Boris The Wolf Novels & Stories

“Viktor’s rogues are hunting you now, that wasn’t a random mugging, that was a test, and your life is already in danger.” “Then I’ll take my chances—” The window explodes inward with a crash of breaking glass and I scream as three massive shapes come hurtling through, one of them lands right between me and Rhys and I can see now that it’s not a person, it’s a wolf the size of a small car with gray fur and yellow eyes and teeth that are way too long.

The eight wolves were not wolves at all. Their forms shifted. Melted. Revealed something underneath. Eight figures made of shadow and hunger. Eight fragments of the second Void wearing stolen flesh. “No,” Aurora breathed. “That is impossible. They were human. I checked. I verified their bloodlines.”

"And then the debt collectors will come for both of us and seize pack lands, and every wolf in Crescent Moon Pack will lose their homes because you were too selfish to accept your fate. Can you live with that?" The trap closes around me so perfectly I almost admire the cruelty. He knows I cannot let the pack suffer for his mistakes, recognizes I have spent three years protecting these wolves from his incompetence, and admits I will choose their safety over my freedom. "You are a monster," I say. "I'm a realist." He responds by straightening his jacket like we just finished a pleasant conversation. "You were never going to give me an heir anyway, too defective for that. At least this way you

Her pendant—two wolfsbane branches circling opposed helms—snapped and skittered across the gravel, spinning to a stop in a coppery smear. They dragged. She changed. The growl rose first—wet, subterranean—before the body followed. Bones unzipped and reset; sinew braided and surged; fur erupted through skin. In a breath, where Sara had been, a towering brown werewolf stood, eyes molten gold. Her left arm tore free. The blond didn’t even scream as her claws opened him face to gut, a red curtain dropping in one stroke. “The—fuck—RUN!” the big one choked. Three bolted, boots collapsing into slapstick panic. She didn’t chase.

It was still a bit dark and I walked around the pack house, taking in a proper view for the first time, it was huge and just perfect for the size of our pack. I had to take a look around the surrounding trees and search for a suitable undergrowth where I would hide my clothes. I had barely walked a good distance from the pack house when out of nowhere, a wolf came running towards me at full speed. It seemed ferocious and unforgiving. I screamed my lungs out in fear just as it pounced on me………

Larisa howled in pain but was quick to ignore the pain and attack the other wolf. She leapt up into the air, pouncing on the wolf and digging her paws into his stomach. Oblivious of the fact that three more wolves had shifted behind her, Larisa buried her paws deeper into the stomach of the wolf she had in her grip. Just before she could eliminate him, Larisa was pulled away by one of the three wolves. She rolled into the floor and before she could get up on her feet, she had been pounced on by two wolves.

The sound echoed loudly, silencing the entire area, as the terrified onlookers experienced firsthand the terror of being in the presence of an alpha. The hunters gulped, preparing their weapons as the massive wolf charged toward them. "Enough!" Slav barked. "Damn it! Open fire! Bring it down! It's an Alpha! Take it down!" Werewolves differed from regular wolves not just in size and strength but also in the terrifying aura they exuded, capable of paralyzing one's soul and rendering them immobile, almost as if trapped in a trance.

to respond. “ I’m okay. I just haven’t had sex since we broke up, so it’s been a while. also, do you have bites in your mouth? And did you always know you were a wolf when we were together? And was your brother ever really sick? “ Arron grabs a glass of water and hands me one “ yeah my mouth is a little sore we did get rough and yes I’ve always known Im a wolf I shifted at 6 years old well that is the first time I remember but my mom says all of her sons were shifting since new borns it’s said that makes naturally shift early we are of superior sex and to answer your question no my brother wasn’t sick not exactly he was experiencing his first transformation and he had been in pain longer th