100 Wolf Lady Hightail Novels & Stories

Her sky-blue eyes drilled holes behind Hakan’s head, flashing the three muscular men a smirk whenever their eyes would wander over to where she was. “Then, I’ll be leaving Richard in charge while I go out to the city. Check the borders, I’ve been hearing talks about rogue wolves roaming around the forest from our hunters.” The man called Richard stepped up before bowing his head, as he received orders from his alpha. The three burly men left immediately when Hakan dismissed the group, turning around to face Skye with her arms crossed and looking bored.

I had hope that it wouldn't just happen now. But like every other year, at this point I would wish that my name wasn't my name. I would wish that I wasn't Allison Bush, the last air of the Bush who actually is the only one that turns into a full wolf on a full moon. I was trying to run from that and some other things.. But then again, you can't run away from yourself!!

And that huge wolf which was two meters tall, she had never seen an animal this big. But, Asteria also didn't want to seek death although she was curious about its strength. She would be no different than a defenseless rabbit in front of this wolf. Her feet were trembling slightly as she tried to stand up, though she forced herself to hold on. She didn't know what reaction this wolf would have if it found out that she was here. She didn't want to be eaten for sure. Trudging along the uneven ground, Asteria pushed her weak body forward. She didn't know what happened to the body beforehand. It was uncomfortable as she couldn't get used to it. She was an athlete of weight lifting after all.

What color would her fur be? Lia positioned herself on the carpet about six feet from him, arms at her sides, a naked goddess with her lustrous mane of hair and her hazel eyes flecked with gold. She looked at him for a long moment then closed her eyes, let out her breath, and began to turn in a circle. Yes, it was exactly as it had been with Mike, the air around spinning. As she moved faster, the air became a blur, a thick cloud surrounding her until suddenly it stopped, fell away, and Riley gasped. A gorgeous white wolf stood in her place, with a sculptured head and a majestic body.

“Seek comfort with your mate during this trying time.” “Sir, forgive me,” she said softly. “I fear you have been misled. I am merely his servant, not his mate.” The Alpha turned to his mate, and they spoke privately. She assured her mate that her hellhound stated that the young woman before the Alpha did in fact have a wolf. He then turned back to Electra and commanded her to look him in the eyes. He pushed into her mind and found the wolf curled up on herself. In the presence of the Alpha, the wolf stirred but did not get up.

They were able to infiltrate the Hotel within minutes. Helicent was the first inside, shooting Vampire after Vampire with a shotgun loaded with ultraviolet. Lyall followed just behind her. They might not adore each other, but they are mated. And Lyall couldn’t help but protect Helicent with his life, she is despite everything, his Wolf Tamer.

I knew we shouldn't have come here,' my wolf muttered. 'Carry her. We can't wait for help,' my wolf says, a little panicked now. I hear a growl again, and exhale in frustration. A dark gray wolf appears suddenly. It's taller than the previous wolf, his eyes intense, so cold, and mighty with a powerful aura. The large wolf's gaze goes to the unconscious lady, and I move to shield her from its gaze while still calculating the new wolf. Does he know her? Did it hurt her like this?

She lifts herself from her lying position and moves in slow motion towards the seven wolves that I can see left alive. Without warning, Salara launches herself through the air, slashing her claws against the throats of every wolf standing around us. When there is no one left standing besides the mated pair who are cowering, and whimpering in the same spot that I last saw them, she stalks her way over there, her body movements looking menacing even to me.

We head back to work. The throne room door opened and Cole walked in and behind him came this beautiful Werewolf. Turstin was struggling to figure out how best to describe it. Her walk was one of prestige, he realized as she carried herself with the confidence the world can offer, the glamour in her golden coat and white gown is one I had only seen from my mother. “Lady Lydia, your grace” She bowed. Turstin couldn't help but wonder what will it mean for him to mate with this werewolf. How amazing and less stressful will it be?

Quin who was cowering in a faraway corner shrieked, "Feet! Feet!" "Argh! That's enough!" Neoma moved faster than anyone thought she was capable of and she caught the red wolf by her tail. The wolf morphed repeatedly in and out of her wolf form, trying to kick and bite Neoma at different spots. Each attack was met with a blow from Neoma herself. Whether it was a headbutt, bite, punch, or kick, the red wolf came out of the exchange more injured than Neoma. Neoma suffered blows but never let go the red wolf's tail. This was their only chance.