Cheetah And Wolf Novels & Stories

smelling her, I became territorial I claimed lena once she was born I was to protect her forever nothing could come in between us. We didn't grow up very close. Mom always reminded me to keep my distance, which I did for the first few years. Were hard to claim someone as a she-wolf means you devote your life to her and always be there when she is happy, sad, hurt, or angry. Whenever it's a tug between you, it's hard to hide, but since Dad worked a lot, it gave Mom peace. You don't choose who you attach yourself to. It happens. It's called fate. I would mindlessly follow Lena anywhere it's deeper than the love I feel what she feels. While Kiara is rubbing my thick, fiery fur, I circle her, g

' I snarl loudly even though he can't hear me, but I don't care as all sense and reasoning has been dissolved. 'Erin no!' I hear Leroy's pain fill words choke in my head, but it's too late, nothing can stop me now, I will not stand by or run when my mate needs me. Subconsciously using my years of training, I pounce up onto Corbyn's back and sink my teeth into his shoulder, attempting to pull him off of Leroy. Corbyn howls out in pain, and let's go of Leroy for a split second to reach around and clamp his jaw on my front leg, throwing me from his back. I land hard onto the ground with a whimper, but it takes more than that to keep me down, as I jump back up onto my paws, heading for the snarl

But it was a cheetah, the animal with the highest speed. My forehead sweats; I look at it and step back. But as soon as I moved, the leopard bared its teeth and growled at me, and all my actions froze. I feel ashamed; there is undoubtedly not a werewolf as weak as me; if it were someone else, at least they would fight for a while, or with werewolves as muscular as Elias, this aggressive leopard will, in turn, become his bait.

Two wolves measure each other. And neither is willing to yield.

The lifeless body crumpled to the ground, blood staining the earth beneath it. The other wolf began to run away upon seeing his partner's merciless death. But Lyon chased and blocked him before he could run away. With a warning glare, both lunged at each other, colliding, and the battle raged on. Two wolves are locked in a desperate struggle for survival. Their growls and snarls echoed through the night, a symphony of primal rage and dominance. With every strike, Lyon displayed the skills of a true warrior with unwavering determination.

Both of us helped each other…in both forms. ‘I’ll go on your mark,’ Bane told me and continued creeping, while I was watching the gazelle intensely. Every micro-expression didn’t get lost on me, and as soon as its eyelids even twitched, I gave the command. ‘Go!’ Bane leaped after the gazelle, and the poor animal stood no chance. It took a lot of strides, but virtually no animal on earth could outsmart the werewolf. Maybe the cheetah, because it was incredulously fast, but no one else.

As she looked across the clearing it was filled with wolves, black, brown, grey, sable, and one lone white wolf. He was immense and stood on the precipice, watching those below. A black wolf that was just as big approached and stood by his side. They exchanged glances and looked in her direction. She had to side step to avoid being bowled over by the gigantic black panther that barreled past her on her way to the top of the bluff. She rubbed her body along the side of the white wolf. She purred as he licked her head.

Just then Nicole decided that she was going to gather her own group of werewolves just like the packs that were talked about in the historical books she read, according to the stories she read only a strong werewolf could actually pull the stunt of gathering a pack of wolves of which they were the alpha. Nicole was not one to get discouraged by that, because for her she imagined that the greatest kind of strength anyone needed was the knowledge about something.

My wolf can't control his emotions again after remembering his mate. "If you already found her then why are looking so furious?" "Someone talk to her and they even go home together." I growled out. They both stared at each other and suddenly laughed . I glared at them. "Ohh, so your wolf is jealous." Kurt said trying hard to stop himself from laughing. I just growled at him. "So now that you found her .. What's the plan?" "I won't go over her." "But why? She's the one." I drank another one before answering.

I wasn’t impressed by this and wanted to know who it was. In our world, the highest-ranking wolves are Alpha’s with their large black wolves, Betas come next with a smaller gray wolf, then the Gammas with their white wolves. At the bottom are the Omegas, but it's only because they have small wolves with any color pelt. The Omegas outnumbered Alphas, Betas and Gammas massively. “Let’s go in and get homework done while I make everyone dinner. Can you three gentlemen hunt down the table leaf and extra chairs when you’re done?” Cat asked.