Chiara Bautista Wolf And Bunny Novels & Stories

Just… disappointment. A quiet, aching kind of disappointment that lingered like smoke. --- When Chiara stepped into her villa, the first thing that caught her eye was the majestic creature lounging by the marble staircase—Snowball. The wolf’s silver-white fur shimmered faintly under the soft lighting, its intelligent amber eyes following her every move. Chiara’s lips curved into a delighted smile. “Wow… this is Alexander’s pet? It’s gorgeous.” Snowball tilted its head slightly, regal and alert, the faint rise and fall of its chest betraying a wild grace that domestic pets could never possess.

With that ugly face of someone who ate a lemon, he certainly won't be very successful in the town of the most boring and unbearably happy people in the world. - He matches you for that, the only two people in town who hate living! - she said, laughing at me. - Very funny Anna! - I threw a french fry at her - Oh my God... - she said, staring at me - What's wrong Anna? You're scaring me! - Look at me and don't look away! - she said with wide eyes I knew why, and hearing the voice made me sure of it - He's coming in, isn't he?

I said to Layla as the two of us turned to walk back towards the packhouse. When we got to the tree line, Layla sat the stuffed bunny on the ground before she shifted. Once she had shifted, she picked the bunny up gently in her mouth and a chuckle slipped from my lips at the sight of her in her wolf form with her stuffed bunny hanging out of her mouth. It had to be the cutest thing I ever saw. Layla turned to me, in her wolf form, and looked at me, and I knew she wanted to know why I was laughing. “You look adorable with your stuffed bunny.” I said to her and her wolf gave out a huff before she turned and took off into the forest.

I caught her scent about further 100m away, behind a fountain. Her wolf emerged from the water. White, her wolf was white.Gorgeous.My wolf was Liam, her's was Ophelia, our wolves met, and seemed to like each other well. White is a very rare color, very few have them. Especially a female wolf being white. It was amazing since the white fur was given to the most powerful wolfs only, this is the first time I saw a she-wolf with white fur

Ruby hissed, earning a low growl in return from Alpine, who’d bared her jaw to her neck, leaning intimidatingly close. Ruby pushed off the wolf’s chest and jumped back. “Don’t touch me!” She screamed before shifting into her own wolf. Ruby’s was a brown wolf with a burnt-orange patch over one eye. She snarled at Alpine. The wolf was almost the same size as the future Luna’s, which was still twice the size of a regular she-wolf. The pair started to circle each other, their focus on each other. Rowan stepped back, sighing. “Begin!”

“Gigi, don’t pay attention to them. Just mindlink me and drown out their stupid laughter. They’re clearly both just dumb pawns that are trying to make themselves feel more important than they are by torturing us.” “They’re not wrong though,” Gigi replied. “My wolf is messed up. It’s my own fault. I killed my wolf by accident when I was a kid. And I finally brought it back to life… and I guess this is what a zombie wolf looks like.” “But, Gigi, that’s amazing! That you were able to bring your wolf back to life! It’s a miracle. Your wolf has battle scars. Why would you be embarrassed of a wolf that has literally been to the other realm and back?”

I should head back to the pack and wait for my new master. As I turned to head back to where I came from, I came face to face with a giant wolf with burning yellow eyes. It bared its fangs at me and let out a menacing growl. I screamed out of fear and Joy, my wolf, whimpered in fear. I took a few steps back and stepped on a thorny twig; it pierced right into my foot, and I cried out in pain. Now, I cannot run. The wolf was bigger than me and bigger than Joy. I could not shift because my wolf was weak from all the wolfsbane, Madam Theresa, and her daughter Erika injected in me each time I made a mistake. I hardly shift these days and could barely feel my wolf.

Strongly worried? - So-so, - I slightly scratched the skin on the border with the wound. It looked and, indeed, so-so. If I lose my arm, no sense of self-preservation will hold me back! - Sometimes numb, but mostly terribly whining. “Last time, everything healed on you quickly,” my chest ached unpleasantly from unsolicited childhood memories of life with wolf cubs, “Now you need another remedy, but you won’t like my recipe,” I already had a premonition of what she was driving at, but hope flickered in my imploring gaze, - Wolf saliva is an excellent regenerating agent.

"Get your lazy ass up and make breakfast bitch" I hear my sister Cassandra yell up the stairs and I groan but get up I'd rather avoid another beating. I'm Lisa Daughter of Beta Collins but the pack thinks I'm wolfless so I'm treated more like a servant than Beta's daughter. I'm not wolfless though, truth is I got my wolf when I was 6 years old. Only my best friend Estella daughter of Alpha Isaac knows the truth I made her promise to keep it a secret because I'm a white wolf the only white wolf to be born in 200 years.

"They wanted him, and they took him. Now, I'm going to get him back. Can I trust that my pack will still be here when we return?" "You're going to need backup." A new female voice called out as she strutted forward with a small collection of wolves behind her, each one emanating strength and power. "I'm glad he found you, Lana. My name is Scarlett, Luna of the Shadow Pack. Your mate has been harassing me for the past week to get my ass over here, and now he isn't even here to greet me. It's rude." The smile on her face told me she was joking, but I was too frustrated to force one back.