Big Bad Wolf Silly Symphony Novels & Stories

Nothing got past us; we were an unmovable force; I had to admit the thrill of it was crazy. Everything seemed to be going our way; we were sure to stop The Sun Valleys’ insane idea that all girls my age with the physical features I have had to die. It was ridiculous and pointless now anyway. The prophecy was already coming true through me. Wave two came and went; that was eight wolves down so far; we were doing great and thinking that if it carried on this way, we would be done and dusted with this foolishness in no time.

Watching the blonde one's every movement. "Silly wolf! Come dance with us!" I shouted at it. I must've shaken the one we were encircling because it blasted out and landed on top of Lil. Lil was laughing so hard that it was contagious. I found it difficult not to join her. She was petting the silk blonde strands that bounced at the side of the wolf as the other wolf approached her. This red-furred one was a cautious, boring one. I pouted my lips, wanting for a wolf to play with me too.

It was nonsense. Despite his doubts, Silas followed the path Bryan had instructed, his senses on high alert. Suddenly, a large black wolf lunged at him from behind. Silas growled and shifted immediately, wrenching the wolf's claws from his body and slamming it to the ground. The wolf was strong and managing to slash Silas's face and draw blood. It was feral, hungry. It knocked Silas down several times before he regained his footing, his back arched in readiness. With a snarl, Silas grabbed the wolf with incredible strength and ripped it in two.

"That's Dirty. He's the one that stuck his dick in my mouth. I bit him and ripped part of his dick off. My wolf slashed his chest when we tried to shift." "Your wolf is a bitch!" Dirty yelled. "So are you." I laughed. "My wolf has fantasies about you." "Really?" He sounded intrigued. "Yes. You wouldn't enjoy them." "Try me. I doubt a little girl and her wolf could have any fantasy that would shock me."

My wolf was broken. I'm struck by another sharp wave of pain. My body had gone numb stiff now but my heart was beating a few seconds of air of proper breathing before it shut out again. My snarl was weak. That was when I heard Silas's laughter, his loud, psychotic, menacing laughter my wolf whimpered.

Suddenly my vision goes hazy and the room starts to spin, I lose control of everything but manage to let three words pass my lips before I blackout, three words that I don't understand but speak anyway, as my world turns dark, they slip from my mouth before the blackness takes over. "My little wolf!"

Jax quickly snapped out of it, then dropped to the ground and rolled over, wiggling and trying to get away from his touch. Silas laughed, he thought it was funny that a wolf was actually ticklish on his belly. Every time Silas has tried to touch his belly, Jax can't take it. His stomach is too ticklish and he hears his little wolf laughing in his head as he squirms and tries to get away from him. He stops his attack, his laughter dying down as he grabs his wolf and pulls him close, wrapping his arms around his midsection and pulling him into a hug. "I love you Little Wolf, both of you!"

“A whole pack of wolves. They had brown fur, though. I thought they were bears at first. They ran toward me, but I wasn’t scared. I knew somehow that they were my friends. My family, almost.” “Did they speak to you?” Barrett shakes his head. “No, but they were howling. Not a regular howl, like you hear from normal wolves in the night. It was a song. They were singing some kind of melody.” “Can you remember it?” Barrett closes his eyes, then begins to hum. As soon as he gets the first few notes out, Clara joins in with him, singing in her crystal clear voice. They capture the melody together, in perfect sync, following the notes up and down without missing a beat.

She looked around again and all the wolves had stopped fighting, it was like they were all in shock as to what just happened. All of a sudden each of the wolves started losing their heads. As Symphony looked at each wolf their heads popped off. It was like she had pulled them off one by one. She wasn’t sure how she was doing it. Alexander looked about as stunned as she was when the wolf, he was holding lost his head. They exploded, as if something had filled their heads with to much pressure.

Inhaling a slow breath, Ian says soothingly, “Darby—.” “Don’t even try it,” Darby hisses, then storms out of the dining area, Tessa trotting along in her wake. “In case ya’ll missed it, dat was de Big Black Wolf gettin’ his ass handed to him by a dinky o’ faery,” Big Easy comments. “Ya in de doghouse, Ian. Best go fix it ‘fore it gets worse. Ain’ none o’ us backin’ out.” He glances around the room at the other alphas. “We’ll be expectin’ ya’ll’ll be mo’ forthcomin’. Ya see?”