Aphmau And Aaron Wolf Novels & Stories

Aaron’s blood now splattered against the wall, adding color to the morbid design that his head was creating on the glass. “BROTHER! You’re KILLING HIM! Aaron! AARON! Talk to me! MA’HERON, don’t MAKE ME GO WOLF on you! PLEEEAAAASSSE!!!” Diwa said, enraged at her dearest brother while worried sick for her beloved mate. DAMN IT AARON, LET ME OUT! I CAN DEFEND YOU, PLEASE! ALLOW ME TO FIGHT IF YOU WON’T! yelled Aaron’s own wolf inside his head.

Aaron had promised me he would pull her back from the threshold of the abyss, and a Vaughn never breaks a blood-oath. He stepped forward, his expression softening just enough to reach out and brush a stray hair from my forehead. "I told you I would keep the promise, Little Wolf. I do not fail you." I smiled at him, a genuine, sweet expression of gratitude. At that moment, Aaron was my hero. I felt a sudden, icy chill prickle the back of my neck. I didn't have to turn around to know Cameron was watching us. His pupils had narrowed to slits, his scent turning sharp and territorial—like a wolf watching another predator touch his kill.

Noah asked, as he felt like Scarlett's wolf was giving him a threatening look. “She is not used to her body yet. She might think you wanted to fight with her because of that sound you made at me. You better be careful… oops'' The words were not totally out of Jama's mouth when Scarlett's wolf shot at Noah, but her paws did not get to touch him because Noah's claws elongated, his eyes turned the color of his wolf and he gave her a loud growl that caused her to stop just a foot from him and back away in fear. But Scarlett's wolf stopped, shook her fur and was on Noah in the next seconds. “Well, I guess this is my cue to keep. My work here is done” Jama turned to walk out and at the same time,

“Because it’s impossible to intercept them. Have you seen Rafael tonight? Did you notice anything different about him?” I stay quiet. The truth is that I did notice something off, but I just couldn’t say it. It’s Alessio who replies, “Yes. He was able to tap into his Wolf Spirit to gain some strength and some Wolf abilities even in the eclipse, which was supposed to be impossible.” The silence is so think now, but Amari breaks it by asking, “How did he do that?” Savina leans back against her chair. “Magic. Dark, forbidden, twisted Magic.”

Aaron stopped in the middle of the forest when another wolf came out from the bushes. This wolf has white fur and golden eyes. It seems to have come from a royal bloodline. It gnawed at Aaron and attacked him. They fought each other. I stood there, frozen on my feet like a statue, unable to process what was going on. Why are these two wolves fighting? Then I remembered my past again. The smell of blood in my claws and the bloody vision whenever the situation becomes dangerous. It got me paralyzed even more. Seeing me struggle, the two stopped fighting. They seemed to be worried about me.

“You are intoxicating!” “Alpha, please…” I murmured, biting my lips in reluctance. “Step away.” I felt Aaron’s body stiffen at the request, his muscles tightening, his scent intensifying around me. I could hear his wolf roaring in an internal struggle as he exhaled heavily, slowly pulling away. “I thought we were doing well!” the great wolf growled, his voice layered with indignation. “Doctor Ryan will arrive soon to check on the pup’s condition and your health. How about breakfast before that?”

Aurora. "Ama, please just sit still for a second." "But Mommy, I still don't get it!" Ama bounced on the bed, her tiny legs swinging off the edge as she hugged her plush wolf to her chest. Her dark curls were wild around her face, cheeks flushed from excitement or maybe curiosity. “Who is Alpha Ethan really?” I sighed, combing through her hair with my fingers, gently detangling the ends as she wiggled beneath me. Her voice carried so much energy it practically buzzed in the air.

Chapter Two Halle Wilder ~•~ For a moment, I forgot how to breathe. Why was he doing this? Why did he agree to the ceremony if he knew he would end up humiliating me publicly? “I, Alpha of Duskmoon pack, reject Halle Wilder as my mate and Luna.” He continued, his voice firm. “No, no, this couldn’t be happening,” I whispered to myself. I turned to my sister, looking for some sort of support or explanation. Maybe even comfort.

“Aria. You need to see this. Now.” She led us to the medical den. To where we kept the most injured wolves. The ones who should not survive. They were standing. Healed. Their wounds were gone. Their strength returned. All of them. “How?” I asked. Elena stepped forward. “It started an hour ago. Right after Aurora appeared. Every injured wolf in the pack began healing. Faster than natural. Faster than magic. Like something was pushing life back into them.” “The mate bond,” Kade said. “Our merged bloodlines. They are affecting the entire pack.”