Chiara Bautista Wolf Story Novels & Stories

The moment Everly got into the car the next morning, Jack handed her the best picture of the three wolves that had been taken from the film that was found in her mother’s camera. He waited for her to look at it and gave her a moment to process. Her eyes roamed over the three wolves in the distance before she asked, “Which one is Granite?” “The largest one in the middle,” Jack told her. “My dad’s sure that’s him. See that sort of strange gray bib-like marking on his chest? Dad said that that’s pretty unique, and he’s certain that it’s Granite.”

“Ms. Reinaldi, maybe that’s not a good idea. Your mother might panic if she sees you standing next to a wolf. She might think it’s dangerous.” Chiara paused mid-pose, chuckling softly. “You’re right. Mom’s always been dramatic. I got scratched by a cat once, and she nearly fainted. If she found out I was keeping a wolf, she’d probably book the first flight from Vistalia to New York.” She waved her hand dismissively. “Forget it. I’ll just send it to Renzo instead. He won’t freak out.” Striking a playful peace sign beside Snowball, Chiara smiled for the photo. After a few clicks, she glanced at the image and sent it off to her brother, her mood instantly lightened.

He swallowed hard, trying desperately to follow the voice. In the central clearing, in a large sunbeam, sat a large white wolf with pale grey agouti markings. She sat resting, her head on her front legs, her eyes closed. Archer stayed at the treeline, his eyes wide. The wolf opened one eye, and in his mind, he could feel they were smiling at him. “You ran all that way?” she asked in a soft, feminine voice. Archer nodded, suddenly aware that he was breathless. “Come here,” the wolf said. He walked over, tentatively.

If Naomi could choose one way to describe Molly right now she'd go with 'in her element'. The woman was literally overjoyed finally getting to smugly tell her clever story of how she'd engineered this. "You were all so easy to manipulate. Now i will have the blood of the last of the white wolves and I will gift it to my daughter and we will be unstoppable." she crowed gleefully. Naomi didn't know what she was referring to.

"Can you tell me more about destined and omega and alpha? How do we know if we’re alpha, omega or beta?" "This occurs well in childhood, in our first contact with our wolf." - Kyria replied. "My wolf was taken. My father removed him from me." - She said, looking away in shame. Obviously, Kirya and Thomas were in shock. Who would have thought that anyone would be so monstrous as to remove the wolf from a child? "Director Dawood is helping me with this." - she said, but was interrupted by a scream. "She came back. Nancy Rivera came back." - Someone started screaming all over the school.

“Would you please help me with the kids, guys? I’m gonna take her to the apartment now. If she sobers up, we’ll come back later. If not, I’ll let her sleep.” Siel instantly protested, “No, just give me coffee… please… I don’t want to miss the storytelling time!” “I agree, V. Myron and R will start telling stories soon and Siel might miss it,” Di piped up as she continued drinking wolf wine. “Wait… Myron your Personal Assistant and R are here? So, they’re wolves too? Are they mates?!” mumbled Siel, already half-asleep. “Yes, they are, Elena,” chuckled V, handing her a cup of very strong potent coffee, with her preferred amount of sugar and cream. “Now drink up…”

Some pack mates lay injured on the frost covered earth. My wolf stirred restlessly under my skin. I clenched my fists,torn between fear and an unfamiliar fiery determination. I couldn't stand back and watch my pack fall apart. No matter how much they despised me. I moved forward but immediately froze in place. From the shadows of the forest,the black wolf appeared ,his massive form radiating power and menace. His crimson eyes locked onto mine,pinning me in place. “Lea,”he growled, his voice echoing in my mind. “I’ve waited long enough”.

Barrett as my Beta and Jade as my friend. “Please, be seated,” I started, all eyes were on me. “As you know, today a wolf entered our territory without the proper permissions. This wolf is a small female who has a brand on her leg just below her knee on the back of her calf. This wolf begged for my protection and informed me someone was after her because they were trying to kill her. She did not smell like a pack wolf which leads me to believe she may be a rogue.”

Baku asked the slim curvy human with a voluptuous breast that stood beside him as he tried to reach for her hands. “Nothing” she answered, as she slapped the Alpha king’s hand. “Why will you even bring this kind of topic up?” she asked with a surge of fury in her voice. “You are my other half, and Is it a crime if I tell you about the weight in which my heart has been carrying for weeks?” Baku asked “It could be anything, but thinking about waging a war on us because of a conversation you had with your fellow werewolves? I am even disappointed you entertained this thought in your mind” she had become furious already.

They didn't stop riding hard, they kept fleeing while shooting arrows in every direction- hoping to hit the strange beast with their arrows. The wolf leaped out again, this time it attacked the 3 guards closest to Cord. It disemboweled one with its sharp claws, then it sent the second one flying with a headbutt, the guard slammed against a tree and dropped dead immediately. Before it could pounce on the third, Cord screamed in fear. The sound of her screaming knocked the wolf back into the woods. Her scream was so powerful the wolf crashed into trees- breaking them and knocking them over for about a hundred meters. "Is it dead?", one of the guards asked with his voice shaky.