Despicable Me Wolf Novels & Stories

My wolf won’t have this! ^~^

It kept looking at me with blue green eyes that were a contrast of mine. I noticed it had silver like white fur which was very rare. It had a lightning streak at the side of its body. Walking around and around me like a predator hunting and stalking its prey. I took on a defensive stance,ready for when it pounced. But the wolf looked at me for a few more seconds and opened its mouth to speak. The voice I heard speaking shocked me so much that I didn't hear what she said the first time. “It's time to wake up, Your Highness,” the wolf said to me.

So clear, but to my surprise the door opened and Anzania walked in with Alex. "what?" I said feeling so confused. Where was the part with my hand changing to a wolf form? I mean I did that didn't I? "is everything okay?" "can I?" I asked pointing at the laptop and they nodded their heads. I took the clip a little bit back to see what happened. The same thing. But this time around I saw a little glitch. The video was cut... And you wouldn't see that with a naked eye. So someone cut the video and removed the part where I was showing what I was... Who did that and when?

It was a perfect combination. "My pleasure," I purred with contempt as I eyed my prey. The prisoner's head hung low, his malnourished body unable to withstand the poison that even the smell of his urine couldn't hide. Wolf's bane and liquid silver in low doses did wonders to subdue a wolf. Their beast would be put to sleep, and they would lose any connection they had to their pack... if they had one.

His eyes were blood red already and his voice shook the foundations of the palace. Jaime fell back, intimidated by the size of Jimin’s wolf, Fur. Fur was huge, about seven feet tall and it was grey in color. Fur was easily one of the most feared wolves in the pack because of it’s tremendous strength. The last time Jimin had transformed to his wolf form, he had singlehandedly taken down six full grown lycans. He came back wounded of course but he succeeded in killing all the lycans and keeping the pack and the pack’s secret existence, safe. Seeing Jimin transform into his werewolf form, Jaime was scared to death.

' "I thought he was made of silver-dust and old parchment! I thought he reproduced by binary fission!" "He’s not!" Maya whispered-yelled, her eyes glazed with memory. "He’s a wolf, Emma. A very, very repressed, very intense wolf. And apparently, my medical knowledge of 'pressure points' was... well, let's just say we shared a lot of data." "What?" I said, the word coming out as a squeak this time.

Caius said. "No," Destan said pleasantly. "She is a Memory Wolf. The rarest kind. And she is standing in my warehouse and her brother is standing against that wall, and I think we all understand the situation quite clearly." I kept my eyes on him. All of him. The way his weight sat on his feet, slightly forward, left heel just barely lifted the way it went when he was ready to move. The position of his hands. Where his eyes tracked when he was not looking at me or Caius.

Twenty minutes later, my suitcase waited by the door. That's when the front door slammed open. Kaelan carried Seraphina inside like she weighed nothing. She hung limp in his arms, skin gray as ash, lips bloodless—silver sickness, the worst thing a wolf can face. "Beckett!" His voice thundered through the house. "Universal antidote. Now." Beckett appeared at a run, took one look at her, and went pale. "It's gone, Alpha. We're out. We need Pureblood blood to synthesize more."

He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding. “I couldn't help but laugh, I guess either I'm hearing things or I'm not the only crazy one in the room.” Zayn stepped closer, his movements deliberate and careful, as if I might bolt at any moment. “You’re a wolf,” he said, his voice steady. “You always have been. You just didn’t know it yet.” I burst out in laughter once again, sharp and bitter, verging on hysteria. “You’re insane. This is insane.”