Abigail Wolf Novels & Stories

I closed the door and gestured for her to take a seat, and I sat down next to her. “What’s on your mind, Stella?” She bit her lip as she weighed her words. Whatever she wanted to ask was either important to her or made her unsure of whether it was appropriate or not to ask. “What was Abigail’s gift?” she asked. “She was able to compel others to do what she wanted. Even Alpha’s command couldn’t be used on them. She was a hybrid, so the magic she had also protected her mind from being commanded as well. Why do you ask?”

“Well, I’m Abigail. I think we can be friends. We come visit Walt once in every year. He and my papa are friends.” “You mean Beta Sullivan? He..He’s your father?” “Sullivan? No. my father is not even a Beta. His name is Fredrick. He’s the secretary of our pack.” At this point, fear gripped me a little. Did Sullivan give birth to a pup here too? Was this all part of their plan for overtaking Leviathan Park? Was this also why I would often see Alpha Blake? But despite all this, I was determined not to spit a word to Abigail until I had figured the whole truth out.

"Hello, Alpha Nichols. Just one moment. I will take this in the privacy of my office." Nyla's scent permeated the air like rotten food, and my lip curled into disgust. "Alpha Jones, please don't," I growled, not bothering to look at her as I found the one wolf who had the answers I was looking for. "It would be better if you stay to bear witness. I will be ending this now."

'You should go see some of the guests while they arrive" She was like that a year or two ago when my wolf refused to show up. It was the first time in my life that I'd felt so embarrassed. My wolf showed up later, but there was no need for it by then. Any wonder then for this behaviour now that I couldn't find my mate? Another trouble was slowly brewing. Everyone began to despise me. I'd always be ridiculed and tormented emotionally, but it never crossed the four walls of the Pack House, which was the Alpha's palace. It would be a great shame if it got into the ear of the rank and file that the Luna was close to eighteen and had not yet found her mate. Which was what my father was fighting t

My eyes were fixated on the witch at the top of the stairs thinking of all the ways I could kill her. 'Her blood will taste amazing,' Cinnabar was huffing and pacing in my mind. He was the only reason I'd made small progress of moving my arms. We could feel through the connection that Eloise was in pain. She was distressed. 'The pups,' my wolf growled out. A snarl ripped through my lips sounding muffled but loud enough to make the witch turn to us once again. She rolled her orange eyes at me stepping down the stairs with her arms crossed.

she murmured. "Oh, don't be silly, Saffy. Sorry, Arlan, it's her first time being in the company of a Vampire." She smiled at Saffy, "Now let's get on with it, shall we? I promised a dozen scones to Sophia, who runs the newsagents for her Alzheimers coffee morning."Arlan pulled a chair out for her, and Saffy sat in front of the screens. "We only have one cell in use tonight," Arlan said as he turned the lights down even more and lit up a screen on the wall.

"How outrageous! They robbed money shamelessly! The appearance of this Wolf Gang is really ugly." Abigail sat on the sofa with her legs crossed, casually holding her phone in one hand and taking a sip of the lemon water on the table with the other. "Boss, aren't you afraid of being poisoned?" Reuben widened his eyes, as if admiring the boss's courage. Abigail, on the other hand, did not agree, "What poison in this world could I not cure?" "Makes sense..." Reuben said, picking up a glass of lemonade and tilting his head back to finish it in one gulp!

KAEL. It's only been six days since I rejected and banished my mate. And in those six days, I had not been myself. My wolf Echo had been giving me the silent treatment ever since. He was mad at me for rejecting our mate and banishing her from the pack without giving her the chance to defend herself. But I knew he was wrong. Ruby had killed my father, and I couldn't have had it any other way. My name is Kael Leonard, the only child of the late Alpha Frederick Leonard, except you'd count Ruby, his adopted daughter, as his child.

Aidan had handed me the reports that were from the little she-wolf's visit to the jail. She had apparently identified all the rogues and Aidan had written notes about the details she had given. I overheard some of their Warriors talking about the visit. Apparently, the little she-wolf had impressed them all with her strength and determination to give them information. The Warriors said she had made some quite cutting remarks to the rogues. I smiled, she is impressive. Piper chimed in, 'I want to see her again.'

"Hardly, he can have the old slag...she means as much to me as an overcoat to a grizzly bear." Christoff huffed in amusement. Abigail was a very attractive older she-wolf who had lost her warrior mate in a pack take-over fight ten years ago, since then she was known as a weak woman who sought comfort so was an easy lay. "Alright, what point were you trying to make then?" "I thought it strange when the girl..." "Aria?" Christoff interrupted.