Wolf Shifter Novels & Stories

I preach to Ness. "Just like before my Peony. Breath. Feel it all. Inhale and exhale. Relax. This is all a part of us." I do as she says, breathing and relaxing my senses all while we continue to sprint through the dark, full woods. See, Nessa and I are white. I quickly learned, once I entered school, that we were rare. White wolves weren’t known in the wolf community, so Ness and I knew that outing our wolf color probably wasn’t the best of ideas. We had no one to trust, to guide us, and we didn’t want to be controlled. So, when it’s time to shift we have to stay in the dense forest and only roam at night so as not to be seen. The high full moon shines bright and causes some concern of exp

Still fighting. I couldn’t believe my eyes because this was out of logic. Wolves can only shift, not separate from each other. Wolves are mystical beasts born with divinity. Normally, wolves are born with a human form, then start their shifting at the age of twelve. It is at that age the bones and body, nurtured by divinity, transform by restructuring. The divinity has consciousness that can communicate within the body. Wolves can only shift, not separate. It is absolutely impossible—like saying a human soul separates from the body but moves as a different entity.

I can only stare at my stupid shoes, the nicest ones I have and still too cheap for this place. “What has you frightened now?” he asks. “I don’t know how real mates behave,” I confess. “Is there something chemical between them that I can’t replicate? What if I mess up this whole act without even realizing it?” “It's not that complicated.” “Easy for you to say.” “Let's start with this.” He closes the distance between us in a single, deliberate step. “Wolf shifters crave touch.” His fingers brush the outside of my arm, then linger. “Simple gestures. Points of contact here and there.”

Glynn’s scent lingers, but he’s not here, and that worries me more than the beasts in front of us. “Stay back!” I shout, my voice carrying, my wolf itching to shift. Talis steps beside me, her claws out, her stance ready, and I feel her power through the bond, matching mine. The wraith lunges, faster than any wolf, its jaws snapping at Talis. I shift in a heartbeat, my black fur ripping through skin, and tackle it, my teeth sinking into its shoulder. It’s like biting stone, its flesh unnaturally tough, but I hold on, my wolf roaring. Talis shifts too, her silver-blue fur gleaming, her claws slashing at a wolf that dares approach her.

I'll be adding them up will I finish the book Premier Shifting: The premier shifting is the manifestation of the wolf gene in werewolves which usually takes place between the ages of sixteen to eighteen. This shifting gives a sense of belonging to every human-wolf. It is considered a gift and serves as a reminder that we aren't humans. The shifting differentiated a born wolf from humans and unless one experienced the shift, they are considered humans. Apology: If an alpha rejects your apology, you go through a series of hallucinations. The degree of it depends on the mind of the person. Some can be mild others not so much.

He spoke: "I know you are confused about a lot of things: you have been given a gift by the Oracle- you are now a werewolf but your mind is yet to adapt to your new abilities. You will experience heightened senses, a burning anger, and a fearful hunger. Under a full moon, your abilities will increase but so will your desire for blood. Eventually, you will learn to control this but for now you need to be careful let's the beast in you destroy what you cannot restore"

I shoved him to the wall and start shooting my punch in his ribs part to weaken him, he attempts to block my punches and dodged and attacked me. He grabbed me by my waist and jerked me to the ground. And he spits the blood from his mouth and wipes it, bursting in laugh and pauses. I was about to get up when I saw him gradually shifting in his wolf. His claws growing and his sharp teeth start showing up. In no time, he shifts into a massive and strong grey wolf. He dugs his claws on the floor and glares at me with his grey eyes prepared to attack me. He walks to me as I stepped back like I was scared of his current shape in wolf. It was in a rage, yet evil face in his wolf too. I banged in th

" I choke on a breath at his proximity, pulling away slightly. I tilt my head, wondering exactly what I want to know. What I need to know. Might as well start with the basics. "What is this white stuff?" I inquire, my voice still shaking with fear of the monster. "It's called a Shifter," Wes says, the words flowing like melted butter from his lips, "and they're the sworn enemies of werewolves. They are creatures of chaos, death and misery, with eyes that reflect true hell. Invisible to the human and werewolf eye, the only way to detect a Shifter in its true form is to smell it. We are the only species with a strong enough sense of smell.

I watch in aww as Salara effortlessly shifts into her beautiful, white wolf, as if she has been shifting for years instead of a single day. She lets out a mighty roar, stopping the four rogues in their tracks as they had begun to make their way towards the screaming children. I watch in horror as four more rogues emerge from the trees, their attention solely on the white wolf that is snapping her jaws at them in warning. ‘Shift.’ Hunter growls in my mind moments before he forces the shift, causing pain to ripple through my body from the abruptness of it. ‘Get up, Human.’ He orders when I lay there panting through the pain of his brutally quick shift.

I ask, glad to have a subject change. "Yeah. She doesn't have a clue. She specifically said she has never heard of anyone being able to create a she wolf. Even the first shifter were males who mated with humans to create the first she wolves. From there, we know the different stories. I don't know who would know. Well, besides the damn singer in our basement." "He won't give us anything. Orion couldn't get anything from him." Dimitri grimaces at the thought of what Orion must have done to Tavin. But the man remained loyal to Cobra Moon. He spewed bullshit about being loyal to Amira, but he isn't helping her. He is only helping Cobra.