Into The Wolves' Den Novels & Stories

The wolves lowered their heads… And prepared to attack.

The wolves melt into the shadows as he carried me into the dark. ---

Wren had groceries delivered, so the scent must belong to the person who delivered them. Suddenly, I hear vicious growling and aggressive noises coming from the den. The door is open. What I find in the den is nothing to what I expected to find when I got home. One, Wren is in fucking wolf form. Crimson is a beautiful red wolf. Two, the entire den has been shredded to pieces by a very pissed off Crimson.

Dean’s POV continued- The cells are usually kept pretty dark. Since the wolves have better night vision it’s not a problem for them, but when we turn the bright spot lights on it sure makes it a lot worse for them too. We keep the observation area dark so the rogue can’t see everyone in the room. I decided not to tell Alec and Zander because, well, I still wanted to have a little fun. We got to the interrogation area and I held up a hand so they knew to hold back a bit, then I gave the signal for the lights. The flinching and barely audibly cursing coming from the wolves? Worth it. It took a second for them to recover and I tried my best to hide my smirk as Alec looked at me.

A hidden passage revealed itself, the scent of damp stone and lingering smoke wafting up from below. The Den was alive with activity. The cavernous space was lit by the warm glow of scattered fire pits, their flames casting flickering shadows across the walls. Wolves in both human and shifted forms moved about, their voices blending into a low hum of conversation. I kept my head down as I navigated the chaos, avoiding eye contact and steering clear of any groups that looked too interested in newcomers. My anonymity was my greatest asset here, and I had no intention of losing it. At the far end of the Den, a small alcove housed the one wolf I’d come to see: Maelis.

The onlookers watched the fight with bated breaths, everyone in the clearing rooting for their alpha. The black wolf, which was Jonas, was severely injured, while the grey one had only a few bruises on him, and was looking as though he was getting ready to finish off the fight. Sophia watched this scenario with glee, immediately dismissing her strange experience as a pain-induced dream and mentally cheering her grandfather on, even though she felt really faint. The black wolf was beginning to panic now, and as the grey one pinned it down, and raised its hand, as though it wanted to use its claws to finish it off, the black wolf's panicked eyes darted frantically about, searching somewhere be

’ A bulky chestnut colored wolf with gold markings linked his trio. **Kugri** ‘What do they want out here, with us? Don't they have enough in their bowls dealing with the Rogues?’ A smaller gray wolf growled. **Moon** ‘Their intentions are good as far as for them being in our presence. That makes them worthy of talking to.’ A pale, almost invisible wolf asked quietly. **Shyfter**

His eyes glittered dangerously “Don’t.” My head shot up, anger coloring my own gaze. “If you know about the full moon then you know that it’s an important ritual within wolf packs. As a wolf, it’s vital that I’m with my family to join the hunt. It helps breed unity and oneness. It’s not fair!” He gave me an unimpressed look “I don’t care. No one’s stopping you from turning into a wolf and if you’d just stop being so stubborn I’d even let you out for a run once or twice.”

With anticipation coursing through their veins, they followed the resonating sound, their hearts beating in synchrony. After hours of relentless pursuit, the pack emerged into a vast clearing where a gathering of wolves awaited. Their eyes gleamed with an ancient wisdom, and their fur bore the marks of countless battles fought in defense of their territories. Among them stood a majestic alpha wolf, his presence commanding respect and admiration. Emily stepped forward, her voice filled with reverence. "We come as emissaries of the Red Teary Moon Pack, seekers of unity and protectors of the wild. We offer our alliance and our unwavering dedication to preserving the balance of nature."

Just like hers—though I didn’t know who she was. Downstairs, the training yard was already alive with movement. Warriors sharpening blades, brushing pelts, preparing to impress the elders under tonight’s blood moon. I passed them quietly, head high, shoulders straight. But the whispers never stopped. Whispers from parents to children. From the young wolves to the old ones. “Do you know that the Beta was found in the snow? Like a cursed thing.” “Alpha Blaine just took her in to save face.” “How could she even become the Beta?”