Wolf Oc Maker Novels & Stories

I took a deep breath and continued, “But I do have one favor to ask. Can I please have some wolfsbane?” She looked back up, meeting my eyes, studying me, and cocking her head to the side. While she was human, Hugo told me that she knew about our kind. He and my mom were not the only werewolves she employed. “What do you need wolfsbane for?” “It’s personal.” I wasn’t telling her shit. “What form do you want it in?” “What forms does it come in?” “The two most common are dehydrated and a concentrated liquid—usually we sell the liquid form in darts.”

He lifted his hand to reveal a white paper origami wolf, that when you move its tail, it looks like it howls into the air. “This is for you. While you are staying with us, you are a part of our pack and nobody will ever hurt you. I give you my word, if anyone lays a hand on you, they will lose their life.” I watched his eyes flicker and could see his wolf present, there was more to his words than just calming Susan down. “That's beautiful. Look Leon it looks just like Mystic, Nate's wolf.” She gleamed as she reached for it but I on the other hand stiffened. That was not a part of the conversation we had gotten too yet.

Alpha Michael’s POV I marched into the strip club with Robert by my side, but the sight that unfolded before us had me freezing in my tracks. The once-lively club had been turned upside down, a perverted mockery of its former self. At the center of the chaos sat a man I recognized all too well – Marcus, the leader of the rogue wolves. He relaxed in a high-backed chair with a group of half-naked women surrounding him. A blonde omega with large breasts sat in his lap, his hand on one of her nipples, toying with it like he was playing a game.

“Command you to change your form? Kent you just met her and she already has the power to—this was my point exactly. She was able to get you to change Kent. You can be in her power in no time. She already has a very charming aurora. I was nearly sucked in. I can't imagine what she is doing to an Alpha.” She was sending me wild. Her smell. The color of her hair, and how the blond turns into gold in the sun. I was close to wagging my tail in front of her when she asked me to change. I needed to keep away. Max was right. A Wolf Rider’s power was stronger for an Alpha. “You're right. I am going to keep away from her. I'll just ask Madeline to accompany me the next full moon and I can talk to her.

But to do that I have to endure the shifting, I'll have to leave my parent's home and move into the alpha's place, all kids my age have to do it. Wolves are immortal and take our sweet time before bringing kids into this world, my siblings are old enough to be my parents not that we show, the whole pack look around the twenty to the thirty-year-old mark. Only the elderly look old enough to be in their forties, now although I'm going through my puberty being a hundred years old, I only look like I'm sixteen, I could pass as seventeen sometimes in the human world.

Stumbling through the entrance in a wobbly state, warped her surroundings once more and teleported her into her home, where she found a large wolf waiting. Ears perked up at her arrival and its gaze flicked to her as she fell over in surprise. The wolf was large, with glossy fur as black as the cosmos, a long, fluffy tail that swished to a steady rhythm, and eyes like glittering gold. It approached her lightly. Using its nose, it nudged her hand up to say she could touch. She hesitated, slightly recoiling in fear. The wolf closed its eyes in understanding and nuzzled her hand in encouragement. The softness of its fur soothed her instantly and it leaned into her touch before shifting into its

Silas said. Darius looked between them. “Then we need something that doesn’t depend on memory.” Aurora was still holding Onyx’s arm when she answered. “Instinct doesn’t.” Maeve turned toward her, and Aurora explained that wild wolves did not need to remember how to respond to every threat. They ran, hunted and protected themselves without reasoning through each movement. Those reactions came from something older and deeper than conscious memory. “The Unmade were created to consume inherited wolf memory,” Onyx said. “They may not be able to consume instinct in the same way.”

My heart was beginning to thump. Hurt me? "Continue, let's hear it" I muttered. "The thing mum was holding was zendaya's wolf" she paused. What? Does she have a wolf? I thought she was wolfless" I asked, dumbfounded. Yes, she does have a wolf. A powerful one at that. Mum and Dad locked it away. Actually, mum forced Dad to do so. "But how? Is it possible to lock someone's wolf?" I asked, confused. "Yes, through the help of a witch" she explained and I nodded.

But he did everything he could to not let it show out of love for Margaret and Mary, who have their origins in this race. Occisor turned into a wolf only once, when his family was cornered by the wolves of the Nebula Pack. That was two years ago. He felt his entire body heat up, his eyes turned red, his bones shattered and reshaped and his human body gave way to a huge red-eyed black wolf almost over three meters tall. The pure dominance that exuded from him hurt the other lycanthropes and it was almost as if they were in the overwhelming presence of the dominance of the genuine alpha.

“You made this?” “Spent the last few weeks working on them during my watch shifts,” Marcus admitted. “Figured you kids should have something to play with besides your powers.” Ash opened his to find a similar wolf, but this one was in a pouncing position, caught mid-leap with its mouth open in a silent howl. “They’re us,” Ash said, his voice filled with wonder. He held his wolf up next to Ari’s, and even I could see it, one standing guard, one ready to attack. Just like their personalities. “Uncle Marcus, you made wolves that are us!”