Howl X Sophie Novels & Stories

"Ah!" Sophie let out a performative cry, then slowly and deliberately collapsed onto the ground. "Help me up. My leg injury is acting up again." Hayden immediately turned back. Sophie insisted that he carry her. He laughed and scolded her for being dramatic, but he still obediently crouched down. I let out a cold sneer and turned away. I found a spot where I couldn't hear their voices and sat down. I didn't know how much time had passed until someone yelled, "The meteor shower is about to start!"

Dale asked, his voice filled with apprehension. “You’ve seen Juke’s and the others wolf. Think… very large dog. With an attitude. And a serious lack of social graces. You'll be faster, stronger, and have a sense of smell that could rival a bloodhound on a bacon-seeking mission. You might also find yourself howling at the moon. It’s a classic." "Howling?" Dale asked as he pictured himself in his pajamas, baying at the celestial orb. "But I can't even carry a tune in the shower!"

I didn't get the chance to question it further because the very next second, Xavier pushed forward, his voice slicing through my reflection. "Mother," he said quite properly and shortly. "Sophia is no ordinary woman. She's my mate." Suddenly, I was slapped in the face by his words. In that very instant, the mask fell off, and there was a shock right across my face. I set my face again real quick, but all the while inside my mind's eye, my head was spinning: His mate, a human. future Luna of the pack, impossible. "I see," I returned coolly. Smiles never fell off my face. "Congratulations, Sophia. You must be really special for the Moon Goddess to have chosen you."

" Later that night, I struggled to sleep. I kept tossing and turning around on the bed, but sleep seems to be very far from me . The silk sheets felt foreign and cold against my skin, and the vastness of the room only amplified my sense of unease. As I lay there, eyes closed but mind racing, something happened that made my heart almost jump out from my throat. "Sophia..." A deep male voice called out, soft and distant. I turned around in the room but I was alone. I dismissed it as my imagination, a byproduct of my anxiety and the unfamiliar surroundings. However, the voice persisted, growing louder and more insistent. "Sophia... Sophia..." The sound seemed to be coming from within the very w

Trent and Sophie. Sophie is in sunglasses, the wind breaking through her hair as she walks in a pair of grey sweatpants. Trent's gaze is fixed on me, a smirk on his face. Maybe Russia was not a good idea after all... ^^^^

I whispered, immediately realizing that my vocal cords were working again. The wolf turned its massive head toward me for just a moment. Golden eyes met mine and I saw recognition there, along with protective fury. Sophie picked herself up off the ground, moving with supernatural grace despite the impact. "A werewolf," she spat. "Protecting an Omega? How interesting." The black wolf positioned itself more firmly between us, hackles raised and muscles coiled for another attack. "This isn't over," Sophie said to me. "I won't forget this. None of us will."

But Sophia's hold was too strong, and his eyes glazed over once more. Sophia cackled, her voice dripping with malice. "You'll never break my hold, Hazel! Noah is mine, body and soul!" Hazel's face set in determination. "I won't give up, Sophia. I'll fight for my mate and our pack's freedom from your tyranny!" With a swift motion, she summoned a powerful blast of energy, directing it at Sophia. The air crackled with magic as the two women clashed, their powers locked in a fierce struggle.

After a while, she stopped crying and Willow made her sit. “First of all,” Willow scrunched her nose and took a step back, eyeing her. “You stink.” She deadpanned. Sophie rolled her eyes as she leaned into the couch even more. “You were hugging me just now,” she pointed out. "And you are really lucky that I love you so much to allow it.” Willow eyed her, still frowning. “Aww, you love me?” Sophie pouted. Harper cracked a small smile at the banter.

I understood where Mary was coming from, but she seemed to have forgotten, Sophie is a werewolf not a human. I got into the car. Sophie had stopped crying but was staring absentmindedly in front of her. Her cheeks were still wet from her tears. I was worried about her. Something like this would ruin her confidence. I linked with my Mother. If anyone could help Sophie now it would be her. “Mother, Sophie has had a falling out with Mary. She asked us to leave when we told her about the pup.” “Humans.” She sighed “Bring her back home. We will have tea, lets try and focus on tonight.”

Raul replied. "She is ours." They all chorused. "My lord, I beg for your favor. Let us help her." Hilda begged again. "Demons do not help anyone! Definitely not werewolves." Raul stood up. The demons murmured. “Lycan!” One spat. "She is a werewolf!" The king stated. "But she has pointy ears." Hilda added. "Elves!" The demons hissed again. "Silence!" The king roared. After a long silence, he stood. "For the sake of Casper, we will save her life."