Wolf Tenth Kingdom Novels & Stories

Every wolf looked forward to their 18th birthday, it was when their wolf would fully awaken and the search for their soulmate began. Gerwulf only gave a short laugh," Eloise I have a bad feeling about tonight.... maybe my mate is going to reject me? I'm a bastard, I was born with bad luck." He ran a hand through his blood red hair, the only thing that gave him away as a hybrid. Only somebody born of a witch could have such a color. "My claim to being a future alpha is... well, it's nonexistent. Even if I bare the mark, Hylda will always fight for either Keifer or Delmar to succeed. What could I possibly offer somebody?" Eloise frowned hard, trying her best to stay happy for him. It was her j

In fact, it looked more like an army. " I'll never forgive you for this, Axle," Alina seethed as she watched the wolves surround her. They parted only to let a monstrous black wolf through, bowing in deference as he stalked past, and Alina confirmed his identity moments later as the wolf transformed into his human skin. "Hello, father." The King had arrived to take charge of his daughter. 2.

Queen Isle expressed, her body steaming angrily. "Well, my queen. I think you should listen to King Coleman. Seriously, you should consider yourself noteworthy for your labors. We have Six kingdoms which consist of the werewolves, the fairies, the humans, the elves, the vampires, and the dragon kingdoms. And all of them are lawfully under your great feet except for the kingdom of the elves. You have to be lenient yet tough... I wholly congratulate you on this victory, Queen Isle. Even your late spouse couldn't acquire as much as this," Beta Kappa intently raved and praised her.

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.

"I am with Kaiser now. We are going to be mated tonight. I want you to leave! Go away!" Before I know what is happening, a battle begins. Kaiser has already sent his magic man to the kingdom to attack them, but me as the white wolf is already intercepted them in the spirit. I am the white wolf and I will not allow anything to happen to that kingdom. So even as Alonso he worried about his people dying because of the magic men, I am already using my powers to tackle them

“Our gray wolves have the best sense of smell. You can trust that report.” “That secondhand report, corroborated by a wolf I don’t even know the name of?” She flicks her gaze up to meet mine for a split second. “Apologies, Prince Anwen, but I cannot rely on the word of anyone outside my own kingdom at this time.”

I asked. “You’re not just rare, Danni. You’re the kind of power that resets the board. Wolves will follow you. Enemies will hunt you. And the laws that protect everyone else? They don’t fully apply to you. You’re not part of the system… You’re what breaks it, if you choose too.” Joel explained. “White wolves are the first. They are the pure, they are not restricted to the things we are. Regardless of rank.” Luka added. “Rank?” I asked

His limbs twisted, paws forming where hands had been. The transformation was violent, every shift looking like it tore him apart. Sweat—or maybe blood—glistened on his fur as it covered him completely. Finally, he stood on all fours, a massive wolf with sleek black fur and those same piercing gray eyes. He panted, steam rising from his muzzle in the cool night air. I couldn't breathe. Terror mixed with awe, rooting me to the spot. This was Lucas. A werewolf. And if he was telling the truth about that... what about me? The bond?

Wake up and show me what you are. The darkness stirred. And then she saw it. A vast cavern, filled with bones. Wolf bones. Hundreds of them. Thousands. And in the center, a throne carved from obsidian. On the throne, a figure—not alive, not dead. Something in between. The whispers spoke. The First Wolf. The one who ruled before the packs. The one who created the Nulls. She gasped. Her eyes snapped open. She was back in the training caves. Sunlight streamed through the windows. The whispers were quiet.