The Never Wolf's

The Never Wolf's

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Never give up. Never surrender. That's what my old man (dad) told me before he went and friggin' died. But, lets not talk about the past. No. Lets talk 'bout somethin' much more important. Me. Ha! No, I'm not conceited but I am the MOST important thing humanity has ever know. I am the daughter of a goddess. Nope. I am not a demigod. I am not a MINOR or MAJOR god. But hell, I sure as heck am more important than all of 'em combined. My name is Sky Blue. My mom is a goddess not known to man or beast. Not even the GODS know about 'er. Her name is Valen Blue. She is the goddess of... well... everything! She is not like the other gods. She does not "Show-Off" as they say. No, in fact she is not even human. She is a wolf. She can turn into a human though. So can I, but my natural form is a wolf. I have silver-white fur with a black snout, sort of on the head and paws (picture above). I have two feather in me hair (not seen in photo but there). Also, my tail-tip is black. I have blue eyes and I am pretty large in my wolf form. In human, I am sort of small. Petite, as humans say. In human form, I have still have blue eyes but I have blond hair that reaches my middle back (I still have feathers embedded in my hair as a human, like Indians). I also have...fire highlights as they say? Ya know... the kind that looks like a fire is trailing up my hair? Yeah, mine are black and blue. My clothes? Well, as a wolf I wear none of coarse, but as a human I wear a black leather jacket over a plain white tee and sort of torn jeans. My shoes are always black combat boots. Now, I do live is a pack. All shifters like me, all true wolves too. The only thing is, I'm not the Alpha. Yes, I am faster and stronger and have better sight, smell, and hearing, nut I am no alpha. I am just a Hunter/Scout. No one knows who or what I am. I am a daughter of Valen, Queen of the Wolves.
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Everything was gone. I sobbed, my clothes ripped and I was bleeding, but it didn't matter. I had to get to her, to them. Had to find- Struggling to stand, I grasped my side, biting back the scream that wanted to escape. I looked down at my hands and red coated them, blurring together until I couldn't see anything anymore. I squeezed my eyes shut, forcing my panicked breathing to slow, until I felt in control of myself again. It had been so long, I thought as I turned my peeling and dry face to the sun, my fingers shaking as I struggled to make sense of them. For so long, I'd been a wolf, cursed. All that I was, or could've been had been reduced to nothing but an animal driven by instinct, bloodlust, thousands of lives met their ends at the edges of my razor sharp claws. I had no idea where I was, how much time had passed. My fingers touched something hard in the sand, and a jolt of information went through me as Queen Azalea's sword, gleamed as I pulled it free. My heart started to pound as sun glinted off of the blade, reflecting back at me. I nearly dropped the metal when I saw myself. I took a second look and saw white hair, caked with dirt, and yellow eyes, blue veins sparking in their depths. All at once, I remembered who I was. I remembered why I was here, how much time had passed. I am Azalea Marie Albescu, The Queen Alpha. A false queen sits on my throne, controls what's mine. I would have to make my way back to my pack, my family, and my home, if still there. I would rise again, as I had before, and reclaim what belongs to me. DISCLAIMER: AS WITH MANY OF MY STORIES, I DO IMPLICATE SITUATIONS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT/ABUSE. Not in any way do I intend to glamorize this behavior, I write about these delicate and painful situations because I myself relate to them and will always fight for survivors, including myself. Thank you for your understanding and if you are in any way uncomfortable reading these stories, I encourage you to look elsewhere.

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