Aya Wolf Hot Novels & Stories

Carlos glances at me and I frown. “Throw the bastards in prison.” I snarl just as the scent of her arousal hits me. The drugs may have taken a little time to take effect, but she has been heavily drugged, no doubt with Wolf Rain, the powerful werewolf version of an aphrodisiac that had become extremely popular in the last few years. One that would last far longer than the standard drug. I’ll put her in a room myself before someone tries something with her. Bending down, I scoop her up and she instantly moans, wrapping her arms tightly around my neck.

Mate! My wolf growled excitedly as I alighted from the vehicle. He stood at the entrance of the packhouse, his presence was impossible to ignore. My heart beat faster as I alighted the car and walked towards him. His scent is clean and sharp, like a crisp pine forest after a fresh rain. It carries the tang of cedar and the faintest hint of smoky embers, grounding him in strength and authority. It’s the scent of the wilderness—untamed, but with an underlying control that mirrors his dominant nature. Whenever I catch his scent, it brings a sense of stability and protection, yet with a dangerous edge that keeps me on high alert.

The huge black wolf’s eyes gleamed red, symbolizing that he was an Alpha, but that wasn't what made the rogues fear him—the mark on the wolf's face made them recognize him as Alpha Kayden and without waiting, they all took to their heels. Alpha Kayden's wolf, Ryder, eyes gleamed with deadly light as he chased after them, tearing into the enemies' ranks and crushed their bones with his massive jaws. Ryder and the brown wolf were able to kill a large number of the rogues, though some managed to escape, pursuing Elaira.

Obsidian wolves are the most powerful of all Alpha’s hence why Valen is ruling our pack. Alpha Valen is pure muscle and hardlines. He has slightly chest hair and a happy trail that goes between his six-pack leading all the way to his penis, which is huge and not even all the way erect. I pull my eyes back to his face with its slightly sharp jawline. Damn, why is he so hot? I can feel myself heating up just thinking about what he would do to me.

“My eyes don't want to watch Nyra bend; give my screen back to the alpha's combat forms!” “The thing is, you can watch basic yoga on any city network, but Azel’s ancient warrior strikes are truly unique to the wild packs.” “I follow five other omega yoga accounts on MoonNet, and most of them have much better definitions and even hold sexy abdominal lines.” “Now that your mouth mentions it, my brain is suddenly super curious about whether Azel has pack abs under that vest.” “My wolf is curious too!” “I want to see them!” From that exact second, the entire live chat room fills with thousands of wolves demanding to see my abdominal definition, and the tone of the comment section takes a complet

As the group of Alphas questioned my lack of action, a strange, enticing scent suddenly assaulted my nostrils—sweet like lavender yet undeniably charming. Unbidden, my wolf streamed forward, his instincts taking over as I found myself drawn towards the source of the captivating scent. Pushing through the crowded ballroom, I followed the pull, ignoring the curious and confused stares of the pack members. This was no ordinary fragrance - it was the scent of my mate calling to me and demanding my attention. I burst into the courtyard, the outer edges of the party spilling into the open space. Scanning the groups of mingling wolves, I felt my wolf grow increasingly disturbed, his spikes rising a

It was Alpha, and boy did it smell amazing. Ash shook his head as he tried to concentrate on Ohm's scent, which was barely there, and before he could get it, he was tackled to the ground and was now laying on his back with another wolf pinning him down. The wolf was huge, and it smelled like the same alpha he had been smelling. The wolf's fur was black with a reddish tint, and his eyes were gold. He was gorgeous, and Ash had never seen a wolf like that before. When Ash looked up, he saw the Alpha growling at him and showing his canine teeth. Ash whimpered and closed his eyes. He knew this was a bad idea. He should not have run after Ohm, but of course, like the omega he was and the older bro

{ Olivia } This is the weirdest heat I've ever had. My body is producing heat pheromones and I am in a constant state of physical arousal, but... my wolf is going through the worst breakup of her life. So much so that she’s too busy whining and crying about losing her alpha that she’s not even annoying me with the need to be fücked and bred like I’m going to die if I don’t get it. This is definitely a first.

Aleister POV As if I was floating, I watched the coolest looking black wolf running. Every time the light caught it, grey and silver shinned brightly. He’s the fastest wolf I’ve ever seen. Graceful, poised, everything a wolf would want to be. That’s me. I am that magnificent wolf. But who is that up ahead? The most beautiful golden wolf. Quickly big wolf, catch her. I was awoken from my delightful dream by the cold and wet feeling of water. Shooting up I growled and looked around until I was met with the laughing faces of Liam and Leon.

The woman tugged at her husband's arm as her eyes clouded over, and she began to speak to him mentally. "Your son is an omega," Axil stated coldly as he began to explain, "let me educate all the humans that are with us today. Werewolves are born with ranks due to their bloodline. We have the Alphas, then the Betas, the deltas, then finally the omegas, the weakest among us. Of course, it is possible for an Omega or Delta to raise in rank, but it's rare since they'll have to kill either an Alpha or a beta. Although they are the weakest of the pack, don't get me wrong. We don't shun them. Our job as leaders is to protect them. That's why werewolves move in packs. Every werewolf in this square r