Wolves Book Fiction Novels & Stories

'Get back here,' He commanded before putting the block back up. "Hurry!" Beth yelled out. Her arms went around to protect Demeter as she started to jog," he sent the boys after us." We started sprinting, trying desperately to get back to the event area. We'd barely made it to the part of town where the rubble wasn't present when two large grey wolves circled up. Their teeth were bared, snarls ripping from their mouths as they spotted Finn close to Beth. She stopped running and created distance between her and Finn. One of the twins ran over, standing in front of her protectively. The other came to me and started snarling harder.

She was certain he had to be a large wolf, and he must be a lot more ferocious looking than that stupid Rider. Finding it odd that she was thinking about which wolf was the most handsome, Everly shook her head to clear it and then returned her attention to her book. She was almost three-fourths of the way through the book now, and she still hadn’t found anything, but she thought that the book might be getting to a part that included something useful because it was talking about wolf shifters interacting with humans and how it was important for wolf shifters to keep their abilities secret from those who were not able to shift into wolves.

I wondered if I had any markings on my face. Then I remembered there was a lake nearby! I could go there and see my reflection. My father watched me for a moment and I saw him give me a slight nod. That was all I needed. I began to run from the circle, running out of the pack's encampment. As I ran, I marveled at all the new sensations I could feel in this form. The earth beneath my paws felt amazing, the wind in my fur was incredible. So lost in all the sensations, I didn't realize that I had been followed by another wolf. I looked over, instantly realizing the wolf was Greyson. His wolf was almost as large as my father's, however while my father was black, Greyson was a dark grey and his e

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.

I couldn’t stay there and continue to face the disgrace of that day. My wolf is still weak. From time to time, he would groan within me, maybe to tell me he was still there or a sign of mourning. With every movement on the ground, my body still burned with pain. Whenever my body brushed against a tree or hit a rock, the pain would multiply. However, my will prompted me to continue to move on. If this will be my end, so be it. it was better than staying in the clan where no one cared anymore.

She would tell you all the alarming details, like the wolves' collective baths and about my captor who binds me with chains. I can almost hear your voice in my head telling me how creative I am and that I should write stories for the other Sisters. But I'm not creative. Even if I created a fantastic universe with wolves that dress like men, it would never come close to the singularity that I am experiencing. For a moment I remember the armor-wearing wolves I saw in the old books. I didn't read the texts. I was just browsing and found the paintings attractive. I should have read it, I chide myself.

I will be remembered in history as the first Luna who was not the Alpha’s mate, but the Alpha’s most beloved wife. Flavian escorted me out of the House and suggested I ride one of the wolves that will ensure I return to the palace in the quickest possible time. Of course. Werewolves are the shadows of the moon and hence they are quick, stealthy, and ride the night breeze. However… I have never ridden a wolf before.

“ The truth. About your wolf. About your bloodline. And about the prophecy they are trying so hard to bury.” ***** The next morning,I awoke to chaos. I dragged myself outside. Curiosity overshadowed my exhaustion. The scene before me left me speechless,the air was thick with smoke,and distant howls echoed across the pack,many wolves were rushing towards the borders. “What's happening?” I asked a nearby wolf. “Rogues.” He said breathlessly. “They have breached the eastern perimeter”. My heart dropped to my foot. Rogues were a rare and dangerous threat. Feral wolves who attack without a reason or prior warning.

She gives me a glass of water, and I give her an affirmative nod. “She is part wolf, right?” Debra asks me, and I nod my head. She settles on the stool in front of me. “There are things about wolves that you don’t understand. Wolves mostly live in packs. When someone is cast out of their pack, most of the time they go what we call—” “Rogue. Outcasts” “Yes. Certain things happen, and well, some things that El experienced are not because she has that disease. It’s because…” she says, and my eyes shift to Eloise, who is splashing water in the woman’s face.

Curiosity tugged at her to go to the library. She got out of the room and followed the path Alice had described. The library's doors creaked open, revealing rows of shelves stacked with books. The air was a bit dusty and cobwebs hung around. She wondered if people hardly came here. She trailed her fingers along the spines of the books until she found one titled: “The Lunar Bond, The mating of wolves” Her hand trembled slightly as she lifted the heavy book. She opened it, reading in silence about bonds, instinct and transformations.