Romans & histoires Wolf Packs

As it turned out, the giant man was Alina's bodyguard and best friend, so any thoughts of revenge for leaving Lucas to his fate had to be put firmly out of the Alpha's head; this didn't mean that Axl and Lucas wouldn't have words, lots and lots of words when the timing was right. A knock on the door signaled Deacon's return, and as the Beta closed it after him, a somber scowl plagued his face. "The Wolf Haven pack are well guarded, Alpha; there are four fully manned outposts facing outwards across the lake so they can see everything coming and going in the water. On my stroll, I counted three men per patrol navigating their perimeter, but there are several groups of them, about two meters a

“UGH!” Today, I leave Freedom Ridge with my father, his beta, and my soon-to-be beta and gamma to head to the Mating Ball and Claiming, a week-long tradition amongst the packs of Wolf Nation where all unmated wolves gather to charm, schmooze and if you’re lucky, find your mate, your one true intended soul mate.

“Say it.” “Say what?” he asked, still trying to come to terms with her accusations. Anger still edged her voice. “You came here with more bad news didn’t you?” Lochlan straightened. “There is one pack.” “Werewolf or vampire?” “Werewolf. As I told you already, werewolves don’t run informal packs. Vampires create massive colonies they call hives where they live together, but werewolves are more nomads.” Lochlan stepped closer to the desk. “The biggest pack of werewolves belongs to Sven.”

“I was lucky.” “There are other packs?” Amerie asked. Laney smiled at her. “You didn’t think we were the only ones in the world, did you? The Spirit of the Forest loved her creations so much that she spread them throughout other forests. As soldiers of the Great Wolf, our pack was made up of stronger wolves, some with special abilities gifted by other gods and goddesses. The other packs are larger, though. We took some hard hits in the war with the creatures.” “Do Kierian and Apollo have mates then?”

But alas, Mom needs my help today and I promised I’d pick her up some hot coffee on my way over to help warm her up since we’re in the middle of Autumn and in Denali, it’ll only get colder from here. Luckily, Denali wolves are built for this kind of persistent wintry climate being that we’ve been living on these snowy-capped Mountains for centuries now that we've grown almost resistant to the cold. It also helps that we're especially known for having white, fluffy fur coats in our wolf form that protect us from the worst of the winds, compared to our other shifter neighbors. I follow reluctantly behind Becca as we enter the Beanery, my mood dwindling with each step we get closer to the worst

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

Warriors of all ranks and backgrounds assembled, their eyes filled with determination and unwavering loyalty to their pack. Alpha Raven's voice boomed through the air, cutting through the tension like a clarion call. Her words echoed with conviction, rallying the wolves, reminding them of their purpose and the necessity of their fight. Lana's heart swelled with pride as she stood among them, feeling the unity and strength that bound them together.

However, my father had held me back, warning me that while the pack was excited for my arrival and my transformation, I was also dangerous to them. He wouldn't tell me more than that and I had no idea what to make of what he said. I was dangerous to them? Why? Our smell, Danika. As an omega, we can emit...certain smells that entice other wolves. What? Why? Why would we want to emit that? It's not something we can control.

I hope to find more to wear. “Wolves are pack animals, we are not meant to be alone. A pack is run by the strongest; Alpha, Beta, Delta and Head warrior. Every move and decision we make is for the protection and betterment of the pack.” I hear feet hitting the floor, I look to the stairs and see Alec making his way over to us. I think this is the first time I have heard any of them walking. Their steps are eerily quiet. Part of being a predator I suppose, the perfect hunter. Alec takes a seat and Cain continues to inform me about rogues.

The old wolves growled at seeing their old foe near them. Their shadows united to attack them materializing in a giant wolf, however, the claws of those birds were sharp and very strong. The giant’s eyes have been pierced and his pain can be heard in a very high sound that made the earth tremble. Wolf Paws wolves, along with their clans, took advantage of the help to coordinate in a single attack. The creature roared and howled, the attack on it was heavy, but it had a last resort. His eyes and hair became red and fury took hold of his soul. A part of it, the very feelings with which Kallias had fed them.