Female Predator Novels & Stories

"She's a mortal, Your Highness. Of this world. Even mortals from our world could not feel the bond unless the shifter is in danger." "Do you think I don't know that?" Primo snapped, and he ducked his head again. Frustrated, he fisted my hand and punched it against his chest repeatedly. "Look at me. I have never been this vulnerable, Gresser. I've never been this sick," he said firmly, gritting his teeth. Never in his wildest teeth did he imagine those words ever to be connected with him. Then he pointed a hand at the bright moon overhead. "That is not our Moon Goddess! I don't know what kind of moon that is, but it keeps tugging on my power like some gravity. I could feel my soul and wolf ri

Miranda added angrily. "Really?" The woman scoffed. "But that wasn't what we saw earlier." "Then please do tell us what you saw." Malfoy demanded. He also wanted to know what transpired. "Well, Princess Miranda thought that she could beat Melody because she had no wolf, but she didn't know that Melody had her young pups to protect her." The woman stared admiringly at Melody and the pups. "Even I can't get the scene from earlier out of my head."

I said to Tyra admonishingly. "Rather pretty, isn't she?" I could hear soft growling from Tyra, and I realised that I shouldn't have said that. Werewolves, like ordinary wolves, are incredibly possessive and territorial, and I just commented positively about another female in front of my mate. Ooops. I would make it up to Tyra later. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, mate bond or not, and I could see the family resemblance between her and Aláine.

He took the loner type and ended up stalking his mother, who was also human, and grabbed her and rushed her away to his cabin. "That sounds terrifying," I bit into another bite of my pastry wide-eyed. "Yeah, so terrifyingly romantic," she swooned. "I hope my mate does something a little different, though. I'm up for the preditor to prey chase," she wiggled her eyebrows. This woman is telling me about her darkest fantasies and I've known her for a few minutes. I shrugged my shoulders, it could be worse. This was oddly entertaining. "Yeah, when a werewolf finds a mate, its almost primal, uncontrollable. I want him to lose it and then I'll lead him on this dramatic chase through the forest unti

We only had warriors train before the attack after the attack that changed. We had to asked for help from one of the largest pack in the U.S. we were falling apart and Sammy was not in a good place after his dad died. We made many changes the Alpha from Pine Mountain is extremely smart and knowledgeable. The Beta and about a dozen warriors were sent to train us and help rebuild. We found out that the Alpha is actually the first female Alpha and she even has the Goddesses chosen mark. She made suggestions on moving some things to make the pack more protected. We also completely changed the patrols as they were not strong and had many week points.

Just as the animal was about to strike, a blur of motion from behind me, caught my eye. Martha, one of the women who had been behind me, had transformed into a magnificent wolf and, with a surge of strength and bravery. She pushed me aside, interposing herself between the girl and the predator. With the sudden movement, the creature pounced. There was a fierce struggle, a symphony of snarls and yelps. Martha was very strong. She met every advance of the animal with hers. Other women began shape shifting into their wolves. Realizing it was outnumbered, the predator was driven away, fleeing back into the depths of the forest.

Perhaps a feline of some sort, she may even be a wolf, I tell him. Not many wolves would dare do such a thing, however felines are often very sly creatures with no fear, or respect for that matter, he says, disgust evident in his voice. Madox believes wolves are the superior species, and I can’t help but agree with him. I pull out a book from my shelf and sit down at my desk. It was fairly old, with leather bindings and worn out edges. I open it up and flip through the worn-out pages. It was a book on all the creatures discovered. I read through each type of shifter, their strengths and weaknesses, in the hope that whatever this female is, I will be able to easily break her.

Bella took a sip of the deep crimson wine and her shoulders relaxed, her eyes scanned the dance-floor and lit up when they landed on a female, there was a new craze with Preter females, particularly Wolves, Panthers and the Mutated, they would hold a semi shifted state, not quite as far as an Ursal form, but just enough to have their animalistic ears, tail and teeth, in anime it was referred to as neko, but that actually only referred to feline species, this female was not feline, she was canine, a mutated canine, this gorgeous woman was a vixen, her tail was fire orange with a white tip, her ears were pointed straight up and in a dominant position, but most importantly, she was shooing away

My claws extended from my fingertips, and I felt that familiar rush of predatory excitement flooding my veins. She called you weak, the voice in my head whispered. She attacked you with silver. She tried to prove you weren't worthy. I took a step toward the bed, then another. Valeria stirred but didn't wake, completely unaware of the danger standing over her. Just one bite, the voice urged. She'll barely feel it. And you'll finally have the strength to protect yourself. I raised my clawed hand toward her throat, my mouth watering at the thought of warm blood flowing over my tongue. This was it. This was the moment I would cross the line from victim to predator. And God help me, I wanted it..