Wolf Shifter Romance Novels & Stories

He was there the first time she had shifted as a witch wolf. He had always told her shifting was always painful for most werewolves and she shouldn't expect anything less. What had amazed her and him was that she had shifted without any prior sign. He had been amazed at her size but wasn't envious nor jealous. He only told her that it attested to how powerful she was. She had inherited her father's size and fur. The only problem she had with him was the way he was worshipping Roberto and the way he was easily swayed.

And Shamia completely shifted. Shirley and Rexor were taken aback and marveled when they saw how Shamia shifted into a silver wolf with a somewhat vivid blue streak on her forehead. Shirley felt a sense of danger, she never thought that the majestic-looking wolf in front of them was her daughter, who they always saw as weak and useless. Shamia immediately attacked Rexor, who's still in dazed. As he lay down on the ground, he couldn't do anything against her strength, all he could do was to defend himself and parry from her sharp claws and fangs.

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

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I cupped the wolf’s face and kissed its forehead, “my beautiful mate, are you ready for me.” Her wolf’s beautiful eyes blinked as her tongue licked the side of my cheek, and she whimpered for me to hurry. I stepped back and removed my sweatpants and began to shift, Achilles fluffed out his fur and stepped up to the white wolf, lowering his head to lock eyes with hers and they both howled. I felt the snap in my heart and a sudden rush of emotions overtook me and I knew at the moment that my life had now changed.

Most of the wolves had already shifted and those that had not shifted looked as if they were about to breathe their last breaths. I growled under my breath when an ash brown wolf stalked towards me, it growled at me and I knew that I had to shift if I stood a chance. It was a warrior judging from its large size. I let Sasha take control and my bones snapped into place making my clothes snap and tear away off my body. Sasha growled at the larger wolf in front of us and I grinned when I let her have full control, my eyes shifting to a bright rain forest green. She jumped on the brown wolf and tackled him down but he flipped us over and swiped at my snout.

“Why are you so angry? And how do you know about me?” He raised his brows and licked his lips. “I am sorry if I overreacted. I just—I read a book about special wolves, and you’re a Mars wolf, one who can fight against armies of shifters, one who rules, one who gives birth to the strongest heirs.” His eyes shone bright as he spoke about the abilities, but then they faded when he said, “That’s just such a big loss.” “I know. Believe me, I know. It's all useless now.”

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 banged in the wall in an attempt to dodge his attacks of claws trying to scratch my body. And soon he started to strike me, a huge growl was heard from behind. As soon I saw another wolf in the room, my eyes were stuck at the wolf eyes, it was beautiful, sparkling sapphire-colored and it has a beautiful soft white fur. Noticing her eyes, I quickly glanced at the place where Debra was lying down. I was right, she had shifted and the other wolf in the room was her, my very first time to see her in her wolf. She was beautiful even in her wolf form.

He took it upon himself to kill any wolf he came in contact with but one thing he wasn’t aware of was that there were white wolves and there were black wolves. The white wolves represented good and purity, while the black wolves were for evil and destruction. He had been fulfilling his oath until yesterday, when he left the she wolf to live, worst of all he took her in. He didn’t for once think of the consequences attached to the action. In the W.E.G, when a member desecrated a rule, his life was used as an atonement for his betrayal but it seemed as though Lucas forgot about this rule.