Wolf System Novels & Stories

I always wondered why there are no black wolves in the modern world. More precisely, why I have not yet come across one. After all, my inner beast is a black wolf. And the answer was simple - I'm from another world, the world of magic and sorcery. Also, the gift of fire flows in my veins, and after traveling to the universe of my ancestors, I was finally able to curb it. It was only after visiting the house of my grandparents that I managed to truly learn how to control my flame. Now I will no longer allow you to wipe your feet on me, because my strength is in no way inferior to the strength of any alpha male. The frightened puppy is a thing of the past and, if necessary, I will force everyo

My wolf turned around so fast I almost got whiplash. After a brief moment of rustling clothes and then cracking bones, I turned to see a black wolf with fiery red eyes. When he said he was a warrior wolf, I did not understand that he meant just that. As I stared at the wolf with pitch-black fur and not a drop of colour mixed in, I knew he had not exaggerated. Wolves of this coloring were well known for their strength, just as wolves like Ana were known for carrying generational wisdom.

“So… so Wolf is worried about being blackmailed to protect Briley and Ice and the twins and Viking? Like, he has to pay the cop so he doesn’t – what? Work with the cult again and turn you guys in, assuming that he knows about the New Mexico compound? I mean, Briley knew about the place in the desert, right?” “Honestly? I think that Wolf is worried because he doesn’t have enough hard information. Everything is just ‘maybe’ and 'what if’. Lots of blind alleys. Wolf doesn’t do well with that level of uncertainty, baby. The man is a serious control freak in some ways, and the number one thing he likes to know is what an enemy or threat knows that can be used to hurt us. He also likes to know whe

"Welcome, students. This is the Luna Sphere, a device that will help us determine your rank and wolf type. It's quite simple, really. All you have to do is place your hand on the sphere, and it will detect your energy." She gestured to the computers. "The sphere will send the input to the computers, which will then display your rank and wolf type. Don't worry, it's completely painless and safe." She smiled reassuringly. "Now, I know some of you may be wondering what the different colors mean when you’d touch the ball. Well, let me tell you. The sphere will glow in different colors depending on your wolf power. A higher glow with bright red is normally indicative of an Alpha wolf. Blue is typ

Gradually with every word that he spoke, Nicole was beginning to regain her consciousness but just then a day tipped over one of the stainless steel objects there that made such a loud sound. The sound broke Nicole’s concentration within her body and triggered the wolf even more, they hated loud sound or bright light. The she wolf was pissed now and broke the second restraint almost immediately. Then the rampage begun, she went towards Henry and growled really loudly like she was about to attack him but she was slightly able to recognize him, she tossed him aside and then Nicole turned and rammed her way through the door of the basement.

So, once in awhile, a wolf will shift and run the wild, hunt, and just be the wild animal that it is. Ever since the wolves came into the Wizard Realm, they were never allowed to run around freely. However, Harold seemed to have forgotten that wolves are just wild animals and they love their freedom. They cannot be confined. They cannot be controlled. They need to be free to run, to roam and to hunt. Now, Harold had thought that he could control the wolves. However, he made one grave mistake. He forgot that the wolves were supernatural beings. He forgot that they were primal predators. If things do not go their way, they can easily turn feral and uncontrollably sinister.

Adults engaged in various tasks My attention was drawn to a group of werewolves surrounding a figure of immense size and crimson hue. Their watchful gazes met mine, their primal instincts sensing my approach. Among them stood the majestic red wolf, a beacon of strength and authority. The red wolf's piercing eyes locked onto mine, and I could feel the weight of his presence as he began to approach me. His powerful strides conveyed a sense of dominance and confidence, his every movement radiating a primal energy that commanded respect.

"Yeah! Do you know he was a wolf and also belonged to our pack? I first saw him the day I joined the pack. He was the one who made them know I attended the same school as him. He was also the tattletale who made the pack know I have you as a friend although none of them knows that you're a werewolf talk more of being your father's daughter. If they were aware, they would have found a way of getting to you and probably, one of the stronger alphas would have thought of making you their own through marriage. Back to the dead guy, he was always bullying me both at the pack and at school. He thought we were seeing each other as lovers. Every damn explanation I have given him yielded no result. He

What is her gift? - We, by virtue of nature, cannot freely communicate with animals, they are afraid of us, - she began to explain, - and werewolves with such a gift not only approach any animals calmly, but also feel their life streams. For example, you can say that your head hurts, show where it hurts, and werewolves with such a gift feel it. They are excellent veterinarians and are highly valued at our fur farms. In our flock, sable, arctic fox, marten, ermine are bred. A very profitable business. I still don't get what's wrong? A wonderful gift, - but I thought to myself that I don’t have a gift at all.

The Solar Eclipse Pack was a small pack that consisted of about 500 wolves and 100 of them were warriors. they were located in the rural parts of Virginia, more specific closer to Marion, Virginia. They have been fighting other packs around them for months,because they were the smallest pack of the packs around them. Those fight were more for territory over anything else. The strongest of any of the packs around them was the Blood Lust pack. All they cared about was power and territory.