Wolf Mafia Novels & Stories

I say who are you Wolf warrior he screamed If you truly are a wolf warrior ,let me see you go five hundred push ups while carrying Stella on your back ,someone go call me Stella i scream st the top of my voice . Trust me no one would like to carry Stella on their back ,not even lone with all his body build and strong muscles ,Stella is the largest she wolf in human form in my pack ,she's three times my size ,its not like she's chubby or anything of such and has the unusual size from eating too much ,she was born that way ,extra large from birth , finally Stella show's up and at the sight of her the wolf warrior gets up and start running away from her, "Please alpha Rosa please don't make

one of the wolves behind him said, and moved closer to him. Christian watched the large brown wolf as it got close to him, waiting for him to explain what he had just said about his father. "What do you mean?" he finally asked the large brown wolf. "Your father who says he's an Alpha is not," the wolf said. "It's only a title he walks around with, nothing more. He is not a good ruler and the pack he rules is yours. Every wrong he has done to your pack affects your wolves, but you are too blind and foolish to see it," he said.

“So… so Wolf is worried about being blackmailed to protect Briley and Ice and the twins and Viking? Like, he has to pay the cop so he doesn’t – what? Work with the cult again and turn you guys in, assuming that he knows about the New Mexico compound? I mean, Briley knew about the place in the desert, right?” “Honestly? I think that Wolf is worried because he doesn’t have enough hard information. Everything is just ‘maybe’ and 'what if’. Lots of blind alleys. Wolf doesn’t do well with that level of uncertainty, baby. The man is a serious control freak in some ways, and the number one thing he likes to know is what an enemy or threat knows that can be used to hurt us. He also likes to know whe

However, his progress was halted when a massive wolf leapt in front of him, its jaws gaping and its eyes flashing with deadly intent. Alister's mind raced as he assessed the situation. The wolf was clearly a beta, but that didn't mean it wasn't a formidable opponent. Its black coat was mottled with patches of fiery red fur, which seemed to glow in the light of the moon. Alister could sense the raw power emanating from the creature, and he knew he would have to be quick and decisive if he wanted to take it down.

I explained. After a brief pause, Daunte's voice broke the silence—his words carried a sense of urgency and concern. "Alessia, it's crucial to understand that when a wolf becomes rogue, reasoning with them becomes futile. Their primal instincts take over, and they develop an insatiable craving for blood. Onyx Fang cannot afford to harbor such dangerous individuals within our pack. The stakes are simply too high," he emphasized, his tone reflecting the weight of the situation.

Roberto groaned as he saw another truck pull up to the pack’s headquarters. He recognized the logo on the side, a stylized paw print with the words “Wolf Tech” underneath. It was the company that supplied the pack with advanced security measures, such as cameras, sensors, and alarms. They had been hired by Vitale to fortify the borders after the omegas kidnap.

Fedora hissed, her black eyes flashing between the cloth mask she wrapped around her face as our horses trotted around the dirt path. I hadn't wanted to think about it, but the woman was right. There were only so many traitors I could kill. Alaric Wolfe’s army was growing too darn close to Gotham and I didn't like it in the least bit. “Power. Isn't it obvious? Every mutt in Wolf County has blood lust the size of the fucking Atlantic!” I spat acidly, raising a hand to stop the march when my ears flexed on the quiet rustling sound coming only a few feet away from us.

Zane looked up, and his entire body went rigid. On the roof stood a snow-white wolf three times the size of Hunter. Its eyes were pure blood-red, the hallmark of the legendary Southern Faction Supreme Alpha, the man everyone thought was just a myth. The white wolf didn't attack Hunter or Seth; its terrifying gaze locked directly onto my now-flattened stomach, as if it knew exactly where Aria had been taken.

more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. and my aunt left me her handkerchief at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there were no such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone

She lost consciousness again and woke up sometime later to the sound of loud screaming. “So, you found her on accident but what were you doing there in the first place?” Noah asked angrily. Lola recognized one of the hunter’s voices that was answering, “Some organization is giving out 10.000-dollar rewards for anyone who can kill a wolf that is twice the size of a normal wolf.”