasy.

His eyes flickering a golden yellow as he turned back to me, his face full of embarrassment and rage. “Your twin sister Raven’s wolf awakened at sixteen years old,” he spat as he stepped past Alistair, my heart pounding in my chest as we came face to face, his icy glare full of contempt. “She’s already one of our most powerful warriors, but you… you are nothing but a wolfless mutt. I have no use for you.”

I still don't understand why Hera was stopping me from intervening. "We should go," "No,!" She replied and I found myself nodding. "He's my mate," Ivy suddenly cried out. A resounding growl echoed around the house and before I could blink, a black, large wolf with white furs at the crown of his head walked out of the room. I held on to Hera as the wolf stared down at the both of us. "Fuck off, Liam" Hera yelled. "It's a fucking command, Prince" The wolf turned abruptly and ran off. I almost dropped to the floor because my legs had turned jelly.

One thing was clear—Blake Wulfric was not someone you'd ever want to cross. "I think I'm good with the tracking," I mindlinked him back, the other warriors now standing next to me. "Men?" Blake said out loud. They instantly all stripped and shifted into their wolf forms, following the border of the lake, leaving me behind. I'd be lying if I said I didn't look as Blake stripped completely naked in front of me, not even remotely interested in the others. There was something dangerous about him, and I'd never felt so turned on. He both terrified and wakened something deep within me simultaneously. I never thought I was the type, but I knew I'd let him do anything he wanted to me, consequences b

> ( his left eye has a curse which is probably why he’s the way he is, just make him submit but don’t kill him ) Axel charges and he doesn’t move which gives them the chance to grab hold of his neck ** awwwwooooooo awwwwooooooo awwwwoooooo** the wolf then lay flat as a sign of submission, as Kavi is announced victorious I rush over to them in the ring (( hey buddy, hold still I’m gonna free you )) he looked up at me, I pulled a knife out and cut my finger then pushed it forward like a dagger into his left eye, quite naturally he cried as the darkness spewed out of his eye ball and onto the ring floor (( let him go Axel )) he shifted back and cried out clutching his eye [[ what did you do to

She knew she could only get away by going up then down to try and avoid him. Wolferan was a dracion and Leanunya knew he had been tracking her for years. He never gave up even though she had outsmarted him every time they had crossed paths. He was very stubborn, more so than a mule. Once he picked a target he would either catch them or they would die; he never gave up on a target he had chosen. He was a black and gold scaled dracion with black dragon wings and it was rumored he was immortal.