Wolf Mafia Novels & Stories

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

And what a thrill it was to feel freedom to the fullest. But this stupid creature was not going to turn off when he saw me on his way. I won't turn back either! My beast was driven by adrenaline from the anticipation of the hunt, and my heart beat wildly against the ribs. Jumping on the creature, I dug my claws into it, tearing its flesh. The wildling howled heart-rendingly, trying to throw me off. Will not work! Just because you're bigger doesn't mean you're stronger! I bit into his neck, trying to reach his throat. And all this time my fire did not go out! As a result, the victory was for me, and not even ashes remained from the enemy. My she-wolf was satisfied with the fight and was eager

About twenty meters away I spot them, or more to the point I spot him. Clayton Blackridge Alpha of the Lobo Sombra pack in his huge gun metal grey wolf. Standing to his right is a brown and grey wolf slightly smaller in height and not as muscular, possibly his Beta. My wolf starts stalking towards them and even though I am protesting she wants him. As I get closer he shifts back then the other wolf turns I realise he is giving us some privacy.

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I was shocked to see that we had come to a coffee shop. “I hope you take coffee?” He asked as he made his way into the shop that wasn't so fancy or new even. This has to be century old because it looked like it. We were given coffee, we both sat down in a shop where there were no other customers but us. The place was quiet and there was hardly anyone in that environment. “The first thing you need to know about Lance is that he is a special breed. He doesn't die easily and that's his advantage” I frown at his words, what does he mean by special breed? “Lance is a mafia and also a werewolf”

The Blackwood wolves surged behind her. A dark shape burst from the treeline. Amber eyes flashed beneath the moonlight. Lyla’s breath sharpened. The rival’s wolf. Lyla’s body coiled with tension. The wolf lunged. Lyla twisted beneath the blow. Her claws slid free beneath her skin. Her fist connected with the wolf’s ribs sharp and clean. The wolf hit the ground hard. Lyla’s breath sharpened. Eli’s silver gaze flashed beside her. Another dark shape lunged toward them.

Lethal. A shadow streaking through fire and ash— I, Xavier Da La Vega, the Black Wolf, born from pain and purpose. I howled—not a challenge. A plea. The golden wolf’s gaze fixed on the woman huddled protectively over her child. "NO...please no...," The woman cried and begged.

My heart skipped as I ran to the door to escape but tell me why the door was locked. The big wolf scratched its claws across my back, tearing off my flesh through my clothes. I screamed as I felt a crushing pain tear my skin apart.

" The girl said. "But he will not be alive for much time... They are the most dangerous wolf pack. Alpha Marcus Black is the most feral of all the werewolves of the time. He is in his territory you guys messed up with the wrong ones this time!!! He will eat him raw if he doesn't give those papers back. You both are screwed." The man said in a saddened tone. The girl moved at her speed and grabbed the man by his collar.

“Dad would never let them take that b*tch, so why didn’t he say anything today?” Mother crossed her legs, removing her sandals, with a wicked smile on her face. “There’s something called blackmail, Kendra.” I stopped. “Blackmail?” She pushed herself farther into my bed and rested on it, facing me as she licked a d*ck toy she got from her handbag. Mother always did that when she wasn’t able to f*ck someone and it had become a habit. “I caught your father freeing a wolfant.” “So what?” Wolfants are special wolves but they are said to be forbidden and perilous. Their genes were mutated, turning them into something else, good or bad but most times bad. Those that didn’t turn bad and didn’t die e