Glam Rock Roxanne Wolf Novels & Stories

I wasn't the first Vaewolf, and I highly doubted that I would be the last. "What was so bad about being a mixture of two prominent predators?" I murmured curiously, and my wolf Raksha chuckled along with my vampire Morgana. “They lack the vision of its greatness,” Morgana purred in my mind, and I laughed. The Alpha eyed me incredulously as he held the red glowing brand in his fist. “We will see if you continue to laugh after this scorching metal is pressed against your back flesh.” Wincing, I narrowed my eyes as the skin on my back sizzled. Seeing Devan's eyes widen at me, I swallowed hard and then pinched my mouth so I wouldn't scream from the pain.

the voice cooed again. “It’s nice to see you Alphas’, another sugary voice chuckled. “I am Katya, Zarek’s wolf, Kai’s mate.” “I am Anya- Talon and his wolf, Leo’s mate.” “I am Lucan’s wolf, Max’s mate- Mia !” “I am Tyra, Corwin’s wolf, Oscar’s mate.” “And lastly,” the sweetest voice of all said, “My name is Rose. I am Zoe’s true wolf and Victor’s wolf, Roger’s mate.”

I returned, caught up in the throbbing of the new bond pulsing between us. But before I could continue to ogle all those hard lines and ridges, perfectly carved V-lines and deliciously hard cocks the Goddess had gifted just for me, they closed in around me. I felt their hands everywhere, gliding affectionately through my fur. My wolf’s chest rumbled, a sound much more suggestive than I would have thought an animal capable of. “What’s your name, beautiful girl?” Cary’s wolf, Roan, asked through his human. “Raven. My name is Raven, mates.” She projected in their heads.

***Amira's POV Gabriel Kosta, my father's enemy had invaded and attacked, killing my father. If he's smart he'll want to kill me too. I run, heading towards my hidden weapons as I hear the sounds of my pack fighting again. 'No!' I growl though our link. We've already lost most of our fighters. 'You want us to submit?'Beta Kindley asks. I can't let the other continue to die when I don't see a way out myself. Somehow Kosta had turned over a hundred rogue werewolves into a pack. Rogues don't usually have a pack.

As I continued to run, the path became rockier, and the darkness made it hard to see. Finally, I stopped and took a deep breath. Before I could finish my sentence, a searing pain ran through my body as my wolf forced her way out. She howled loudly, demonstrating her dominance over me. I winced in agony as she showed no mercy. she was out with full control over us as she howled louder, demonstrating that she owns me as much as I own her..