Wolf Treasure Novels & Stories

"He was a pirate. When he died, he left everything to me. Three years ago, my nephew came of age, i was going to give it to him. We ended up splitting everything halfway. He's the only one who knew outside the crew." When she walked away from him, he noticed the birthmark peeking out from under her blouse. Looking at that plus her white hair, he understood why Kevin named his ship The White Wolf.He found himself evious of Kevin, for even a short while, he had her love. Even though it was almost three weeks that they had been stranded, he found himself hoping it would be longer.

We can definitly see it on Kavi without a doubt so it must be you, Luna Jewel. I perk up and all attention is now focused on her. (( Well my dears, )) That voice is not Jewels voice (( Hello again, I am Jade and I am a Mystic Wolf, that is the reason why you could not smell me before, because I had no pack I had no scent and now since I've met my mate my scent has returned also since you are apart of my mates pack and I've marked him and laced his blood with my own, he shares my power and it also extends to his entire pack right down to the pups. However my gift of strength is only given, it can not be taken, meaning only I can give it, if someone where to bite me in hopes of gaining strengt

Alastor lifted himself off of me and let out a sigh. "I'll follow them," Dakari muttered and jumped off the stage, his clothes shredding around him. Tasha stared after him before giving in and jumping off the stage as well. Her wolf was the color of her skin. Chocolate brown. Her fur looked like a different texture too but she sped away too quickly. Alastor looked toward Alma. She sighed in defeat and followed the two. Her wolf looked like Alastor just a lot smaller and she had white accents. He phased and rolled onto his back next to me. "That was a disaster." He whispered.

It had raging anger in its eyes. Some knowledgeable people quickly recognized it and could not help but exclaim. “I-It’s the White Tiger Seal! I can’t believe that the youngest prince will use this enchanted treasure. It seems that the youngest prince is really out to kill this time.” Although Philip did not know what treasure the White Tiger Seal was, in his opinion, Kurt was no match for him no matter what he used.

“We seek the Hydro-Node to break the Sequence! The Black Mountain is waking, and the sky is falling! We offer the Gold to those who have lived in the Dark for too long!” ​The lead Deep-Wolf—a massive creature with a tail like a leviathan and scars that glowed like neon across its flank—approached the glass. He didn't speak; he didn't have vocal cords for the air. Instead, he pressed a webbed, silver-clawed palm to the viewport, inches from my own hand.

In the blown window, a brown she-wolf crouched half inside, breath hot and rotten, eyes intelligent and hateful. “Out of my house!” Jake bellowed. The wolf weighed him, then lifted a muscled forearm as he fired. Rounds sparked off hide and bone. Zak and Tara piled in. “Smart bitch,” Jake snapped, still working the trigger. “She’s not going down!” Zak barked, stitching a burst. “Body!” Jake yelled. They dragged fire off the skull. The she-wolf shrieked, rocked, then vaulted backward into the yard and vanished into the dark.

It was said that the Wolf Slayer had great sense of smell and that he could smell wolves from a mile away which meant he could also smell my bullshit from a mile away. I would surely die now. I should have just run off with Hailey when I had the chance. One after the other, they shot those they found to be wolves until it got to my turn. I held my breath because I thought somehow it would hide my scent. He towered over me staring deep into my eyes and at once all the events of last night came flooding back. I feared that he might remember me but my fears were diminished when he leaned into my neck and took a deep whiff of me and just for a slight second, I joined my ancestors.

I couldn’t tear my gaze away from her. I had hoped she’d returned so when Zuri kissed me…Didn’t I want her to see? So why did I feel this way? I picked it up and took in the scent. It clinged faintly to the wood. Lavender, honey and something softer beneath it. My chest tightened slightly. I opened the lid softly as it creaked. Inside rested a medium-sized wolf talisman. I smelled it. It was made with dark wood, carefully carved and very smooth beneath my fingers. The wolf’s head was lifted slightly as if it were howling toward the moon. The craftsmanship of this was delicate and precise.

I can’t tell how helpless I am feeling to not be able to help her in growing and learning her true strength’ she placed her hand on my shoulder. ‘Don’t stress much. She will learn and grow by herself, give her some time. I understand your pain, but White Wolves are sacred and only they know about their real powers, nobody knows exactly what they hold, they are meant to save us, and they quietly do their job till they live.’ My heart sank, and my hold around her hand tightened.

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.