Anmut Eines Wolfes Novels & Stories

“I just had to sneak out because it’s a full moon and I didn’t want anybody to know that I didn’t have a wolf.” “Ohhh.” She muttered under her breath. “But you told me you found your true mate, right?” I nodded. “Yes.” “So he didn’t figure out that you were wolfless? How did your wolves sense each other?” She asked, lowering her voice. I blinked at her question, my throat suddenly dry. “I don’t…. I don’t know.” I replied, confusion creeping into my tone. “I just felt it. I don’t know how. But I know that he's my true mate. One can’t deny the connection.”

Amber laughed softly. “Your body went through its first shift.” “It needed the rest.” I frowned. “What about…” “The verdict?” Amber smiled “You solved it.” I stared at her. “What?” “There is no case anymore.” She shrugged lightly. “If you have a wolf… then you’re a wolf.” I just blinked. “So…” “It’s real?” “I…” “I actually have a wolf?” Amber nodded. “You do, I finally have an answer to you …you do honey, you saw her yourself…she has been awaken “

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

It was unlike anything I have ever seen. It was as if wind and light were mixed together, appearing magical. The swirling vortex became thicker and faster until I couldn’t see through it. Suddenly a shape appeared inside, but I couldn’t see what it was. Only after it cleared, did I see that it was another wolf, standing in front of my wolf. This other wolf was white, and it had a silver sheen to its coat. There was a sapphire crescent moon between its ice-blue eyes. It was the most beautiful wolf I have ever seen.

The wolf pounced and had me pinned beneath its massive body before I had a chance to defend myself. “Archer, listen to me,” I hear in my mind. The wolf’s lips were pulled back, revealing its snarling teeth right in front of my face. The look in its eyes was one of determination and something else. I didn’t have time to consider what it was. When a beast the size of this one had you pinned to the ground, you didn’t waste time pondering its emotions.

Where the silver half was molded to form a crescent moon, the gold created a perfectly round sun. Every time I slowed, too busy gawking at the elaborate artwork lining the walls, the wolf at Azrael’s side nudged me with its snout. First of all, the paintings moved. How could I not stop and stare? Second, the legends always said that Orion was the most powerful of the wolf gods, but it wasn’t until now that I actually believed it. It was oh so comforting that he also happened to have the worst attitude. When the wolf bumped me for the fourth time I grunted, “Can you tell your pet to stop pushing me along? Don’t let my perky ass fool you, I’m not cattle.”

I banged in the wall in an attempt to dodge his attacks of claws trying to scratch my body. And soon he started to strike me, a huge growl was heard from behind. As soon I saw another wolf in the room, my eyes were stuck at the wolf eyes, it was beautiful, sparkling sapphire-colored and it has a beautiful soft white fur. Noticing her eyes, I quickly glanced at the place where Debra was lying down. I was right, she had shifted and the other wolf in the room was her, my very first time to see her in her wolf. She was beautiful even in her wolf form.

She looked over her shoulder in alarm only to find that the one on top of her was the huge dark wolf. Her eyes widened and she swallowed. She stirred trying to get out from under the animal but the weight of it had her glued to the ground. He must have weighed twice her. She screeched unconsciously, frightened. She didn't want to die so easily. Spending so much work for nothing, she refused to do that. He moved louder when he heard Quiet in his head and it was as if her body froze. Her wide, unfocused eyes. She couldn't recognize the voice due to how stunned she was but it seemed familiar to her. There was an accent that went straight to her chest. The wolf lowered its legs from its back and

He has a look of pride on his face. "I agree Inamorata. I think we may well be heading into war soon. Anyone with too much information will be in danger. This witch, whoever was the caster, must be very powerful, she was able to separate a wolf from her human, that is not easy, nature does not allow that to happen easily, especially against the will of the werewolf involved. My money is that sooner or later this will result in a very bloody battle, if not all out war." Ansel's words trail off, but somehow seem to hang in the air around us at the same time.

“I need to talk to your wolf…” “My…?” In a flash, I blacked out. Dr. Wyatt’s POV I waited patiently as the hurt and confusion flickered out of Annette’s eyes, and the certainty of her wolf filled it. She seemed to stand a little straighter then, and looked at me more fully. Her wolf was confident and capable, and knew it. “You play a dangerous game calling me when she is conscious,” the wolf said. “She remembered something,” I said. “And seemed on the verge of remembering more. That is cause for the risk. Did we not previously agree to keep the past secret from Amelia, for her own good?”