Wolfwalkers Oc Novels & Stories

I pondered, contemplating the task at hand. As I observed my surroundings, I quickly hid upon noticing someone approaching. It seemed that two wolves were engaged in a heated argument nearby. "Warg, it's true that Lyca is the one who killed Olivia! I witnessed it through the hologram of our clan's Witch," one of the wolves exclaimed. "But that sinner is weak, or so I thought," Warg responded skeptically. "Not anymore, now that she has transitioned into our kind," the other wolf explained. Hearing their conversation, a surge of excitement coursed through my body. Perhaps, for now, I will temporarily set aside my search for the bastard. Instead, I will focus on finding this Lyca wolf and engag

His transformation was fluid, effortless, as though his wolf had been waiting just beneath the surface, eager to emerge. The black wolf that stood in his place was sleek and menacing, its golden eyes glowing with malice. Olcan turned once, his gaze sweeping over the gathered wolves, before disappearing into the woods with a powerful leap. His pack followed, their movements silent and predatory, leaving only the faint rustle of leaves in their wake. Adolphus stood in the courtyard, his gaze fixed on the treeline where Olcan had vanished. The elder wolf’s parting words echoed in his mind, a grim reminder of the battle brewing not just outside his pack but within his family.

she hung up the call. I tried to call again but her line is busy. I received a text. "I'll take the book of next week to the old meeting place. Be careful if what you said is true that there are wolves with such markings. They are not ordinary rouges or wolves even vampires. They are one of the sub group of the Desert Spider Wolf Pack — The Rising Sun Spider Pack and the best killers of witches!" I was stunned and nervous about what my cousin said that's why I immediately call Carline.

However, my father had held me back, warning me that while the pack was excited for my arrival and my transformation, I was also dangerous to them. He wouldn't tell me more than that and I had no idea what to make of what he said. I was dangerous to them? Why? Our smell, Danika. As an omega, we can emit...certain smells that entice other wolves. What? Why? Why would we want to emit that? It's not something we can control.

Minnow spitted venomously with lips curled over teeth. Saylor's glare fell on his lap, and his shoulders slumped. He knew better than to try to speak to her at this moment. "We recruit a new hunter each year," Cecil said calmly over his shoulder. "Hunter? What do we hunt?" Minnow turned to her father for answers. "Well, we hunt, um." He stuttered. His eyes searched his wife. Dovie rolled her eyes. " We hunt werewolves and other supernatural beings," she said simply without batting her perfectly styled eyelids. Instead, she continued flicking through the stack of papers in front of her.

Dave warned his little sister, walking away. "I'd never allow Loki to treat me like that." She whispered walking to her room. Needing a drink, Lucas headed to a bar in Lunari lands, Lucas was on his 3rd whiskey. His eyes burning into his drink, as if it would burst into flames at his will. Anyone who walked by and looked at him, could see the gears in his head turning, and left him alone, aside from one wolf, a ghost wolf from his past and present, left him alone.

asked Elena, she confusedly looked at Rose for answer. “You will soon know, dear Elena” replied Rose, patting her shoulder with a small smile. Elena was stunned to feel the change in Rose’s sunshine aura and fire of revenge in her eyes. Except for her celestial face, everything else about her was different like she was a whole different person. “Theodore’s spies informed us that after our last encounter with Midnight Walkers, they went back to Alaska. Now, their entire pack with nearly thousands of werewolves were staying at the same place” Rose began with her narration which caught Elena’s attention and she couldn’t help but interrupt her.

"The papers are safe, Alpha Victor. The stamps are on them." "Hello, this is Kevin, the main enforcer for the High Alpha of the West Coast. Grant Walker wants to buy the whole Prosperity Consortium today. Name the amount of pack resources you want." "Who do you say you are? The Walker pack?" "That is right, Alpha Victor." "My wolf has no plans to sell the Prosperity Consortium to the West Coast. Tell Grant Walker to clear his mind of this thought! I know exactly why his wolf is moving on my territory." "High Alpha Grant Walker gives your wolf exactly one single sun cycle to think about this trade."

"I didn't think you'd come this early. What happened?" "I wanted to surprise you." "Mom!" Nolan called out. I turned to her too "Aunt Leila." "Christy you're early today. But that's good. Very good. Remember I told you we have a werewolf community in Oslow here. Well, I forgot to mention that we have one of the biggest libraries on werewolves." "I'll introduce you to more werewolves in Oslow too. We have books on other supernatural beings too, vampires, witches, fae, elves, and so many other beings in their different realms. We are meeting today. Would you like to come?"

He cleared his throat, Looking away with a… is that asinister smirk? If he's going to threaten me I don't give a ratass. I will exorcise him with all Old senile Lady's voodoo scriptures I have printed and kept in my bag. Once the coast is clear tonight I'm hiding it in the four corners of every room in our manor as instructed in the manual. If witches and werewolves gotta be real, I'll be offended if anyone says these cool-looking ancient scriptures are fake. I have researched, and they were discovered in some archeological sites. I had gone back on the web and purchased each scripture for about one thousand dollars each!