Wolverine Daughters Novels & Stories

A bond had grown between us that even rivalled mine and Katherine's. Bowing my head, I folded my hand over Sonja's. A sigh broke my lips and I lit the cigarette hanging between my lips. They were worried. So was I. But not just for my daughter. What Twila had said struck a cord within me. I had wolves amongst me. Mortal wolves that would one day die. I could lose half of them in the span of a few years whilst the rest of us lived on. Sophie would perish alongside them. If Katharine could gain control of herself. If Levi could help her, maybe I could save my family. Save the women whom I have cherished most of my life.

I work best alone. After business was settled, we ate. He told me about the different shifters here; he himself was a black lion, a rear shifter. Black lions are the lion shifters' version of Alphas, and I really hope to see his beast before I leave this place! The girl I saw in the woods with the rogues was two of his four daughters. One had not gotten her beast jet, and the second was not a skilled or trained shifter, 3rd I met the other day; the 4th daughter died under a rogue attack about a year ago.

The twins Zac and Zaire were old enough to look after themselves and have always been quite independent from the beginning. Her eyes lingered on the wall clock again, if Tephanie doesn't walk into that door in the next ten minutes. Brenda knows she would definitely lose her mind. Damien sighed, placing a hand over Brenda's shaky one. "don't be too hard on yourself, baby. Tephanie is our daughter and she is a watcher by birth. I tell it to you that she can protect herself." "She has no wolf!" He shook his head in disapproval, "that can't be, my daughter can't be wolfless."

He hissed as he got into the car while I followed after. We drove outside of the woods as different thoughts ran through my head. As much as I hated Xavier for how much he had ruined my life, I found myself repeating the exact words he told me to say when we got to the supreme Alpha's house. "I am the daughter of the Northern Cape Alpha. I am a werewolf" I muttered under my breath. The mere thought of me being a werewolf irked me. I couldn't actually believe that I was actually obeying Xavier but maybe it was for the best. Because, who knows if the Supreme Alpha was more dangerous and cruel than Xavier.

She read about the Fire Warrior Pack, merged into the royal kingdom under Dante's rule. The Ice Warrior Pack, led by the silver-haired general Caleb. The Wind Warrior Pack. The Sand Warrior Pack. Normal packs, like Jayden’s, possessed no such gifts. Jo flipped faster now, enthralled. Then she found a name that made her pause. Sarah. A rogue, once, later revealed to be the Moon Goddess’s own daughter. Crowned the first Luna Queen of the werewolves. She kept reading, heart pounding. Sarah gave birth to two children: Dante and Evelyn Vanslord.

I tilt my head up to the person who just talked. I narrow my eyes. "Who are you, by the way?" The woman smiles. She has curly black shiny hair. has a dark skin but is beautiful. "I was the leader of the witches in the real world. when we sensed that the royal blood soldier was in danger. We make a sacrifice to return here inside the prison box.Even if we knew that we couldn't go back if the royal blood soldier died in the hands of the hybrid. Wanda is a thousand-year old half-witch, wolf, and vampire. Who do we think has already escaped from his coffin? The underworld that all of the creatures back then jointly built was already collapsed. Our power detects that. And thank God that we decide

Thomas greets the rest of the line in comfort. “Wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be?” Kelly whispers to me. I kissed the top of her head and turned back to see Max staring daggers at me. “It’s not just you,” Alpha Kendall spoke up. “Wait until one of you slips and uses a pet name. He really hates those. I have two daughters I get it I really do.” Having a daughter werewolf must be horrible. Male wolves have very little control. You can’t trust them. Like Sam who smells like a female and sex. Couldn’t even shower. Having a daughter around all these animals, must be a constant worry.

"Alex, shut up! Haven't you heard the old saying that the enemy of your enemy is your friend? So you knew that Rose had a wolf and didn't tell me?" "Oh, I forgot to tell you that she is the daughter of the late Alpha Austin and Luna Nancy of Southern Wilderness Pack." "What?!" I couldn't believe my ears. How did that useless slave suddenly become an Alpha's daughter? If It's true, why didn't she fight back all this time and willingly get beaten so badly? Something was definitely amiss here.

Nolan said, sounding confused. “Perhaps she did, but not outwardly,” the alpha suggested, and Violet didn’t miss the touch of pride when he said, “You are my daughter, and there aren’t many children with a mixed heritage that we can know for certain how the werewolf side will manifest. I’ve seen some that were just like Noah and me, while others, as I had assumed you were like, were human. I only heard about cases like yours where the children were somewhere in between.” “Oh, I see. I guess that proves it then. I am really your daughter.”

André sighed, straightening at the use of the Alpha command. “Three she-wolves had crossed the border. They are the daughters of Beta Christopher Fayte of Nebrodi. He, along with their mother and others, was killed in the attack. The little darlings witnessed Ignazio kill their parents in cold blood. The eldest, Crista, had carried her sisters on her back, running in wolf form to get them to safety. The younger ones, Persephone and Delilah, aren’t old enough to shift.” André outlined.