Wolfless Novels & Stories

“Who we are does not matter, what matters is that the Wolves will die tonight!” Zephyr huffed, produced out his sword, and quickly sprinted towards him. “Ha! Do you not know where you are? I am Ghost! You will not be spared tonight!” he replied. Seeing Zephyr rush over, Ghost steadied himself. “Wolf’s Howl!” Ghost howled, with that the attack started. Even though he looked barbaric and unruly, he was very careful. Seeing how many of his men had been slaughtered, even if he did not know who Zephyr was, he knew he was formidable.

The cracking of bones filled the air and pleased her beast, internally licking her lips. They were nothing of significance, longs limbs and lean muscles, signs of messengers rather than contenders for her father’s position. They stood bare as the day they were born, not a single eye blinking at their nudity as they stood with blushes of red on their cheeks. Nudity to wolves should have been second nature.

"So, Zen and Yoga relaxation techniques help?" Elias shrugged. "Actually, it does." I let out a deep breath and then lay down on the floor. It felt cool against my fur. "Do you always feel so hot as a wolf?" Xander shrugged. "Our body temperatures run higher than humans. But the good thing is that we never feel cold. We can go out into a blizzard, and it'll feel no colder than a spring breeze."

~. .~ Paws Creek was a lively hub of activity, and the visiting she-wolves from various packs stood out with their distinct colors. Each pack had its unique attire, making it easy to distinguish them. The she-wolves wearing pristine white garments were clearly from the Glacier Pack, their attire reflecting the icy lands they hailed from. Their presence exuded an air of cold elegance. On the other hand, the she-wolves donned in vibrant yellow attire hailed from the Sun Pack. Their outfits radiated warmth and vitality, mirroring the sunny region they represented.

I say, trying to keep up with both conversations at once. She touches the paper again. ‘Are the wolves protecting you?’ I nod. “Yes, I’d like some aloe please,” she says. I turn, getting a bottle of aloe and when I turn back, new words are on the paper. ‘Witches are moving against the wolves.’ “This brand is called WHO,” I say, asking my question out loud. Who is after the wolves? “Wholly Herbal Organics. They are a good brand.” I say, as I watch her finger on the paper.

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

He truly was a pup, he never failed to act like one. "You know about this too?" Grim asked. "Yes," Mason nodded. "I do know about this and I agreed to this," He muttered staring at me and I smirked. "Really?" Ragnar said. "Go on and embrace your mate," Mason said and Nova turned back to me. My wolf yipped in delight as she approached me, her rose and lemon scent drove me crazy as she stopped on the stage. She was dressed in her filmy dress which screamed exotic, she was driving my wolf crazy with need just by staring at her,

"If you really loved her, you wouldn’t use the term ‘wolfless.’” I turned toward the voice and found Alexander approaching with a fiery look in his eyes. "It’s an inherently offensive term, and it’s not accurate. Her wolf is merely dormant due to illness, as you should all well know since she is the daughter of a prominent Alpha and her first shift was well celebrated. Having a dormant wolf due to illness is temporary, even if it lasts for years, and it is something that Ella will no doubt recover from. It is in no way a defect."

He leans against the table next to me. I hold nothing back. "Wolfsbane." A languid smile stretches across his mouth. "Are you kidding me? I thought you wanted me shut." I shake my head. "You don't get it, do you? Wolfsbane has been extinct for a while now, once injected it mixes with our system and has a reaction double that of flatware, it causes the inside to sting and burn then lesions deeper than a leprosy will be seen outside. That is by far the most torturous death that could befall any wolf. Too many pieces of him are invested now, we don't know his next step."

Wolf nodded heavily, "Boss, I know, I'll speed up for sure, I won't hold up your big plans. Member Ms. Lamb has already been tamed, she's full of killing intent now, and the second sacrifice is almost ready." "Very good, but..." That guy was also wearing a mask, but it wasn't an animal, it was a Thor mask. He turned around, eyes fixed on him: "Wolf, sometimes you can play smart, but don't overdo it, or you won't even know how you died in the end." When Wolf heard that, he got chills all over. The adult's words were intimidating without even trying, and his body started shaking on its own. "Are you scared?"