Aya Wolf Hot Novels & Stories

Wanted me dead. Except my new caretaker, who was apparently already at the wolf enclosure by the time I arrived. "We need more water for her. Heated, preferably. Get blankets as well and a welping pen set up." Axlan ordered the rest of the lower staff. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up well past his elbows. Top two buttons of his shirt were undone. Showed me a hint of his tanned chest. But that wasn't what caught my eye. "You're awake," I stated as he finally turned around fully.

- I don't know why I felt in my heart that my mother wanted to say more than she did. This wasn't the first time in my life, but since my father died this has gotten worse. - Mom? You didn't even seem too shocked by the location of the guy's house! - It's just that you finally have your breakfast Beck! We're leaving in thirty minutes to fix our hair for tonight. My mother didn't like to answer questions. I was used to it enough by then, so I didn't question anything anymore. I didn't question my father's obsession with wolf artifacts and legends, I didn't question why she wore a protective necklace against something that only existed in my books.

It had been way too long since I shifted and just ran. Axel was whipping his clothes off so fast you would think he was getting lucky; he was so keen. After putting his clothes in a backpack – we always had one with us for times like this – and handing it to Ayla to wear, he leapt into the air. A black and grey wolf with Sapphire eyes, standing a comfortable eight foot five, was stood before us, shaking his head and stretching his legs. Ace was free, and he couldn’t have been happier. “Okay, well, there is nothing left for it; time for you to meet Blaze!” I declare

Rowan POV. "Now shift baby," I say my heart beating insanely, I tried to connect to my mate, to tell him what was going on, but he was busy with the other two wolves, and he kept on ignoring me. I'll show Aiden tonight, I'll ignore him back and we'll see what he thinks about being ignored by his mate. The small white wolf standing in front of me made me smile, a white wolf, an Omega, the rarest of the rarest wolves out in the world, there are only five of them in the whole world, and now he's the sixth one.

The Alpha commanded everyone. Five minutes later, everyone, including Luna Lisa, had shifted. The Alpha took the lead, with his wife by his side. Off, the entire pack went running into the woods. Barely thirty minutes into their run, a loud howl filled the night. The entire pack stopped running and turned to the wolf who let out an agonized howl. It turned out to be Luna Lisa. Two female wolves went to her and she let them know the baby was coming. They communicated this to the entire pack using mind-link. At once, the Alpha shifted back to his human form.

The heavy steam inside the Silver Cascade Room rose up like a thick white wall, but the real heat came from the massive Alpha wolf standing behind me. Alistair Greymark reached around my front, his thick, heavy length pressing tight into the crevice of my soapy ass cheeks while his rough hands worked the herbal suds into my hair. Every single stroke of his fingers against my scalp felt like pure electric fire, sending wild sparks straight down my spine to the tight, aching core of my male omega body.

“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.”

Slowly, her body shimmered, bones twisting and fur growing. With one last, painful cry, Arya’s wolf appeared. She was sleek, brown, and stronger than I expected. She lifted her head and howled at the moon, wild and triumphant. The pack answered her, their howls filling the night to celebrate Arya’s first shift. Arya nuzzled by my side and said through the pack link, ‘Thank you, Alpha.’

Ryan bragged proudly and Amelia chuckled. "You sound really proud of yourself buddy. So, would you mind explaining what this is?" Amelia teased, pointing towards a huge wolf figurine that was placed on a separate shelf behind the scrolls. "That's the figurine of one of the greatest Alphas to be recorded in the history of werewolves," Ryan replied, exciting Amelia even more.

She chuckled while she looked up at the moon, licking her lips. “That was...” her voice trailed off. I lay beside her, snuggling up to her naked, warm skin. “What was that?” she asked. “Your wolf is an omega,” I told her, tracing her jawline with my finger. “It’s a special type of wolf. You have increased fertility, and with that comes an increased sex drive. Essentially, Ava, you were in heat.” “I completely lost control of myself,” she said. “I’ve never felt anything like it. It actually physically hurt.”