Falling In Reverse Raised By Wolves Novels & Stories

Gently picking up the flowers, I began to hang them, trying hard not to look down since I was afraid I would fall if I did. After what seemed like a successful job and as I was about to climb down the ladder slowly, something—or maybe someone, I couldn't tell at that moment hit my ladder. Before I knew what was happening, I suddenly started falling back, straight to the ground, and I let out a scream. Everything seemed to go in slow motion as I closed my eyes, bracing myself for the impact. I was prepared to hit the ground and possibly die or sustain a lot of injuries, even though such a fall wasn't supposed to kill a wolf like me. But was I really a wolf? The only time I felt my wolf a litt

Reacting instinctively, the beta wolf took a few steps backward, its hind legs slipping on the uneven terrain. In that frantic moment, it lost its footing, tumbling off the rocky ledge. As it descended, It shut it's eyes while tears seeped out from them, only to be swept away by the strong wind. "I'm sorry," it whispered to itself as it continued to fall, its mind fixated on its mate waiting and the promise it had sworn to her, promising to return back safely in her embrace. At the cliff's summit, the Alpha wolf gazed down, its piercing eyes following the beta's descent until the smaller wolf vanished into the inky blackness below. With an air of finality, the Alpha slowly turned around.

So grabbing onto the furs to prevent herself from falling, she closed her eyes, waiting for when the moment was over. Oh, but how wrong she was because when she eventually opened her eyes, she saw that they were now running on trees. How could that be possible? They were jumping from one tree to another and like that wasn’t enough, the wolf suddenly threw her up and she rose above the trees that she could see the moon so clearly and the very big shape. And then, she was falling and it all dawned on her that maybe, she had trusted that wolf so much because now, she could clearly see that she was going to fall to her death.

Amoux let out a loud howl and growled at Ruelle and Lowell, Leonard’s wolf. He stood in front of her in a protective stance, and I didn’t waste time. Amoux charged at him, but he dodged. My wolf was faster, biting his leg and making him howl in pain as he tried to bite him back on the neck. Ruelle was standing there in shock, whining and howling for help. With another loud growl, Amoux charged again, letting himself be led by how I was feeling and both wolves kept fighting. In the middle of the scuff, we both felt two big wolves charge against us, but instead of wanting to fight, they stopped us. They were both growling at us our wolves whined in submission, knowing they were the Alpha and t

His wolf claws reach out for me and Colby was quick to push me away from his reach. I stagger back and fall back to the shattered window and like those slow motions acts, I watch things escalate. As I fall I see Shawn and Colby killing Ambrose's men in their wolf forms viciously. I avert my gaze to the beautiful sky above and wonder when will I be in peace. As I am falling I call out to God. 'I am falling' 'your humble servant needs you' 'Please save me 'Save me from this world' 'take me ' 'I am falling'

I raise a hand to my scalp, and it's covered with warm blood, dripping down my head. I scan the trees, and that's when I see them. Two ragged wolves with filthy furs move closer, their eyes fixed on me. Scrunching up my nose at their rotten scent, my eyes watered at the stench. Looking for a way out, I scan my surroundings and wait for their next move. My right ankle throbs painfully, likely twisted during the fall. The wolves stalk closer, their teeth bared as saliva drips from their sharp jaws. I slowly scramble backward, careful not to make any sudden movement that might trigger them.

They started climbing the side of the Compound, headed toward us, roaches crawling after fresh meat. Rage filled my chest, boiling up inside me, feeling as if it were about to explode. I raised my arms and yelled, pushing the air as hard as I could. The impact knocked shifters off the wall and sent a shockwave throughout the courtyard, giving our wolves the advantage. "Bailey, we have to get to the Clinic!" I yelled. But when I turned around, a beautiful reddish-brown wolf stood in her place. She took a step forward, growling a warning, baring her teeth. Her clothes lay in a pile on the sofa.

There was something so savage about the whole kiss, something that made her think of wild, dangerous creatures. Jamie closed her eyes, letting herself fall into the hunger of the kiss. Immediately an image slashed into her brain, a drawing from the ancient book she'd been reading. The sketch was of a wolf, magnificent in its thick black pelt. But the face of the wolf made her think of Miko Volta's face and the stunning impact jolted her out of the kiss. "My god!" Jamie pulled her mouth away but Mike still held her head in his grasp. "What?" His voice sounded almost like a growl.

On Gary's command the Betas shifted to gigantic brown wolves who launched themselves at the smaller Omegas. Carr gave the command and the almost one hundred wolves ran down into the clearing, snarling and leaping at the much bigger Dire Wolves. They tried to hurtle themselves towards the larger wolves and bite at anything they could get at. There was just no way to take them on one or two at a time. Torrance reached Ryan and picked him up off the ground. "Take your friends up to the hillside. Don't come back down here." Ryan nodded and started gathering his friends to run for cover.

Everyone is frozen, in place, as they watch what looks to be a child falling, arms spread wide, eerily not making a sound, as the small body hits the water like a plane crashing into the side of a mountain. The alpha, beta, and gamma, of the pack, spring into action, swimming towards the area the person hit and went under. The alpha is screaming that his wolf is going crazy, repeating, “Find her. Find her...find her!" The three of them go under and come back up empty handed so many times but refuse to give up.