Ginger Wolf Cut Novels & Stories

They needed to confirm that his hair was gold' 'What is so particular about his human hair turning gold?' Lucia asked ' It would mean that he had reached his full potential' Grandma Gina answered 'So one day, he saw the golden wolf placing his wig over a well packed golden hair and reported to his parents' 'What a friend' Lucia sighed sadly ' Unknown to them, the Golden wolf and his father had visited a witch who gave him a knife that could cut him. It was the only knife that could cut him and kill him'

Angie says. I look across at the other pack members. There is one wolf who is solid black with white eyes. He is breathtaking. “Who is that?” I ask Angie. I keep staring at the beautiful creature across the water. I am completely mesmerized by him. It feels like I know him. “Girl, that is Erick; he is the Alpha’s son and our future Alpha,” Angie says. “He is yummy,” I say. “You should see him in human form. He is a deliciously dark treat. His skin is like a chocolate bar, and I would love to devour him whole,” Angie says.

I did notice the new wolves had a rotting smell to them, as if they were diseased. Note to self, don’t let the new wolves touch me. I don’t want to see if they are contagious or not. I tightened my hold on the knives as I prepared for the next round of attacks. Another dark red wolf with white feet made a slight nod as if coordinating with a friend. He dipped his shoulders down, then launched up, jumping like it was going for my head, while, another went for my lower half. I threw a knife into the lower wolf's head, dead center in between their eyes, while squatting down. Using my right hand, I lifted the red wolf's head to keep it from biting me, while directing it to the left, so it didn’t

I entered the house, ready to face whatever came. The wolf smelled me before seeing me and turned towards me, its eyes glowing with a clear threat. I swung the branch with all my might, hitting the wolf on the side. It growled and lunged at me, but I managed to dodge its attack, backing away quickly. "Come on, you bastard!" I shouted, trying to keep my voice steady. "You won't catch me that easily!" At that moment, Kessler and Lucas managed to take down the brown wolf outside and arrived just in time to help me. Kessler leaped onto the wolf attacking me, and in an instant, the fight moved outside.

He said Shayla was getting pampered at the packhouse anyway. The guards Zaine had assigned to us always stayed with us, only one stayed back at the house to guard it while no one was there. After our nails were done, we went back to the house where the hear stylists were waiting for us. My black hair was styled in a half up pony tail that was loose and teased some, with a small section left loose to frame my face. Then it was entirely curled and a small tiara with diamond studs added to signify that I came from alpha bloodlines, because it was unlikely lowly ranked wolves would be mated with someone from higher rank.

The one I passed through back at my father's house is nothing, life here is hell on earth. After that day that I was taken from the courtroom or whatever they call it, the women that took me away, cut my hair short and now I'm looking like another person. According to them, the rule of their pack states that whenever a werewolf is demoted to an omega, if it's a woman that has long hair, it'll be cut short and if it's a man, his hair will be shaved off. I'm still trying to convince myself about something, I'm not a werewolf. No sign in me shows that I am one of them. I'll never forgive him if ever it turns out that I was being punished for nothing.

he shouted, just as a rogue wolf lunged toward me from the side. Without hesitating, Josh leapt into the fray, transforming midair into his wolf form. His fur, a striking blend of dark grays and earthy browns, bristled in the moonlight as he threw himself at the rogue with a snarl. His teeth flashed as he collided with the rogue, knocking it off course and sending it sprawling to the ground. They rolled together in a tangled, snarling mess of fur and claws, but Josh was quicker, more precise. He locked his jaws onto the rogue’s shoulder, holding firm despite the rogue’s desperate thrashing.

Gage's anger is out of control, we shift and he rips the head off of a gray wolf coming towards us, then snaps at another as it got close, when it lunged we sank out teeth into it, slashing and ripping it to shreds. Thats when I saw her, she ran to me, then I towards her, I stopped dead in my tracks, wolves all around us fighting, I can't believe she's here, standing in front of us, beautiful as ever. 'What is that scent!?' as Gage said that my head lifted as we took in the scent surrounding her, rage filled us, growling loudly, her eyes widening as I backed away a bit.

She is a little thing but her wolf is muscled and toned, even if she is a little skinny for my liking but she is stunning. I watch as she locks onto my position and drops into a defensive stance as I walk closer then stop as she snapps a warning at me. I watch as my little mate tries to work through some stuff with her wolf. The little light grey almost silver wolf with black paws and little black tips on her ears, she is hands down the most beautiful creature. It's her eyes that are striking; they are a bright shade of green.