Wolves Brotherhood Novels & Stories

My father spat. I shifted back into my wolf, not wanting to hear him yap anymore. It was high time I got back into the war and fought so all these could be over soon. My wolf Knight lunged for any wolf standing in my way. I turned to my right and saw that my brother was right beside me. A wolf came full speed at me, my brother Roman jumped in and tackled him, biting a chunk of his flesh off. I saw that my father had shifted into his wolf as well.

Our symbol was pack of wolves. "Do you know what pack of wolves mean?" He asked and I shook my head. "It means unity and togetherness... Wolves never abandon their pack members... And even if anyone does that to you then I will bring you back..." "But mom says that you are my stepbrother and you can never care for me..." I asked confused. "We have same father so we are siblings, don't believe in rubbish things..." He patted my head. "Now go and sleep, it's late!"

she replied. Soon, they arrived at an inconspicuous building near the edge of the campus. Liam led Zoe inside, bypassing the curious gazes of students. The interior revealed a hidden lounge, dimly lit, with a few individuals scattered around, all wearing a symbol on their wrist — a wolf's paw. She quickly flashed a quick glance at Liam's wrist, and there it is - the wolf paw. She was surprised and wondered why she didn't notice the wolf paw tattoo on his wrist earlier. "This is the Nebula Brotherhood," Liam explained, his voice low. "A gathering of werewolves within the university. A secret society to protect our kind in the human world." Zoe's eyes widened with realization.

Julien lay twitching on the floor as he bled out whilst Jacob nuzzled Troy’s wolf back to standing. The affection they held for each other, even in wolf form was clear to see and there was never a more public coming out that could be conducted. The two of them stood proudly, shoulder to shoulder as they stared down Jimmy. He was putting the pieces together in his mind too, realising his brother was gay and that the huge brown wolf of Troy was probably his mate. He was too far gone now, he was far too dangerous and vicious to back down, so he charged and tackled his brother to the ground. Both white wolves were soon covered in each other’s blood, and it was impossible to tell the two apart.

“It’s a festival every year that everyone can join to this down, to the five days of festival their so-called hunting party which all of the members of the party will be gathered in the forest at night with weapons and everything. A hunting party is like hunting a wolf.” I surprised by what he said. “It almost 8 years they were doing it and those 8 consecutive years. No pack of wolfs attacked this province, should I say it’s like a ritual that keeping the province safe.” I remembered again everything that happens that night 8 years ago. “So, do you want to join?” I hate those wolves because of what they did to my family. “What if the wolf shows up to that hunting party?” “And that’s would be

Bram looked at his father with absolute hatred but there were still no sparks. His wolf is dead, he’s no better than a human after killing his Luna. Get him, then the old man Done, mind-link the Beta captains to get here from outside the castle walls for back-up. The brothers threw down their glasses dramatically to the floor causing Alpha Romanov, Alpha Brandon, Bram and Helena to spin around. As burning embers rained down and the fire continued to rage up and across the walls of the room the huge brothers started shifting into their huge sandy-coloured wolves form Caleb snarled with terrifying stillness.

Some retreated back, realizing that they were in no position to fight against us. If you ask me, our wolves are quite badass. The brotherhood runs thick in them if you mess with one... you mess with all of them. Earlier, I would think all of this was nonsense, but now when I am part of this crazy family, I know they could die for each other. I just pray all the injured get back to health and we don't suffer any loss. After going through so much, losing any one of us would be tragic and devastating.

he declared, his voice chillingly composed. Confusion clouded my eyes, and I raised them to his, seeking clarity. "What are you talking about?" I asked, my voice tinged with disbelief. He stared back at me, his gaze unwavering. "Your brother had abducted several she-wolves, intending to sell them into the slave market. When I confronted him with the evidence and demanded his surrender, your father's entire pack retaliated. It escalated into a violent conflict, a clash that ended in tragic consequences. Your father's pack was no match for ours, and in the midst of that chaos, lives were lost," he revealed, his words heavy with the weight of a bitter history.

also had a pack of enraged Leviathans looking for him and the people he was travelling with. He was way deep in something the brotherhood hadn’t even sanctioned. Now, everything was backfiring and walls were collapsing around him. Trey was unconscious and he had no idea how to treat him. He couldn’t move him for fear of complicating his condition. Worsening matters was the fact that the Leviathans were hard on their trail, he could feel it in his gut. He had always trusted his gut instinct, he wouldn’t have lived this long if not for that. Now, his gut was saying that they should get the hell out of this goddamned place. The notion to ask the brotherhood for help kept tugging at some part o