Wolfpack Clone Wars Novels & Stories

“At number one there’s the white wings pack, we shouldn’t expect good names from unpopular packs, they’re bound to make naming mistakes. The name of the alpha of the white wings pack is Sir James the third. He’s a wolf in his late fifties but he still looks quite young. He’s a swordsman…” “A swordsman, huh?” Gertrude asked. “…yes. He’s quite a cheerful alpha. He trusts people easily. There a few wolves around him that are there to overthrow him but he doesn’t seem to notice. As it is, he already trust me with his life. Next is the wolftillian pack. Their name was originated from wolf and reptiles. They bear the name reptiles because their eyes are exactly like those of a snake,” Timothy clea

‘Stop, please stop’ One of them shifted and she saw they were young, not quite fully grown Wolves, instantly she sheathed her claws and stood back shifting herself, ‘Who are you?’ She demanded and the three young males looked at her in awe, ‘Fuck, you are amazing’ The first one said his two friends were equally impressed by the stunning beauty in front of them, ‘I asked you a question’ Her growl deepened and they cowered bearing their necks in submission, ‘We are from the Dune Pack, Ma’am’ The first one replied shakily, ‘Well we were from the Dune but our Pack was small and weak not enough Warriors, it was attacked by the Mirage Rogue Pack yesterday. We never stood a chance, they outnumbered

"The Obsidian Claw pack, nestled within the dense jungles of the Congo. They're a fierce and ancient pack, led by Alpha Jengo and his Luna, Nia. The pack's territory is vast, spanning across treacherous terrain where only the strongest survive. They're known for their unmatched agility and strength, adapted to the harsh conditions of the jungle." He looked at Charlotte and Samantha, making sure they understood the gravity of his words. "The Obsidian Claw wolves are also deeply spiritual. They have a profound connection to the land and the spirits of their ancestors. This connection gives them an almost supernatural edge in battle, as they can harness the power of the earth itself. But they'r

Silvia POV After Seersha Airwolf's statement, there is a short silence followed by many wolves talking at once. I notice Vuko frowning at her. "That's Seersha Aurorawolf," I say to him quietly. "Her pack was wiped out by what she calls 'Wildlands Wolves'. They were led by Alpha Ludo." Vuko looks at me sharply, then away. He sighs. "I'm beginning to think my father made up his own version of history," he says.

“My eldest brother and the warriors of our clan, are they in the carriages?” Raval nodded and it was also at this time that the dismounted soldiers from the rebel army supported a couple of tall men out of the second and third carriage in the procession. Arkon and the other first-class warriors of the Blood Wolves clan are still weak, but they are conscious and could walk slowly with the help of the soldiers of the rebel army.

He rose with brutal force, clawing across the clone’s chest, each strike heavier, more desperate. The fight dragged on — claws tearing flesh, teeth ripping fur, both staggering, bloodied but unyielding. The cavern echoed with the sound of wolves locked in a duel for dominance. At last, Aeron saw the falter. The clone’s strikes grew sloppy, his stance wavering. Aeron seized the moment — slammed him against the stone, fangs sinking deep into his throat. The clone convulsed, then went limp. Aeron ripped away and let the body fall, panting, his muzzle dripping red. The imposter twitched once, then lay unconscious, defeated.

"Sequoia, like Wisdom, wants to talk to Mel she knows he knows something about her. She's looking around at the warriors of the pack fighting the rogues. Klondike, a wolf jumps at Klondike he swings his large claw across the rogue's face. While the rogue is whining Klondike bites his head off. She looks at Napa Mel's grey and brown wolf Napa again. A wolf jumps in front of her and snaps at her shoulder. Sequoia frowns, attacks him, and tears him with her sharp teeth.

"Yes, they did, as a matter of fact." "I'll tell you in a minute," Kellen said. Lance's eyes flared for a split second. "Tell me now." "Come to find out," Kellen said, his voice low. "Rory and Casen were Rogue Wolves. They both ran when they saw Xander and Elias and they gave chase." "And did our men follow?" Lance asked, his voice low. "Yes, they did," Kellen replied. Lance nodded once. "Good. When they are caught, notify me immediately."

Frank Kilburn, Alpha of the Vagas Moon Pack, fumed because for hours now his wolves tried to find some proof that he could use to push the Twilight Wolf Pack and their annoying leader out of a region before they discovered what he was doing. He needed the white wolf back, too.

The night was quiet, but Nia could feel the weight of their decisions pressing down on her, each step forward pulling them deeper into the heart of the rebellion, and closer to the final confrontation with the empire. --- The outpost was a small camp tucked away in the dense forest, its fires flickering softly in the distance. Nia could hear the low murmur of voices as they approached, a sign that the rebellion was active and prepared to fight. They were met by a few familiar faces—rebels they had crossed paths with before, those who had fought in small skirmishes against the empire, though their numbers were few. But as Nia stepped into the clearing, her heart swelled with a cautious optimi