Zodiac Wolves Book 4 Novels & Stories

The other two wolves emerged from behind the mansion, their fur a darker, more foreboding shade that seemed to blend seamlessly with the shadows. The three wolves padded towards Nicholas, their eyes fixed on their Alpha with a deep, unwavering loyalty. As they drew closer, they fell into step before him, their howls merging with his in a chorus of sorrow and defiance. Together, the four werewolves stood as one, their voices echoing through the night, a testament to their unbreakable bond and their shared commitment to their pack.

Left with no other choice, I resigned to my last option. “I Yves Lopez accept your rejection Jake Smith” The pain I’d felt previously due to Jake’s rejection was nothing compared to my acceptance of it. He must have felt it too as he stopped abruptly, pulling away from me while clawing at his head, his eyes changing their color. I knew his wolf was surfacing and then using whatever little strength I had left, I crawled to the bathroom and shut the door.

She estimated that six cars in total were pulled down off the tracks with them. She had banged her forehead on the first pitch anticipating more movement and paying the price in a nice solid goose egg on her head. Her wrist and knees aching from the impact against the bumpy metal, she tried to right herself, but before she could there was a horrible metal scrape, followed by a slam and light flooding into the car from their new side wall. A bright brown wolf, the size of a VW bug dashed inside, barely squeezing into the door hatch. He was frothing at the mouth and had crazed eyes that Jane could see the whites of despite the fact that he was moving, and fast. With a low whimper, it crouched

“Why do you still look like shit even though you didn’t have sex last night?” I wasn’t sure how I was going to answer that question. She looked at me closer, and she didn’t look happy. “What happened last night?” “Remember that party that you said that you’re going to.” “Yes, but when I was just about to leave to the party, Zack decide that’s when he wanted to get home. He told me that he didn’t want me to go to the party because these bikers unlike the others have werewolves, vampires, and some immortals in it. He told me that the President of the MC is a royal werewolf.”

Certainly in werewolf communities. A wolf was a proud and territorial animal. That’s why between Alpha’s who weren’t from the same summit, there were always testosterone driven stand-offs. I remember when Pernwél told me about her first encounter with Alpha Zane at Green Valley, the same way I recalled Beta Nico. Normally ranked wolves gave me shudders, after what happened at my old pack. How things can change, I thought. Now, I, myself was mated to one, becoming Beta of Grey Moon. “All that is necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.” Jake burst through my thoughts carrying wise words on his tongue.

As I closed the distance, the smell of decay blew my way, and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Whoever was on our land was close. Just as I was about to grab Maddie, a scrawny and sickly wolf skidded around the house, foam dripping from its muzzle. My eyes burned as I felt my beast come forward, needing to protect our baby. Maddie stumbled with surprise as I jumped over her head, shifting mid-air into my wolf and colliding with the rogue. I could hear her crying behind me as I bit and clawed at the intruder.

The money making thing I did as a side crime business was going to lead the damn wolves to something more, I had to make sure I shut them down fast before the destroyed the El Nahual. The Beta pulled her to her feet as she giggled, they danced in the moonlight to music I couldn't hear. He gazed at her like she was everything and it gave me a great sense of satisfaction that if I got to her I would tear him down too. Something howled in the distance and I knew I had to move, that the warrior patrol wolves would be passing here on their patrol route. I slinked off in tje forest with out a look back at the couple. I didn't give a damn about Giovanna Angelito but if her blood sacrafice opened th

If what Ciaran had done just now created a rift between us, I would skin him myself. "I think there are a lot of things she regrets, Beta. Now just isn't the right time to press her about it." I advised and stalked after her. Ozias' mouth opened and shut. He shook his head, then left for the kitchen. Her scent wasn't as sweet as it had been at the beginning of the night. There were darker notes to it. Almost pungent. Negative thoughts and feelings modified your scent. Changed it so that wolves could pick up it. No longer the lightness of before. The smell had the same feel to it as the one I had smelled back at Half-Moon.

But instead of old stories from my grandmother’s life, the pages were scrawled with strange symbols and sketches—shorthand in her handwriting explaining the purpose of different runes and sigils. Flipping through the pages, there were sketches of wolves, and the last page that she’d written in had a detailed rendition of a nightmarish wolf-beast that made my blood run cold at the sight of it, it’s eyes smudged over with charcoal in the shape of a protective rune. My heart raced when I realized what I was holding. This was no ordinary journal, it was a spell book.

--Alyssa-- I was deeply engrossed in the book I had found. It was believed that the white wolves were the first of their kind to come into existence, blessed with extraordinary powers. They had the ability to heal, control the earth and everything within it, and even communicate directly with the moon goddess. These gifts made them revered but also envied, and eventually, the other wolves' jealousy led to a devastating purge aimed at eliminating the white wolves entirely.