Zelda Wolves Novels & Stories

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?

Zander approached the guards stationed at the entrance, displaying his loyalty band, which marked him as an emissary of Alpha Darius. The guards, recognizing Zander, nodded respectfully and allowed him to pass through. Zander traversed the familiar paths, his paws carrying him swiftly towards the heart of the Canyon Pack’s settlement. The atmosphere felt different here, imbued with ancient wisdom and tranquility. Upon reaching the Elder’s den, Zander found him seated in a spacious chamber, surrounded by shelves filled with ancient tomes and artifacts. The Elder, a wise and grizzled wolf with silver fur, raised his head as Zander entered, acknowledging his presence with a nod.

"I think she was too careless and foolish." "You will not be able to take my daughter! You need to step over my corpse first!" Rula started swinging her sword. She attacked the black wolves in front of her one by one. Rula never knew how the black wolves lived in the wilderness. She overlooked that Black-wolf had a fierceness more terrifying than Rongue's. "Zloe! Let's get Melisam out of here!" Rula instructed. Zloe shook his head quickly. "I'll help you!" He replied while battling the black wolf in front of him. "We will defeat them together."

Verina’s wolves fanned out on either side of her, all of them large, dark, with glowing red eyes, crouching down, ready to hurl themselves at my pack. My wolves were equally prepared, stooping low, finding their centers of gravity so they could launch off of the ground and meet any attack midair. Or be the first to strike.

What is her gift? - We, by virtue of nature, cannot freely communicate with animals, they are afraid of us, - she began to explain, - and werewolves with such a gift not only approach any animals calmly, but also feel their life streams. For example, you can say that your head hurts, show where it hurts, and werewolves with such a gift feel it. They are excellent veterinarians and are highly valued at our fur farms. In our flock, sable, arctic fox, marten, ermine are bred. A very profitable business. I still don't get what's wrong? A wonderful gift, - but I thought to myself that I don’t have a gift at all.

“I am Selene, the moon goddess. In just few years, a guardian of my own choice will rise alongside four special wolves that I have chosen. Together, they will save the werewolf Kingdom from perishing. The wolves will be called the Elemental wolves and they will be able to wield each of the four elements. “The guardian will help the Elemental wolves with their powers and she shall be their mother. The Elemental wolves will be paired mates, born on the same day and they will come from only three packs; The Royal Park, The Intelligence Park and the Power Park. The war Park is not included because the Elemental wolves will eventually need the warriors from the park. The Elemental wolves will be

He was about to jump to eat me when I close my eyes and wait for my death sentence. A second ago when I don’t feel anything and I slowly open my eyes. I was just surprised that there was another wolf but he looked different than him. He fights with his fellow wolf. He has white fur all over his body, a little bigger than a black wolf, he has blue eyes but he also has sharp nails and fangs. The black wolf hit the white wolf with his talons that’s why the white wolf moves backward.

' This time she let Cerridwen take over and they were the ones to leap back in shock as they faced the stunning Golden Wolf, 'Oh fuck. Zander's eyes glowed at the sight of her, she seemed to glitter and glow in the weak sunlight streaming into through the window and she was big for a female Wolf but still not as big as the two dark brown Wolves she found herself facing, 'Have it your own way Golden Wolf,

Zelda the witch looked me up and down with deep, hollow eyes. "Interesting." She reached out a bony finger and tapped my forehead. She pulled out a squirming stream of black smoke. I stared at the evil mist in shock. "Your wolf's essence is nearly drained," Zelda frowned. "In a month, you'll wither and die." "What?" I gasped. Zelda let the snake on her cane bite my hand, sucking away the leftover black smoke. After a sharp pain, my head felt clearer than it had in months.

“Who?” Before he could answer, shadows spilled across the ruins like liquid darkness. Figures emerged—wolves with eyes like burning coals, their bodies shrouded in black mist. Zaya’s heart stopped. They weren’t ordinary wolves. They were the same creatures from her visions—the Shadow Wolves, the cursed offspring of her ancestor’s bargain. And they were real. Liam’s claws glinted in the moonlight as he stepped protectively in front of her. “Run, Zaya.”