Aya Wolf Hot Novels & Stories

Despite the fact that the werewolf standing in front of me was truly the very focus of a woman's dream in all external signs. The short-sleeved black T-shirt hugged the broad shoulders and the relief of a pile of muscles, awakening quite unambiguous fantasies in my long-suffering brain. Dark hair without any troubles about trends in fashionable haircuts beckoned me to grab it with my fingers and never let go until its owner makes me die of orgasm. “I belong to the alpha of the gray wolf clan!” - blurted out the most brilliant idea of ​​all, which she was capable of, contrary to her own thoughts.

He spoke: "I know you are confused about a lot of things: you have been given a gift by the Oracle- you are now a werewolf but your mind is yet to adapt to your new abilities. You will experience heightened senses, a burning anger, and a fearful hunger. Under a full moon, your abilities will increase but so will your desire for blood. Eventually, you will learn to control this but for now you need to be careful let's the beast in you destroy what you cannot restore"

"This family is the reason I'm left with nothing now." "I'm not nothing, dad." Sydney scowled. "I will not let you take him." Benjamin's eyes flashed green. "Well, then you're going to be the first werewolf I'll have a real combat with." Emily said. "You sure are stupid." He scoffed. "I'm a primordial beta wolf, a hundred years older than you are." "And I'm a hybrid." She stood unafraid, her eyes glowing with flames.

“What just happened?” I felt Yohan move beside me, his eyes also directed towards Auster’s retreating figure. He sighs, grabbing the zipper and again, closing us from the outside world. “Auster’s wolf hasn’t matured yet. Since he has Alpha blood in him, the scents and pheromones he gets are twice as many as opposed to what normal wolves get. The scent of a female wolf that’s about to go into heat would be too much for him. Instead of having the urge to mark or mate with that female, his wolf is going to shut down. Making him faint.”

Seeing his attacker. A huge jet black wolf looks down at him with piercing green eyes and the wolves around immediately bow to him. Daniel could feel the person's aura. It was not a Beta or a Gana blood. It was way more. The beautiful wolf with black jet fur was a rarity. A royal wolf,who have been heard to go extinct years ago. The wolf starts approaching Daniel, daring him to move. By blocking his exit and standing between the cliff and him. And Daniel gulps. Knowing there was no escape now.

The first wolf replied. "All we have to do is pass through Sablethorn where no one searches for Wisteria and it's home free with a bucket of gold dough," He added. I froze, turning to them. If they were going to Sablethorn then it would be a great opportunity to ride with them. A moment after they were done eating, I walked over to the caravan’s men. "How much to give me a ride closer to Aetherion?" The first wolf glanced at me, a flicker of suspicion in his eyes, then smirked. "Depends on the cargo you carry'n with you."

As usual, Alex didn’t take it seriously. “Alex. I’m not in the mood for your bullshit. Just answer.” I felt his sigh through the link. “Alright, alright… lunar wolves—if they even existed, were high-tier omegas. You couldn't call them submissive... They had strong instincts like healing faster than omegas, masking their scents like crazy. And their heats were supposedly so intense they could kill a lesser alpha. They mate like fucking rabbits, Axel. And I mean, they fuck like there's no morrow.”

"Get lost!" Carlson waved his hand at the wolf in anger, throwing him out at least ten feet away, his eyes red and bloodshot. He refused to let anyone suggest that I was dead. Just as he was on the brink of despair, another warrior rushed in anxiously and reported loudly, "Alpha, we've got news! Our scouts spotted a white wolf with one blue eye and one silver eye in the Northwind market, and her build looks exactly like Ms. Radolf!" A white wolf with different colored eyes?

Alpha’s name appeared on the board last. He walked toward the center of the hall, muscles tense, heartbeat calm. Across from him, a rival stood—a tall, broad-shouldered werewolf named Kael, one of the top Alpha candidates already glowing with dominance. His amber eyes narrowed. “You’re the weakling they let in?” Kael sneered. “I’ll make this quick.” Alpha said nothing. He didn’t need to. The bell rang. Combat began. Kael lunged, claws extended. Instinct screamed in Alpha’s chest—but his wolf stayed silent. The system had locked all his reflexive power. He barely dodged, knees scraping the stone. Pain burned, and Kael grinned.

— Tolerable. - Not cold? - asked the "snowy", skeptically looking at me from head to toe. Well, yes, I jumped out again in one shirt. I could only smile, because it was impossible to think of a more stupid question. “Have you forgotten that I am a fiery wolf?” I smiled as I tossed out my cigarette butt. “Fiery wolves are not afraid of any frost,” oh yes, he knew, and judging by his face, this was exactly the reaction he expected from me. Stretching, I leaned back against the lantern, feeling some wrong lightness from the conversation.