Boris The Wolf Novels & Stories

During breakfast, Lyosha told his wonderful story: - You see, in the next pack there is just a lovely she-wolf. I've already been with her a couple of times, and then she calls - they say she missed me, I want to see you. Well, what am I? I am for it. So we met at the border of the flocks. As it turned out, not only I laid eyes on her, but also another subject. In general, I grappled with this bastard and his friends. Well, three for one is somehow not fair, don't you think? Of course, I will be stronger, blood, as they say, is not water. I made them. And this fool, seeing how I tear her mmm ... boyfriend - rushed at me. By the way, it was she who shredded my face. He threw it away, well, an

Suddenly, one of the wolves—the biggest one, with jet black fur and yellow eyes—lunged for Lucas, jaws snapping. “No!” I cried out, rushing forward. I pulled my bear spray out, but tripped over a tree root in the process and went careening onto my hands and knees. The can went rolling across the forest floor. The wolves froze, staring down at the can. Time seemed to slow as those yellow eyes looked at the can, then at me, then at each other. And… If I didn’t know better, I would have said that one of the wolves intentionally kicked the can into the brush.

She doesn’t seem like the kind of wolf that gives up without a fight. “I have big news,” Marian said, bringing me out of my daydream. “Boris Conway, the country’s most powerful and richest werewolf, took interest in Arina’s photography of Onyxfang.” My mouth dropped open. I’ve heard about Boris. Jonathan had told me that they met briefly at one time during a business trip to Silverside. Boris is the Alpha of Silverside, a werewolf city I’ve only dreamt of going to. I’ve only seen Silverside through images; it’s populated by thousands of werewolves. The buildings are skyscrapers and Jonathan told me they have the best museums in the country.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

Boris doubled over in pain as the rejection of his pack seared through him like a burning brand, his body convulsing under the weight of his lost connection. He let out a strangled snarl, but before he could recover, Andre and the rest of the wolves lunged at him. Their growls echoed through the courtyard as they slammed him onto the hard ground, pinning him beneath their collective strength. "You're finished," Andre growled, his breath hot with rage. The others pressed down harder, ensuring Boris had no room to fight back.

To my pleasure, they did. When I attacked Boris with them, it gave me some satisfaction to see that he was not above screaming as I stuck them into him. The wolf's bane marvellously stopped his wolf from healing him, so he bled out slowly. And oh, did he scream and scream. Loudly too. It was exquisite.

My heartbeat was still too fast and I felt dizzy. "Celia, tell me what the man looked like." Carson said as a wolf came out of the trees and bumped into Carson's hip. Carson let go of one arm and slide a backpack off his shoulder. The wolf grabbed it in his teeth and darted behind a tree. I tried to think clearly. I wasn't sure what to say.

Roxy gave Lucas a kiss on the cheek before taking off. Lucas turned to face the council member. "Can you feel it happening?" He asked. "What?" "Your heart." He touched Lucas' chest. "All wolves' power comes from their hearts. It is how we are tied together. As a new Alpha they are bonding to you. Enjoy it, the memory of this feeling will stay with you forever." Lucas' heart was beating so fast he couldn't feel a thing. Since it was supposed to feel pleasant he closed his eyes and gave a nod. Then out of the blue a feeling of euphoria hit him.

In a shaky voice, Boris said, “Please forgive me, Katniss. I would tell you everything you want to know-“ “No need. I got all the details I need already. It turns out you were not as important to the vampire king as you think, Boris. You didn’t even get to meet him yet.” “His assistant said I could finally meet him soon. I could help you retrieve the wolves, Katniss-“ I laughed. “Help me? Bullshit! And you think you could fool me again after what you did to my brother and to your own clan?” I didn’t allow him to answer. I ripped his throat out before tossing his body aside. I accepted the towel Wyatt had given me and used it to wipe the blood off my hands and then I threw the towel on Boris’

Dorian ran to the stairs,his body anxious with fear,he ran down with a fast pace which wasn't fast enough so instantly,he shifted to his wolf, thankfully they were no people around,not like that thought crossed his mind. . . [Something's wrong with Luna] Was the mind link Boris had passed across when he heard their Luna's cry for help as he dashed into the office but immediately after,he thumped to his knees,his hand grasping his head in pain. Their Alpha was angry. Right after he recovers from the pain,the door of the office was thrown open and a black wolf dashed in.