Wolfed Novels & Stories

I lay on the gas, make a couple jumps and I’m close enough. I raise the gun back up and line up my sights when I see something beyond the rogue. It’s a territory marker. Shit. We’ve reached the pack lands. I can’t risk the shot now. My only hope is to keep chasing him in case he turns back and gives me another chance. Maybe I can turn him around if I get a good enough angle on him. I’d be screwed if one of my shots ended up hitting one of the pack wolves. Normal tranquilizers won’t do anything but these are special. Made specifically to knock out the wolf side and put the human side to sleep. No wolf means no extra strength, speed, or increased healing capabilities. Much easier to work with

“Just tell me where the Hybrid is hiding.” In an attempt to trigger Remus, Leonila smiled– sinister and wild, “You cannot make me tell you.” But it didn't affect the Wolf as much as she would have wanted. He only smirked and said, “I figured.” And then he crushes the bag of blood on his hand and watches her as she eyes the warm blood trickling from his palms to his elbow. To add to the hurt of the already fuming Leonila, Remus added “We also took the body of Saxe and fed it to the Vargulfs we keep. They loved how crunchy his bones were. You don’t mind, do you?”

The wolf backs away and I let it. -Incoming on your left, I’ve got your right covered- I shout through the link. He spins in time to collide with the wolf on his left. I step up onto the trailer, pouncing off of it and landing squarely on top of the other wolf, ramming my sword down through the base of its skull.

my wolf Althea said in my head then an auburn coloured wolf walked out of the bushes growling at me and showing its canines. I turned around to run but another one walked up behind me then a third wolf came into view. "Fighting it is then" I thought to myself. The first wolf lunged at me, I side stepped him and turn to see him charging at me again I grabbed his neck and squeezed the wolf whimpered in my hands before I snapped his neck (did I mention I was a warrior in my pack and hella strong) the second wolf charged at me trying to bite my hands and legs I grabbed his nozzle and flipped him, he landed in a tree the third one caught me off guard and crashed his body unto mine making me fall

His dark brown hair was messy and sticky with his sweat, his scruffy salt and pepper gray beard coated in his own blood and spit. I watched as he thrashed against their grip and I reveled in the sound of his pain filled screams as one of them slowly dragged the sharp blade of his knife across the front of his chest. From his left collar bone to his right, so agonisingly slow. When the knife finally left his chest, Felix’s head slumped in relief and he tried to catch his breath. It wouldn't last long. My second man was already waiting with the bottle of purple liquid in his hand. The concoction was made up by our healers, a special wolfsbane brew. A potent liquid that we now incorporated to a

Staying light on his paws, he waited as the wolf raced forward, past his peers, eager to be the one to take the first kill. Connor watched, taking a centering breath, his muscles winding with tension. The moment the wolf lunged, his paws leaving the floor, Connor moved. He darted forward, his speed taking the wolf by surprise. He ducked under its outstretched claws, then reared up, forcing his shoulder into its throat. Something cracked under the force, a sickening snap crunching beside his ear. Blood sprayed from the wolf's snout, a river that bubbled as panic embedded in the dying warrior's chest. The fur of Connor's back was coated, his victory guaranteed in mere seconds.

I glared at him, Jade took the remote and turned off the television “What happened you sounded urgent over the phone?” Jade asked “Hmm, guys there's a big problem” I said and all of them adjusted on their seats immediately “What's wrong?” Dell that has been lying down sat up and asked “It's the black wolves they claim some of their pack members have been murdered by one of our Packs so they have started to kill our pack members, this morning five dead bodies were found at White wolves pack borders, one belong to Westwood Pack member, two belonged to Northwood Pack member and two belong to White wolves Pack member, and something strange was written on their body”

Jeff looked up when he heard someone walking in the door. Xylon could barely contain himself as he sat down on the other side of the desk. "It worked! The Dire Wolf Gene is turned off. In fact, it's totally disabled. They tried to turn it back on and it was just down right dead. The antidote apparently can keep it from ever being turned on again." Xylon was grinning ear to ear. Of course, in his excitement, his Greek accent was thicker.

Her call is an echo on the wind, a summons to battle that cannot be ignored. Beside her appears a pair of wolves, Aoron and Eta. They connect with the werewolves, seeking compatible partners amidst the pack. Together, they unleash a powerful howl and charge towards the Drider. They attack from all directions, their claws and teeth deadly weapons that tear and rend. Gradually, they manage to break all the Drider's legs, incapacitating it.

WOLF HUNTING GONE WRONG Darby Miller and his team of skilled animal trackers were on the hunt for one of the rare mutant wolves. The only one recorded in history is being held in Wisconsin State Zoo. The rare wolf is the size of a horse and its speed and strength are like no other. There had been a call that another one was running lose and they were hired to find it. They had no intention to kill the wolf, only tranquilize and relocate it to the zoo. On the third day of searching, they came across the wolf. "The beast was unlike anything I'd ever seen! I swear, it was as if it had three bears within one body!" One of Darby's team members had stated. The wolf unleashed his anger onto the tea