Ya Wolf Books Novels & Stories

“This one is Alex Book, omega, twenty, pregnant for two weeks and was missing three months before Lena. She was last seen with her friends separating ways at the previous old park, now the front entrance of Omega District, near the Western Mountains.” Another photo was placed on the coffee table and Mika glanced at the serious representative. “Aizel Meer. Lindsay Pickstry. Jamaicah Novo. Micah Rice. Trix John. Lyn Rakshon. Omegas, pregnants, around late teens to late twenties, in their early weeks of pregnancy and disappeared near the Western Mountains.” “They are humans, right?” The silence and long uncomfortable pause shrieking on their midst after placing one photo to the next. “They were

Lya For being alone most of the day, it passed quickly. So much interaction was jam packed into the morning, I was thankful for the break. I just buried myself in more werewolf books, which made it a little difficult to pretend the disaster that was my life wasn’t happening. I had to wonder if the books in my room had been carefully selected - all of them pertained to werewolf history. The evolution, notable battles, remarkable people. It frustrated me that it all seemed to make entirely too much sense. Maybe Allyssa had a point when she said because it’s in my DNA, the adjustment wouldn’t be as rough. Additionally, this was the most open communication with my wolf had been in years, and all

She always ran away from reading. I walked over to the shelves, carefully grazing my fingers over the binded pages, taking all the words in. Then there was a specific one that piqued my interest. “What's this?” I pulled it out as the words on the cover page caught my eye. The Legend of the Arctic Wolf “Ah, this one's a masterpiece, my favorite of all,” Xavier said, looking at the book in my hand. “Really? What's it about?”

Surely the King doesn’t have one,’ Ayla thought before the horses started moving fast. The ice wolves scared Ayla badly, and she was still shaken. She had never seen an ice wolf before, but she had read about them. Back in Myrthana, she was allowed to visit the Royal Library—the only luxury she had ever been permitted. Ayla loved to read and learn about everything. In “Beasts from the Uzhor Continent,” she learned about ice wolves—they were much larger and stronger than any other type of wolf. Only the warg was more vicious than the ice wolf. Equipped with a powerful jaw, an ice wolf could kill an ice bison or a buffalo in less than a minute.

“Thank you, sir. I’m Amerie. Your shop is lovely. Do you have any books or old maps of the surrounding area? I’d love to learn more about my new home.” “Ah, of course. Down the third aisle toward the end you’ll find one book by Caneen alongside some old maps.” He pointed at the aisle. Amerie thanked him and went to the book and maps. She took a bite of the chocolate pastry as she glanced at the shelves. As she walked down the aisle, she noticed small wolves carved into the columns of the bookshelves. The book Tom had mentioned seemed old yet not very worn. The front cover was black with a golden paw print, and the author’s name was in green at the top. The spine of the book read “The Town of

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

I made my way towards the pack grounds where my search team of 100 wolfes was waiting "I need you to find me a girl in the age of 21-22 with blue eyes..black hair..fair skin...she is an orphan....a wolf but no one must have seen her wolf.... Whosover matches this discription is to be bought here to me safely .. Am I clear?" "But Alpha...there must be so many girls who match this description...how will we find the one you are looking for?" "Simple ..no one would have ever seen her wolf....ask the girls to change into their wolfes..if they willingly do then they are not her..." "She will smell like a wolf but will not show her wolf...find that girl" "Yes Alpha!!" They left and started the sea

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.

The Alpha commanded everyone. Five minutes later, everyone, including Luna Lisa, had shifted. The Alpha took the lead, with his wife by his side. Off, the entire pack went running into the woods. Barely thirty minutes into their run, a loud howl filled the night. The entire pack stopped running and turned to the wolf who let out an agonized howl. It turned out to be Luna Lisa. Two female wolves went to her and she let them know the baby was coming. They communicated this to the entire pack using mind-link. At once, the Alpha shifted back to his human form.

Liya etched, her voice infusing sadness and disappointment into me. “We can at least try again. It’s been forever since we tried, and I am willing to do that now,” I retorted, assuring my wolf that we would get to the bottom of this together. Liya grumbled, “Let’s start with researching. Enough about the red wolves. It’s time to read other books and find out who we are.” Sensing my wolf’s fear of the unknown, I nodded and dropped the book I was holding. I was ready to pick another, titled Howls of the Ancients: Mystical Forces and Werewolf History.