Wolf Wars Novels & Stories

As a peaceful Pack, we made an effort to avoid altercations. But everyone in the Pack was on edge. Although conflicts between wolf packs were uncommon, when they did happen, they were violent. If the conflict was significant enough, they may wreak havoc and kill everyone in the packs. Additionally, I was very certain that this war would be disastrous based on how my father had described the impending conflict. I struggled with listening to stuff I didn't care about, so I didn't even know what it was about.

Two wolves measure each other. And neither is willing to yield.

The she-wolf stumbled backwards and fell to the dirt, Mj immediately advanced and as Mara put her hand up in surrender Mj took hold of her wrist and hauled her from the floor. For the next twenty-five minutes, Mj and Mara went around and around doing the same things, Mj would slap or trip Mara causing the woman to fall into the dust and Mara would continue to tell her she didn’t want to talk about it until Mara finally hit her boiling point. Mara’s knees and rear end were sore from landing on them repeatedly and her lip had been busted open from Mj’s relentless backhands to the face, so as Mj raised her hand to swing again Mara ducked low and swept the hunters legs out from under her. Mj hit

He produced croaking sounds with an admixture of coughing and snorted contentedly. "No," Leo broke the silence. “I never would have thought that you would chicken out in front of a human girl, Ar.” Once again, he teased him. “Hmmm, you’ll have to do it yourself… You remember the words of the ceremony, don’t you?” Does the phrase “Right of the wolf” suggest an idea? turned to Leela. — Wolves? Wolves…” she glanced at the dog moving impatiently from paw to paw. - Werewolves, right? she exclaimed, but she herself did not believe in the spoken words.

He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and just one breath, and fire came out of her mouth, and all the perimeter where the soldiers were, was covered in such a great fire that made it impossible for any one to escape, and in a short time, they all died and there was not even a single one that escape to tell the story of what they had seen, to any one, when they all had died, the tree of them were still beasts and they headed towards the settlement, and it was a few st

Again, neither of them listened to me. The air reeked of blood and smoke from their auras clashing, a suffocating pressure that made my knees buckle. This was not just a fight. It was war. Ronan sank his fangs deep into Ryker’s flank, twisting with savage force, and Ryker howled, the sound shaking the night. Instead of falling, Ryker’s massive paw crashed down on Ronan’s spine, nearly buckling him. Both wolves staggered, panting, bleeding, glaring, and then they launched again, two unstoppable storms colliding midair with a sound like thunder cracking the earth.

Howls of wolves were echoing. The sound of claws slashing intermingling. Making the pack lands of the Capital. Resemble hell. The ground covered in red, from the blood of the pack wolves, hunters and the bloodhounds. With the bloodhounds over powering owing to the advantage of extra ordinary strength and number. Volkan was bleeding from his arms and thighs. Yet his indomitable will , made him retort back more fiercely. His wolf growling and tearing apart the bloodhounds while Daniel was no less.

I didn't understand myself. A howl brought us out of our talk and made us look at the other wolves. Wade was near us with gun in hand. Attentive. From the forest appeared another pack of wolves led by a huge black wolf, bigger than Karla. I knew immediately that it was Elder. The wolves came out, I could count more than 20, they were much more than Karla's pack. Elder seemed to communicate with her and Melania, they were growling and that sort of thing. But something happened as Elder lunged at her and bit her, that sparked the war and the two packs started to clash. I felt scared because they were too close to us.

“But it’s real. You’re real. All of this… the packs, the wars… it actually happened?” Arlo nodded slowly, his gaze steady. “Yes. The wars were real. There was a time when humans and werewolves lived in constant conflict, fighting for territory and survival. But that was a long time ago. Now, most werewolves live in peace, keeping to ourselves, protecting our lands while staying hidden from humans.”

I have never seen anything like that before. Suddenly the sick looking wolves jumped at once. Towards me. I didn’t have time to react, I just instinctively defended myself. I punched and kicked like my life depended on it. I think it did. I noticed Luther and Argos were fighting with me. Two more wolves showed up but they were more like Argo than the wolves attacking and they started fighting with us. I was hoping they were friends of Argos. I don’t know how long we fought before it finally stopped but I was exhausted. There was blood all over the white snow.