American Rottweiler Novels & Stories

"The entery goes on to say, 'Douglas was digging a little more into the pack and it's goings-on when he heard that the girl didn't get far before the alpha's trackers found her hiding out a few towns over. They followed her and when she was alone chased and cornered her in an alley but somehow she got away and the trackers were brought back to be treated for serious burns. I think that when she was trapped and probably scared out of her mind, her emotions were running wild and especially as she was unable to shift due to the pregnancy, Rosalee burnt them to protect herself. I suspect using a power unbeknowing to her, because if she knew about it I believe she would have used it sooner. Rosal

Rex explained. "To be honest, the 7 packs are the youngest wolves we know. I didn't always run with the pack I run with now. I used to be one of Jo's Rogues. I am half Royal, half Lunari." As soon as Shyfter said he ran with the Rogues, Rex's wolf emerged and melded with his human instinctively.

she tells me with a grin. "Yes I do. They're all different breeds. Like Alpha, Bravo and Delta are actual wolves that I rescued years ago from the forest surrounding one of my safehouses. Demon, Sheba and Sarge are purebred dogs. Zeke, Lita and Cain are mixed breed. But all have been trained by myself and a couple other trusted people." I say as Alpha decides she's done with the affection and leaves the room.

It was so strong it sent me flying back against the tree and I slid down onto my ass. I sat on the ground dazed until something cold and wet touched my face, nudging me. When my vision cleared, a beautiful dark gray wolf came into view. His golden eyes looked at me with concern, but I was too mesmerized with how beautiful he was. He was much darker than other Delta 1s. His darkest gray is charcoal, with hardly any white. There's a little below his chin slightly spreading onto his muzzle, and a little on his chest. Gray is mixed in with it so much that it barely looks white. His golden eyes stand out against his dark color, making them look like they are glowing.

the man made a face, before jamming the door shut. Twenty minutes later, the door creaked open, and an earthy smell mixed with silver tensed the air. A massive looking rottweiler with a slash cutting through his eye and taking half of his left face snarled at me, his razored fangs glinting with malice. Moscow was Ari’s dog, and once my best buddy. I gave him that scar when he almost ripped me apart that night, but miraculously, he spared my life, and he has been hostile toward me since then.

The Alpha, Brody, had also shifted; his wolf was a dark black and was a close size to Mason's. Brody ran over to me and growled, his eyes wondering over my wolf in happiness. He rubbed his head against my neck and I growled in response; a happy, cheerful growl. Mason rushed over and pushed Brody away from me. He stood in front of me, blocking Brody from me. Brody growled at him in anger, Mason returned the growl.

My Dad started explaining to me what we planned to do “ Mama and I will shift close to midnight to hopefully encourage your wolf forward…” I nod at him, I cant wait for my wolf to meet my Mum and Dad’s. My Dad’s wolf is big, almost the same size as an Alpha wolf which is unsual, and strong, which is needed for a Beta, he is a deep grey colour, and has deep brown eyes. He was called Pax.

’ Aurora asked via the link. ‘Not yet, I think there could be two or possibly three people that I can tell right now, and they’re definitely rouge wolves as they smell gross.’ She said, I’ve never come across a rouge and yet I know what the smell like from what Aurora has been told that they smell like rotting flesh, dried blood and death all rolled into one. ‘How far away is Ryder? I still can’t sense him?’ She replied with the same worry I currently had for Xander that they could be hurt.

Do you have one for Lucas? There were a couple of options back that weren't my thing, but what Dempsey was looking for. -Yeah. The manager says it's a mix between a German Shepherd and a Rottweiler ,” he commented when we heard the manager's footsteps bringing the dog. Bradley took the leash and fearlessly ran my fingers behind his ear, earning a couple of licks from the animal.

Whatever her decision was, even if it was too sweet for him, he'd agree. Anything for her. "Marshmallow for you..." she started, gesturing at the black Rottweiler and hugging him all over "because you're so soft and fluffy and I could squish you all day. You're like a giant chocolate marshmallow, Marshmallow!" "And you" she gestured to the big Dobermann on her other side, the one who was cuddling the side of her legs and begging for attention. Alvaro's eyes squinted at him; he didn't like the way the mutt was acting.