Wolfless, Fateful Encounters Novels & Stories

"And finally, the wait is over. I'm proud to call this lady next to me, Mitzy Damon, as my love, my mate, our Luna." And people started howling and they started to shift into their wolf forms. And then they run into the woods still howling. That's how werewolves celebrate very important moments and probably after a while they will run back here again to enjoy the food here and actually party just like humans usually do. "You're not going to run with them?" I asked Eaton. He shakes his head and smiles, but I know he wants to join the whole pack. "I'm not going anywhere without you."

The wolf patted her face again when he noticed that the girl was out of it. -Hey react. You are not funny at all like that- he clicked her tongue- Ah, it broke, how delicate you are, I thought you would resist more. Was the truth that harsh? Have you fallen in love with the fake Vladek? What a delusional human- The wolf got up and walked away. Jade felt cold but she didn't care anymore. A burning smell reached her nose. A familiar scent that made her flinch but she didn't lift her head.

But I didn't let it stop me as I ran as fast as I could towards the sound of the battle. The massive field that led to the pack was covered in blood and bodies and I felt my steps falter at the horrible sight. Even in my wolf form, my stomach churned and I fought not to vomit, peering through the smoke and chaos in search of my mates. I saw Greyson then, standing tall in his massive wolf form along with Jaxon and Kade. The three were standing over a female. I frowned, moving forward, trying to recognize her. I whimpered when I saw the body of Tally strewn over a large bolder, blood pouring from a giant bite wound at her throat. I hated this.

That made my heart race, but I kept my composure, remaining completely calm. “That’s something we already know,” I said calmly. “Tell me something I don’t know.” “The wolves’ awakening will be soon, when the midnight eclipse takes place,” said Nelson. “On that day, the punished wolf and the mystical wolf will face off. On that day, only one power will prevail, and everyone supports Hall. You have no idea what the mystical wolf is capable of. It is evil itself; it is the worst thing that could happen to us. It is what you should truly fear, and only a man like Hall can face it.”

a terrible price. So listen to the wulfen story and find out why. Back when Russ first came to Fenris to recruit his warriors, there was a Jarl named Wulfen. He was a mighty, fallen, strong man, proud of his power. He was a man skilled in the art of war above all else, and he was only defeated once in his life, and that was by Russ, who humiliated him in front of all his people , but when he saw a worthy warrior, he spared him. and offered him a place among his warriors. Russ spoke to the Fenris gathering and told them about his plan. He offered them power and a vast span of years if they would follow him to wage war between the stars. They roared their approval and hailed Russ as their lea

The fight ended in no time. It was a massacre. I now understood why spirit wolves were equated to gods. Helena had single-handedly killed twenty-five evil-looking mutant wolves. I didn't have that kind of capacity. Those wolves had ravaged settlements for almost a year without suffering any casualties, but they had reached the end of their journey.

If anything got past her, which hardly occurred, then I would deal with it myself, assuming it found me too. The outback of the wolf realm was no joke. It was no place for mere folks to wonder. It was no place for feeble men. Sometimes, wolves went in packs or armies when going through the outback and only the best of the best made it out and back into the wolf realm alive. There were all manners of darkness that lurked in every corner. The whispers of dead men through their dried-up bones were muffled by the echoes of dark magic and the remains of past wars that had been fought here centuries ago. The stories went that whenever two armies made their way to fight a war in The Outback, three

She would not fall here, not to these desperate creatures. The large wolf launched its attack, a deceptively swift pounce aimed at her throat. Elara met it head-on, not with a parry, but with a brutal counter-offensive. As the wolf closed the distance, she lunged forward, her dagger held low, aiming for its unprotected underbelly. The steel sank deep, a gasp escaping the wolf as it recoiled, its charge faltering. It stumbled back, a guttural howl of pain ripping from its throat.

Their gold eyes flared, and as one, they shifted. The tundra was no longer a wasteland. It was a sea of tawny, gold, and white fur. The true Hallowed wolves had returned. "Charge!" I commanded. The collision was like two galaxies crashing. The Hallowed wolves hit the Hollowed husks at the edge of the bridge. The sound of rending fur and shattering bone was deafening. The black rain turned into a crimson mist as the two armies tore into each other.

"Some wolves just don't see things that don't align with what they want to see. He is blinded by pain and he wants to start war. He wants to blame the elders and hate them because that's just what he thinks will help him. Nothing will help him but the truth." She wipes her eyes, clinging to my midsection as she lays propped up over my lap. "Fritz was right in what he told me. he had proof. And now the world is doomed." I narrow a look down at her, perplexed. "What do you mean, doomed?" "The Wilshire facility, Ryan. The wolves you set loose." My heart skips a beat; then two. "They were all sick, weren't they?"