Wolfless Novels & Stories

Lana's P.O.V. The horrid sounds of the animals fighting outside had the small hairs on my arms and neck standing at attention. Each whimper and cry of pain made me flinch as I imagined my wolf hurt or possibly dead. There was a pain in my chest that restricted my breathing as I imagined anything happening to Olly.

She frowned and frowned again, but I burst out laughing. - It's funny to you, isn't it? - the girl hissed. - You are cutely offended! - admitted to her. Remnants of food flew at me. Laughing, he jumped to his feet and ran to the side. The wolf bared his teeth, trying to free himself, and this time I heeded the request. He took off his clothes, allowing the beast to come to the fore. Yaroslava froze in place with her hand raised, watching my turn with all her eyes, as if she was seeing him in action for the first time. He shook his wolfish head and looked straight into his girl’s eyes. She stood and breathed deeply. The weapon of revenge in the form of crushed vegetables had long since fallen

We've already figured it out, the black wolf was just fulfilling his promise to his alpha. - So, what's his name? - Decided to defuse the situation Chris. - Whom? - pretended to be a fool Fox. - Well, who did my ex go to? Chris continued. - You haven't met. - I repeated again. Zel, his name is Zel. But his name won't do anything for you. - Phoenix! Mikhail and Marun shouted at the same time. - Well, yes. I repeated with a shrug. - And you, in general, what was the last thing you found there?

"Take off your clothes and get on the fucking bed right now." ****************** Knox's massive black wolf prowled silently through the dense woods, its fur blending seamlessly with the shadows. Each step was calculated, each movement executed with unwavering determination. As he approached the border of the Moonlight pack's territory, a surge of anticipation surged through his veins.

I confirm. Elias nods slowly, his facial expression clearly stating he's about to say something that will fundamentally change everything I thought I knew. "That's the problem," he says quietly. "Wolfless people don't have heats, either mini heats, or full heats. Heat cycles are triggered by the presence of a wolf and the biological drive to bond with a mate. If she's truly wolfless, she shouldn't be experiencing any of this." The words hang in the air between us, and I feel my entire worldview shift.

We were both outcasts, hated, tortured and discriminated against by our own families only because we were born different. Cassandra was born as a wolfless wolf, she didn't have a wolf, she was a defect and she was punished for it, the same way mother punished me for what I had no control over. Cassandra was wolfless from birth. Wolfless wolves were a rare case where a wolf is born without a wolf, they can't shift and are considered cursed by the moon goddess because they have sinned in their previous life. When she turned eighteen and it was clear that she was a defective wolf, She was hated by he

My heart was beginning to thump. Hurt me? "Continue, let's hear it" I muttered. "The thing mum was holding was zendaya's wolf" she paused. What? Does she have a wolf? I thought she was wolfless" I asked, dumbfounded. Yes, she does have a wolf. A powerful one at that. Mum and Dad locked it away. Actually, mum forced Dad to do so. "But how? Is it possible to lock someone's wolf?" I asked, confused. "Yes, through the help of a witch" she explained and I nodded.

"Are you even sure that I'm your mate? Can you imagine having such a weak mate? I’m just gonna be a burden.” "I have no doubt." He said, looking at me staring in the eye. “And stop patronising yourself.” "I'm known as the weakest werewolf in this pack. I..i'm THAT wolfless girl. I don't have a wolf. How can someone like me be a luna? Do you want to live with the possibility of having a wolfless child? Oh my God, i’m gonna ruin the honor of this pack.” I began to hyperventilate, listening to my own words.

Wolfless. A fate in a pack considered worse than death. “Father,” I hear Raven cry out as she scrambles to my side, taking my uncut hand in hers, jamming it into mine and interlocking her fingers tightly. “We can’t let Freya go.” “She doesn’t belong here,” my father’s voice softened. Not for my sake, but for hers. “Freya is my best friend,” Raven insisted. “Mother is right, she is family. She can’t help that this happened, she didn’t ask to be this way.”

Jossie's POV: There is a beer produced by werewolves called, 'Wolfweiser.' It's brewed and spiked with wolfsbane. It's about the only beer wolves prefer. Because, its effects on us are stronger than the average beer. The cans are purple with the logo in bold gold. There is a wolf howling towards the moon on it. Wolfweiser is used at large backyard parties. There are a few knock-off brands but nothing beats drinking a Wolfweiser. Before I left Nathalie's apartment she gave me a can. "Don't come into work today. Just stay home and try to relax," she insisted. "Drink one of these if you feel like you're about to shift and give me a call."