Wolves Of Skyrim Novels & Stories

Jake caught it mid-air— —and froze. White fire ran under Jane’s skin. Light burst from her wounds as white fur rolled across her body. She rose, an ethereal werewolf, eyes like dawn over ice. One kick sent Sara smashing through a tent frame. “Oh my God,” Kim whispered. Jake stepped in, syringe ready—then the white wolf stood between him and the wreckage, grace and fury in the same breath.

I tell them. “Good,” my father says. “Jax, inform the remaining alphas to return another day—including Alpha Caleb and Luna Marcie.” Jax nods. Moments later, three large black wolves emerge from the forest. They shift behind the trees and step forward fully dressed. We exchange bows before introductions begin. Two are mated. One is younger—newly an Alpha. We talk briefly. And we wait. “For Herk?” one of them mutters. “I’ve heard he’s not the most trustworthy Alpha.”

“The legend speaks of a pair of wolves, one a black wolf and one a white wolf, whose eyes are blue. It’s said that these wolves are destined to lead, to unite the packs and bring balance to the world. They’re not just any wolves—they’re the chosen ones. Their bond is said to be unbreakable, and their strength unmatched.” I felt a chill crawl up my spine as I read the passage over her shoulder. “This sounds... too familiar.” Zora’s gaze met mine, and there was a flicker of understanding between us. “Sofia is a white wolf with blue eyes, and Alaric is a black wolf with blue eyes. It’s too much of a coincidence. What if they are the wolves from the legend? What if their bond, the power they sha

I remembered that night—the sky bathed in deep crimson, the eerie stillness that had settled over the pack. Elias stirred against my chest, letting out a tiny sigh. Lena remained peaceful, but there was something about her now, an energy humming just beneath the surface. Orion let out a low curse. “Then we might have a serious problem.” I turned to him sharply. “Why?” He exhaled. “Because wolves born under an Eclipse aren’t just rare. They’re… unnatural.” Zara shot him a glare. “Seriously? That’s what you’re going with? Unnatural?”

the beta says, looking at the two boys who are looking at me like I grew another head. "Remember when we said there's two grey wolves and one white one?" alpha Aiden asks. "Yes, alpha," River answer him, he's much bigger, he's almost the size of an adult wolf while I stayed my small self. "White wolves are special wolves, only six of them exist, do you know why they are super important to the pack?" alpha Rowan explains. "They are omegas? Well, what's left of them," River says, and the beta nods proudly, he must have explained that to them during the classes.

Blakely We were swarmed by wolves, all eager to speak to us and welcome their Goddess back into the fold. Their eyes swam with hope and awe as they watched Katya lead us through the cavern. They steered clear of Shax’s massive form, but I couldn’t blame them. The God of Fear was rather fearsome. As we ventured further, past makeshift tents and rickety cots, I realized not everyone here was a wolf. There were other species of immortal, many of which I’d seen back in the city of a Thousand Faces.

The bond stretched taut between Skyler and me, and through it I could feel everything—his rage, his terror, his desperate need to reach me. *Don't come alone*, I projected. *It's a trap. Bring the pack. Be smart.* I didn't know if he heard me. Didn't know if the bond could carry words that clearly over distance. Then I heard it. The sound of wolves running. Multiple wolves. Dominic heard it too. He grinned. "Right on schedule." The pack burst into the clearing—twenty wolves led by a massive black beast with ice-blue eyes. Skyler. And he looked absolutely feral.

Ruby red eyes three of them came searching through the darkness. Taking all the full brunt of his attention, they moved like normal eyes melting from the shadows as three wolves stood in front of them. They were not massive like the size of a horse in fact they were normal other than the glowing eyes. The first two wolves had thick black coats, but one was clearly leaner while one had thick hunches and was pure muscle. Then there was the wolf to the right of the black hair wolves. The coat of this wolf was a deep brown almost black color with venomous green eyes that glitter in the light when the glowing began to fade away. “Jake Storm are you ready to die?” A thick husky voice filled the ai

The hatch of the boarding spike exploded inward. The wolves that poured out were nightmares made flesh. They were larger than any Alpha Killian had ever seen, their fur matted with dried blood and chemical stimulants, their eyes glowing with a mindless, drug-induced red haze. They didn't shift; they stayed in a grotesque, semi-feral mid-form, their claws elongated into serrated blades. "For the Rift!" Jada screamed, unleashing a slug from the railgun that turned the first Fenris wolf into a cloud of red mist.

some part of her was still Liora. Derek looked at her. "She chose her path." "So did I," she replied, voice bitter. "And I almost didn't survive it." Eamon emerged from the copse, face wan but peaceful. "There's something you both need to see. Now." They followed him down the slope. Smoke curled from shattered trees and scorched grass. The earth was hurt, but living. But nothing could have readied them for what lay beyond the gully. Hundreds of wolves. None of them familiar. They were armored and had unfamiliar runes on the armor. Their eyes, yellow and gleaming, regarded with unblinking stillness. At their center was a figure in obsidian-black robes. A bone mask hid their face.