Wolf Tail Game Novels & Stories

“I can’t interfere with mortal affairs using divine power, not unless it’s the final war. Until we face Xareth I choose stay here as I am. Mortal.” A slow breath of relief poured out of me. Not because I wanted him powerless, but because he chose us over divinity. He gave my hand a small squeeze and smiled. “Come on let’s go watch the games.” I nodded, still a little dazed, and let him lead me through the woods. The arena sat like a dream carved into the earth, its edges woven with glowing vines, seats crafted from enchanted stone that shifted to fit each guest. Then Wolves came. Shifting mid-leap, racing across the arena with stunning grace. But these weren’t ordinary wolves. Their fur glim

"But obviously, he's not now. Elias loves you." I nodded, one corner of my lips curling into a smile. "Thanks, Seven." He gave me a crooked smile. "Alphas think differently. Also, wolves think differently, too. When you're a wolf, the senses and emotions are heightened. You feel everything stronger." I nodded, understanding. I mixed another drink for both of us and then sat down at the table. "So, how are we going to catch Balista?" His eyes nearly bugged out of his head. "You can't catch him. He's a wizard."

but then he turned his gaze away. A sigh of relief quietly left my lips. We made it to the shattered window that was tearing open. "Avoid the glass and be careful," Axil muttered beneath his breath as he carefully bent down and placed a foot on the window ledge, preparing to jump. He looked back at us again, "don't think, act." Then he disappeared through the window. I didn't bother to use magic. I knew he'd be fine. Unlike Liza and I... We waited for a brief minute before we peeked our heads through the window to see a very large wolf, waiting beneath the window, a piece of clothing hanging from his mouth.

He looked up at me for a moment, then looked back down. "What I had heard moving turned and made a beeline for me. Out on the trail ahead of me stepped the biggest wolf I had ever seen. Its fur was matted and dirty. It had its ears back and its head low as it snarled." Skye closed his eyes as if reliving that day. "Foam coated its jaws."

"Locked under the magic of witchcraft is a wolf strongest known to exist. With eyes red as blood and fur dark as night, he was a sight no one remained alive to describe. Many have tried bringing it to life,but failed giving away their lives. Untill an innocent girl comes sealing her and the fate of entire mankind The girl named Thora Valentine" .................................................. 7:15 am Bloodmoon pack grounds A girl lays on the cold freezing ground. Her breath coming out heavy as she tries to move.

feeling. I'm beginning to panic. I can't wrap my mind around how I could be a wolf! How is this possible? I ask myself out loud as I'm pacing the yard. I feel that same feeling; my eyes are burning, my heart is beating fast, and my fingers are hurting this time more than the first time, causing me to scream so loud that my sisters come running outside. I'm now at my knees, holding my eyes shut and my hands in the pockets of my hoodie. They get to my side asking what's wrong, trying to help me up in trying to hide what's happening to me, but the pain is so intense I can't fight it monaye grabs my left hand out of my pocket when I fall over in intense pain she looks at my hand and drops it qu

Cyrus, the largest grey wolf, stepped towards us and bent his head, revering our newest member. Esmerelda followed my gaze and was startled. She tried to get up but kept falling down, unable to coordinate her four legs. Her whines and whimpers tugged at my heart. Cyrus took another step, and Magnus howled long and soulfully, freaking her out. Terror consumed her as she adjusted and flew on top of a granite boulder. She looked at me in utter betrayal before leaping off the rock and sprinting effortlessly over the line of wolves. Her white fur streaked against the dark green mountainside as we all paused in awe.

Memories of her past lives drove her forward. Leaping over the children, the large wolf stood between them and the pack of rogues that were creeping through the woods. She let out a deep protective growl and warning yip. Her ears twitched as she heard the movement behind her and knew that Hadrian and Theo were getting the kids. Theo and other wolves ushered all the pups away as Hadrian carefully approached his mate. The rogue scents were strong even as they hid in the shadows. Movement to her right distracted Gelert for just a moment. The leader took the opportunity to attack the large wolf.

Never taking anything serious. Little Nate is the youngest at 14. He’s never been the same since our parents. He was always an inquisitive, bubbly boy but when they died, he shut us out. Rarely talks to many people and spends his days going to school then coming home and playing video games. He has started hearing his wolf though so I’m hoping that when he finally shifts it might help him open up more.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.