Wolf Ranks Novels & Stories

“Why couldn’t you fair plant a cultivate? Take up knitting?” The picture of a bunch of macho guys accumulated around the sitting room clicking their needles with a roll of yarn at their feet nearly made him giggle out boisterous. “Wolves are pack creatures, and so are werewolves. The pack works together. Lives together. They do everything together. A wolf without a pack won’t final exceptionally long, and those that do are a few difficult ass mother fuckers.” “You’re not telling me anything I don’t as of now know.”

The fur that adorned my wolf's form was not just any color—it was a pure, pristine white. Whispers rippled through the pack, carried on the wind like a sacred secret revealed. The legend of the white wolf echoed in their murmurs, a tale passed down through generations. It was said that a white wolf possessed a unique power, a healing ability that transcended the bounds of ordinary werewolves. They were believed to be chosen, destined to bring solace and aid to those in need.

Anaki had always wanted to hear about Moon and Kurgi's 'sin against nature' for a long time. "You and Rex's beta would get along just fine with the braicell between the two of you.!" Kit chuckled, making Rex smile, thinking of him. "Only 3 wolves in Creation have dared to go against Nature, committing the most forbidden law, 'Wolves are born...not turned'. The first wolf to do this was Winter Wolf, I was the second, and Rex you were the last, but you certainly won't be the last." Moon recalled Anatashi's words from this morning.

He produced croaking sounds with an admixture of coughing and snorted contentedly. "No," Leo broke the silence. “I never would have thought that you would chicken out in front of a human girl, Ar.” Once again, he teased him. “Hmmm, you’ll have to do it yourself… You remember the words of the ceremony, don’t you?” Does the phrase “Right of the wolf” suggest an idea? turned to Leela. — Wolves? Wolves…” she glanced at the dog moving impatiently from paw to paw. - Werewolves, right? she exclaimed, but she herself did not believe in the spoken words.

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.

Omegas, both male and female can get pregnant. Then there’s regular wolves- they aren’t ranked at all but can train to be warriors and other productive members of the pack Ex: doctors, teachers, gardeners, daycare center staff, restaurants etc. Finally there’s ROGUES- these wolves are cast out or leave on their own from their packs for various reasons (they committed a crime, defied the Alpha or higher ranked wolves in the pack. Running away from something awful, don’t do well in pack setting or simply just want to travel) Anyone can become a rogue. Most are extremely violent but some aren’t.

She had found her place among these wolves and she was ready to fight for it. With her head held high and her gaze fixed on the horizon, Sable addressed the assembled wolves once again. "We must remain steadfast in our mission. We will face adversity, but together, we will overcome it. Let us not forget the power of love and acceptance that has brought us together. It is what defines us as a pack." The wolves nodded in agreement, their eyes filled with determination. Sable's words resonated in their hearts, fueling a fire within them that could not be extinguished. They were united now, bound by a common purpose and a shared vision.

"Gil, allow me to explain something," says the grand master Serafín, approaching her calmly and serenely. "Wolves are creatures that deeply value the concept of loyalty and commitment to their pack. For them, the pack is their family, their home, and their primary source of protection and survival.

“Sigmas are very special genes with exceptional wolf traits, they're just like a human and a beast as well. Exhibiting traits of a casted werewolf which makes them highly cursed from the supernatural powers of Oz. Wolves are known to be fierce and aggressive ranging from their hierarchy like the male and female Alphas have their eyes to be red every other werewolf golden brown, some golden. The ruler of the wolf kingdoms was the Rogue before power was transformed to the Wolverines which were your father, and your great grandfather haven defeated the black jinx from the evil wizard there in the period of Oz.

Even from this distance, I could feel the chill emanating from those ancient stones, a stark reminder of the harsh world I was entering. The Ice Wolves were legendary among our kind, known for their fierce independence and mastery over the cold. Unlike other packs, they were said to draw their power directly from the frozen landscape they called home. Rumors spoke of their ability to blend seamlessly with the snow, to summon blizzards with a howl, and to traverse glaciers that would spell death for any other wolf.