Wolfstar Ship Novels & Stories

Toby tried to explain but i could still hear Alpha Flynn’s low growl. Suddenly i heard bones cracking. Did he just change into his wolf form or something? Inside the freaking house? I quickly opened the door and walked outside. I found Toby, still in his human form, and Alpha Flynn, already changed into a big dark grey wolf. The frames on the wall are all on the floor, cracked. He obviously is bigger than any other wolf that I have ever seen. Even bigger than Toby's wolf form. "Mitzy, get inside your room right now!" Toby yelled, covering me with his arms.

If this wolf does make a move with hostile intent, detain only, understood? Anaki growled, looking specifically at Shyfter. **Shyfter** ‘Damn! A wolf kills an enemy ONE time, and his Spirit is under lock and key to this cursed collar only few have the keys for.’ Shyfter growled challenging. **Anaki** ‘The ‘enemy’ you killed was a great warrior and tactician, one that our father GREATLY respected. So much so, father only injured him, saving his life, got him out of and away from the war. Then you slay him out of petty jealousy!’

"The cooling lines we designed at the Black Needle are holding the pressure perfectly. If the Iron Fleet returns, they won't find a wooden coast waiting for them. We have a wolf made of steel." Before Natalia could respond, a sudden, sharp whistle cut through the roar of the shipyard furnaces. Down on the lower slipways, a Frost-Tooth scout was sprinting toward the command gantry, his white fur matted with sea-brine and his breathing ragged. He didn't wait for a formal salute; he threw himself down onto one knee before the stairs.

The bridge of the White Wolf flagship was a symphony of silver light and clinical precision, its quartz viewports offering a terrifying view of the lunar horizon. The Stellar Void did not look like a storm or a beast; it was a non-presence, a jagged hole in the tapestry of the stars that swallowed the light of the sun without reflection. I stood at the primary console, my Tempered Heart beating a steady sixty beats per minute, its solar enzyme flaring with a protective heat as the external temperature of the ship began to plummet toward absolute zero. Beside me, five-year-old Lyra sat in her crystalline Prism Wolf form, her iridescent coat already refracting the faint violet light of the cab

They fought for me because I was the only predator vicious enough to break them. "The western fleet is fully loaded, Alpha," Captain Vance murmured, stepping out from the shadow of the iron pillars. He, too, had been remade by the brutality of this continent. A jagged scar ran from his temple to his jaw, a reminder of the crossing we had barely survived. "Three thousand Oakhaven wolves. The new silver-tipped ballistas are mounted on the longships. The merchant vessels we seized from the Northern trade lanes provided enough grain to feed the vanguard for a six-month siege."

"Surely they had traitors." "Did you?" I ask Nira. She nods. "For someone to leave the pack, they had to fight Amira or Tavin, her trainer. No one wanted that. The ones who attempted to leave without permission were dealt with." She fidgets with her fingers nervously. She might have been close to the former alpha but she doesn't do well with me. "Who is the closest to the she wolf?" I ask. "Tavin Brooks or Iyla Banks." She says quickly.

The Dreadnoughts’ floodlights flickered. The Matriarch’s hologram shattered into static. Comms burst across open channels. “Targeting lost!” “System failure!” “Pull up! Pull—” Two escort ships clipped each other midair and spiraled into the ridge in a ball of fire. Away from the forest. Killian threw back his head and roared. “Their systems are blind! Blackwood—to the ridge!” He shifted. This time, silver streaked through his fur like veins of light. And then the wolves charged.

The Solar Eclipse Pack was a small pack that consisted of about 500 wolves and 100 of them were warriors. they were located in the rural parts of Virginia, more specific closer to Marion, Virginia. They have been fighting other packs around them for months,because they were the smallest pack of the packs around them. Those fight were more for territory over anything else. The strongest of any of the packs around them was the Blood Lust pack. All they cared about was power and territory.

I started taking a deep breath before I kept reading. “The Red Rose pack. The most powerful wolf pack in the whole country. This pack dates back to the 1600s when the first Alpha reigned in the woods. Rumors were spread that a rabid wolf attacked a hunter when he was out hunting for rabbits. Weeks later, he felt painful aches on his body and his bones felt like they were crushing inside while he was taking the form of the rabid animal. From then on, he kept attacking the village and recruiting more wolves by biting them without remorse. They built the town and up until this day, that pack still exists. Bigger and more powerful than ever.”

But I knew that now that we had a better life, minus the threat to it from the rogues, she would need to learn to be more open to the people around her. I wanted her to know that not everyone was going to hurt her. I gasped silently as the crowd cleared, and I was able to see the front of the first van. The white painted metal was caved in, dents covered the front, and smoke was thickly billowing from the engine. There were crimson smears around and in the damaged metal, and my jaw dropped open at the obvious chuck of fur dangling from the vehicle. "Holy crap, Olivia!" Kaylee yelled as she eyed the car, but no one got out. As the engines were all turned off, our wolves surrounded them, sniff