Howl X Sophie Novels & Stories

Evely had a sentimental look on her face as she talked to Sophia, "Gosh! Let it go Sophia." "Don't start making those faces now and go read some books too." Sophia cut her off rapidly, trying not to break down. Sophia's hate for wolves was never a secret, everybody knew, her close friends, far friends, everyone knew, some said she was delusional, while others said she was mad, she was brave, lots of different comments. "I know this won't work, happy reading but I doubt you will ever find one." Evely said.

“Yes, that’s true. I thought it would be the coolest thing ever. Didn’t quite work out though. I ended up just making myself smell like rotten eggs for a week.” The group erupted in laughter. “Your turn, Rylan,” Marcus said. Rylan looked around, his eyes landing on Elara. “Elara, Truth or Dare?” Elara smirked. “Dare.” “Alright,” Rylan said, thinking for a moment. “I dare you to do your best impression of a howling wolf.” Elara rolled her eyes but stood up, cupped her hands around her mouth, and let out a surprisingly realistic wolf howl. The pack cheered and clapped as she took her seat.

Perseus gets the hint, and soon I hear the sound of bones breaking, along with the sound of fabric being torn, but it only takes a second and in the room, there's this wolf who may be much bigger, but he's restrained and his fur shines, he gets down, lying on the floor very close to Sophia, putting his head on his front paws. Sophia frees herself from my shirt and let's go of me, walking over to Helios and putting her hand on his head, a smile on her lips and her heart starting to beat more normally. She's not afraid of Helios, she never was. I see that wolf wagging his tail from side to side, overjoyed. "I'm happy too," Sophia says. "Your voice... It's different..." Helios looks at her as i

Keria added ~Xander~ "She doesn't accept Charity..She is not homeless but refuse to go home"I heard a lady voice ..That voice is so so familiar I turned back to see Sophia..I was hell speechless as she freeze on the spot "So..so..phi..a"I stuttered with my lips badly shaking "Xanderr..Xanderr..Xanderr..Xanderr..Xanderr"She repeated then fell on the floor going unconscious "Lucy"The Woman shouted rushing to Sophie

He's usually so fucking annoying, but I have come to like that about him. Dylan huffs, stomping his foot into the ground, "what the hell Wolfe! I haven't seen you in a decade, and you attack my woman! What the hell is up with that?!" He yells, ahh there he is. I take a glance to Sophia; she carefully studies me as understanding sparks in her eyes, "Uhh, it was nothing personal…" My mood abruptly changes from light-hearted to feral. A familiar odour lingers in the air. Death.

**Flashback** The word slipped from Sophie’s mouth in little more than a whisper but with werewolf hearing we all heard it. Chris takes a tentative step forward and a growl escapes Oliver’s lips and that is when I remember Sophie is someone to him. Chris then looks to me then to Sophie a pained expression crosses his face then he takes off shifting jumping off the porch and races toward the woods. Sophie’s legs collapse under her and she is sobbing on the ground clutching her chest. Lilly and Oliver crouch at her side, Oliver wrapping his arms around her. A howl can be heard coming from the forest. I look and I can see Chris’s wolf looking back toward the porch taking off deeper into the for

Her eyes were swirling orbs of silver, similar to Dmitri’s black eyes when Arkadi had control. “Shit,” I jumped off the sofa, drawing her attention to me, “back down Bo!” “He’s a coward,” she growled through clenched teeth. “He’s just concerned for his packs’ wellbeing the same as we are,” I stepped towards her, “I am asking, I’m telling you to back down, now!” Sophie’s body sagged slightly as her eyes returned to normal, “I’m so sorry.” She sucked in a breath and shook her head. She looked over to Dmitri, “does it always feel like someone sucked all the air out of you when she does that?”

But I refused to let her disturb me and kept scrolling through my phone, smiling at funny memes that popped up. However, my silence clearly irritated her. “You, wolf!” Scarlett snapped sharply. “How dare you insult a royal lady?” Before I could react, she suddenly grabbed my coffee cup from the table and splashed it across my face and dress. The cold shock caught me completely off guard. My wolf erupted with wild growls as I slowly lifted my hand to wipe the dripping liquid from my cheek. “Break her mouth. Now.” That urge surged through my veins like fire, my fingers curling tightly around the edge of the table.

“James locks down the border. Sophia doubles watch towers and road scouts. Ben and Emily find the exact ambush point. No one follows scent trails without visual confirmation.” I nodded. “Good.” His mouth curved faintly despite everything. “Approval noted.” “I’m serious.” “I know.” “Scent can be planted now. Mine, yours, anyone’s. If they have clothing, bandages, hair, anything personal, they can make you chase ghosts.” Sophia stepped fully into the room. “She’s right.” I glanced at her. She did not look pleased about agreeing with me, but she did not look hostile either. Colton nodded. Sophia turned to go, then paused. Her eyes met mine for a fraction of a second before she left.

Chloe bounded up to me, Gothic platform boots clacking against the floor, full of energy and mischief. "Sophia? She's right outside?" I asked, frowning, a chill crawling up my spine. My wolf snarled quietly, alerting me that this was no ordinary apology. Chloe grinned and winked, pointing out the window. My senses twitched at the sound of movement down there as I looked down. A crowd had gathered outside, tension in the air. I let my eyes sweep the ground floor. Sophia's sharp, calculated pulse mingling with fear and confidence. My wolf growled softly. Sophia's presence was deliberate and predatory.