Can Wolves Purr Novels & Stories

“She is waking up.” A sound rises in the room, a low hum that vibrates in the floorboards, and every one of the group shifts into their wolf forms in a smooth, quick and peaceful transition. The wolves begin to glow faintly. A shimmer of silver and gold slides across their fur in ripples, like waves moving outward from their chest. “Paige,” I choke, voice breaking. “You’re doing something to them.” Her voice is barely a whisper. “No. I’m answering them.”

I said, stroking the bridge of his nose with admiration. He was much more than just a big dog; he was majestic in every possible way. The wolf closed his eyes, letting out a sound I can only describe as a deep, guttural purr that made my fingers tingle and sent a shiver down my arm. He climbed partially onto the bed with surprising agility for his size, settling his immense body beside me without crushing me, becoming a wall of warmth and protection.

Soft purring noises came from the side, and when I looked, I saw wolves. I jumped aside at first, clutching the rabbit tightly to my chest, the blood rubbing on my robe. A black wolf stepped out from the pack, looking at me for some time before lowering its head, raising it, and then tilting sideways. My grip on the rabbit loosened, and I lowered it, stepping closer to the wolves. "Hey, I know you, the small bad pups," I called excitedly, snapping my fingers, and the wolves purred again in response.

Could it be? The wolf’s breath was hot against my skin, its fur brushing my cheek as it nuzzled closer, almost like it was trying to comfort me. A soft, rumbling sound vibrated from its chest, it was not a growl this time, but something closer to a contented purr. I stayed perfectly still, breathing shallowly, as the wolf continued its gentle exploration. It nudged my shoulder, then my arm, then back to my chest, as if checking me over for injuries.

I didn’t understand what was going on. “She was just trying to get the gown on. He must have sensed her pain again and talked to her.” Alex explained to Luka through the door. “How did you know?” I asked. I didn’t tell her. “I am good at reading body language. I could tell one of the wolves was talking to you. You had a typical annoyed teen look on your face.” Alex giggled. One of the wolves? Did she know about the white one from my dreams? Were there other ones I didn't know about?

A purring sounded behind me, and as my body began to relax at the noise and ease the pain in my head, I fought against the sound, not wanting to be subdued by him. Acting on instincts, I shifted into my wolf form and rounded on Conri, snarling as anger boiled inside me. The anger fought against the peace and serenity that the purring brought me. Conri stared at me. “You would rather be in agony than have me help you sleep and ease your discomfort?”

"Why this wolf's favorite hobby is crying?" .......

He opens his mouth to speak, but instead of another reassurance-slash-command, a deep rumble comes from the back of his throat. My wolf cocks her head. My tears stop from sheer astonishment. Cadoc Collins is purring. It’s the wrong word—the sound is deeper and more resonant than a purr, and unmistakably the sound of an apex predator—but there’s no other way to put it. He’s purring. His brow furrows and he scrubs his chest, just as surprised as I am.

I knew that wolves weren’t shy about nudity but there was no WAY I was letting anyone, even my mates see me naked anytime soon. I darted into the side of Ryan’s fur and hid. My heart raced and I immediately began sweating, his wolf began to vibrate. He was purring. Was he trying to calm me? I grinned and ran my fingers through his coat. He made a noise and then suddenly he flipped onto his back.

Our men have soft spots for pregnant she wolves. "It is fine , they say softly, it happens sometimes," she sniffles. They look my way worry on their faces as she cries. Males can't stand not being able to stop a she wolf from crying. Their upset bothers us, so we purr at times to offer comfort. "It is a mess and gross," she says in a whisper.