Wolfpack Clone Wars Novels & Stories

And just over the ridge of the mountains was a boastful and bountiful human city, now it was run down, and only a few streets had survived the pack wars. My tutor and parents had explained the pack wars to me and how the humans became involved. In a time when humans and werewolves lived comfortably together and respected one another, an Alpha who was said to be the strongest fell in love with another Alpha’s human mate. He decided to claim her for himself and stole her, his obsession with the human Luna was wild and caused his wolf to lose control. The Alphas went to war and the packs began to split. Humans began to fight against the wolves and the packs began to wipe out the humans.

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

He was a fresh graduate when he joined the lab, and his first mission was getting the Mega eye blueprint, he was not posted to the specialist section, though had been working with many like him in the weaponry sections, they built many machine guns, and more robots, but his first success was his solo project, and that robot was made to be invisible a times, for it can go down to any size, it worked during the war, and killed many of Peril's soldiers even though they were soldiers from his country, that robot came to defend Corn city people, against an ambush that was supposed to end their life, and the president was among them, he was awarded for saving the Mr President's life, and promotion

The man was actually telling the truth. "What pack do you belong to?" I asked him. "McCain," he replied, and I realised that we had been played. Someone must have wanted Gavin out of the way and not anticipated this outcome. The killings must have been staged to frame the werewolf packs, knowing that Gavin would kick against attacking the packs because of his rationality and our friendship, the person wanted him out of the way and decided to set him up? Karen and her friends had walked into a trap set by Marco. If it weren't for her abilities, they would have died. this man was a trained warrior wolf. One master hunter and two new hunters stood no chance against them. John Hunter wasn't lyin

Beta: Supports Alpha and is responsible for maintaining pack order Gamma: Works with pack closely reports to alpha Enforcer: Head Warrior of Pack, trains pack wolves along with co-enforcer Pack Wolves: Common members of pack

I vowed to myself. My voice was stronger as I said, "My parents are Roger Lang, Head Epsilon, leader of Moonless Night Warriors and Carla Lang, Delta, Lead Assistant to our Luna." Twit said, "Shit! Her father has all the Warriors at his disposal. We need to get away from her pack fast." Jerk threw me back to the ground. Twit growled at the messenger rogue, "Get a couple of guys in here to guard her." Jerk and Twit stalked out of the room, they were arguing.

it crackles through the half-broken speakers of Paul’s phone. “What is that?! I yell, running over to the group. “Some fucked up shit someone caught on camera at the Blood Moon pack,” Paul answers. “A friend sent it to me. They punished some she-wolf whose been killing pack members. Makes you wonder what we’re fighting for when our own kind are killing one another.”

As soon as two wolves made their appearance, I sprinted down, noting instantly who they were as their scents permeated the air. They stopped in their tracks at the sight of me. Yes! The plan was working! Jasmine sprinted down the hill, coming in with her sneak attack, pouncing and digging her claws into Alpha Vic's back. He was like a wild bronco as he tried to throw her off, but Jasmine was so fucking good, and kept a good hold on him, not allowing him to knock her off. Even pregnant, she was a badass.

The Cyber-Pack Incursion Behind the White Wolf, the thousands of green eyes began to resolve into the Cyber-Wolves. These were the "Polished" versions of the Under-Keepers—beasts of chrome and muscle, their joints hiss-clicking with hydraulic precision. They didn't breathe; they cycled coolant. They didn't howl; they broadcasted static. "Zane! Formation!" Elara growled, her voice a struggle against the whistle’s lingering echo. The Feral Six—now the Primal Six—braced themselves.