Wolf Mates Novels & Stories

Lola chuckled, “Magic powers?” No one laughed and Tristan responded, “All the wolves from the Fire Wolf clan were born with magical abilities. Like reading minds, hurting people by looking at them, controlling water, teleporting, speaking to animals and so much more. They said that the first Fire Wolf Agnitus was able to set anything on fire where he set his eyes on.” Lola understood by now that they were all dead serious about this, so she asked, “So what happened to them? “

she read, "werewolves have been described throughout different parts of the world for centuries. In the last century, several werewolf sightings have been recorded. The werewolf legend has spread across borders, even across seas and oceans. The shapeshifter wolf has the ability to change form at any time. Aggressive energy or anger may increase the likelihood of causing an unintentional transformation, so such shifters are cautioned to practice extreme discipline and self-control. Black and white werewolves, particularly, are also able to maintain the same ability to think consciously and reasonably as a regular human being, no matter what form they take physically." Jamie read the paragraph

All the alive rouge wolves ran away. All pack wolves slowly started shifting back. The white wolves that killed the red wolf was Alpha Aston Silver and gamma Ryan Silver and the honey she-wolf was Ryan's mate. I checked my unconscious mate. I nudged her with a snout. She had a bite wound on her left leg which wasn't healed. I sniffed her and nudged her with the hope she might wake up.

Alpha Dagon tilts his head as he looks at the mad wolf, who slams himself against the wall with a cry. “It means something is stirring. Mad wolves come from deep pain, trauma and loss. Some of them are high on wolfband, others are broken, mentally and emotionally, they don't choose, their minds snap and they lose control. They inflict pain on themselves and lose entirely their human side, unlike rogues who still have a chance to live normal lives after banishment from their packs.” Kieran's eyes narrow. “He wasn't just mad, he was strong, quick too, he almost got me,”

I spoke the moment they all were done introducing themselves, directing my question to all of them. “We need to know if you have found your mate?” One of them answered. “And the kind of wolf she is, is she special? What rank is she? Is she fit to be your Luna?” “In conclusion, we hope she isn’t an abomination. White wolves and silver wolves are known as abominations. Because with there creation, destruction is bound to follow.”

She would lead her people and unite the kingdom. Now nobody knows when that will occur. But it’s also being said that once a Faulkner mates with a Dame, they will produce the next Damel. She would carry with her the power of the last Ralia; she would share light with her pack, and they would harness their powers. But she never came. “But Dad, there are no werewolves, witches, or anything. Witchcraft is banned here,” I said. “Son, the dames have been mutated into a strong species of wolves called the white wolves. They are the strongest. We just have wolves who carry their genes. You know, it is said that in the whole of Lycanthropy, there was just one,” he said.

We called them Tethra wolves and ultimately, we have to sacrifice them. "It is rare to see a werewolf and a human mated, our species are not meant to mingle but when they have offspring the wolf gene is dominant resulting in having pups and not human babies. You can expect to live a long life beside me while sharing the mate bond, my dear." She takes her time to ask in return, "What will happen if one of us dies first?"

Z saw in the hologram how horrifying the wolves were, how a few drops of their saliva sizzled to a Wielder’s skin, and how Henmulga couldn’t defeat it, as she’d been reduced to running away. In the final slide, the wolf’s prominent feature had been shown again. Unlike the normal ones, it has a furry body that’s inflamed with blue energy, dancing gracefully from its feet, all the way to its wide-set toxic eyes. The class then ended with Ms. Marietta's note that even a wolf's bark was fatal, for it alone could render the Wielder immobile. Z had been awoken when her head banged against the table. She shook her head, trying to fight drowsiness; however, the more she resisted, the more the whispe

I threw the book towards Xander who opened it to the marked page and began to read aloud. “Though every wolf created is special in its own way, there are a few which stand out amongst the rest. These wolves are rare and are said to be gifted by the moon goddess herself. Their human vessel is just like any other though the rare wolves can be identified by both their fur and their eyes. Silver wolves each gifted with a unique ability. An ability that can be used in both human and wolf form. White wolves are said to be direct descendants of the moon goddess. Blue eyed wolves are the rarest of all. Their eyes are the mark of the next moon goddess. These wolves are incredibly strong and are giver

Said Collin. "How about she let her wolf rear it's head." Ariel who had been quiet all throught the discussion said. Collin stared softly towards Tephanie. "Please." He mouthed. Everyone of them stared in utmost shock when Tephanie's wolf showcased itself, her eyes changed from their soft blue to a deep golden green pupils and claws making erupting from her hands right in front of them. Charlie shared a bothered look with Ester. They had never been so lucky coming across an entirely different wolf in any city they move to before. Tephanie's wolf looks like the breed from a powerful family.