Romans & histoires Is She A Wolf

2. I almost had a heart attack, hearing the woman's voice so close to me. But when she materialized out of the shadows, she merely placed a finger to her lips, signaling for quiet. Getting as low to the ground as I humanly could, I watched as she jogged past me, startling when another wolf emerged from the nearby chalets. As she stood blocking my presence with her body, the she-wolf ordered a shift, and shimmering under the moonlight; the wolf did as he was told. " Shamas, what has you out and about after dark? My father has a curfew for a reason?"

but he doesn’t finish the thought. “You can hear your wolf?” Ren asks. “Her name is Nessa.” Nate says, still looking at me. “How does Nate know about your wolf?” Ren asks, irritation pounding through his voice. “Because she told me.” Nate says, again to Ren without lifting his gaze from mine. “What is the hell is going on here?” Ren asks, looking between me and Nate.

“Not much. I know she’s new, doesn’t have a wolf, automatic omega.” Doesn’t have a wolf? How’s she even here? She isn’t human, she doesn’t smell like one. “Doesn’t have a wolf? Or it hasn’t come out yet?” “My bet’s it’s not coming out. Why? Thinking up a punishment?” “Yeah, something like that.” ***

“She doesn’t recognize me.” “That’s because she can’t. She doesn’t have a wolf.”

She asks with a wide smile. “It's supposed to be but it's not. She doesn't have a wolf scent which is weird. I don't know what she is and if she's a werewolf she is a rogue.” I replied. “ I don't even know what to do.” “What do you mean you don't know what to do?” She asks with a raised eyebrow. “You finally found what you've been searching for and waiting for for years and suddenly you don't know what to do?”

the lady cries out loudly and I cover his mouth immediately. “Shhhhh… Calm down” I say to her so she could trust me. “Tell me what happened here, I cant hurt you my deer” I say to her. “But you look like one of them, you are a wolf” she says as she struggles to move away from me. “Yeah, I’m a wolf, an omega, but I’m not like them, I set you free if you tell me what happened here” I try to convince her and she starts talking.

She blushed and went along with Rabia. “Hey, what is November? She doesn't smell like a Dragon or dragon ling,” my sister suddenly mind links me. “Do not tell anyone but she is a werewolf,”I tell her. “A wolf!? How did she get here!? And she seemed nice.” “Yeah, she is nice and it made me realize that not all wolves are vicious killers. So basically she's staying here but in the meantime she's not allowed to shift or set anything on fire or kill anybody,” I say.

" She's well, but her wolf's nature is strange. It's nothing like any case we have ever seen..." I hushed her, hand raised, fingers over my lips. " Did I hear you right? Whose wolf?" " Yours!" She deadpanned.

I asked, trying to remain calm. It was no secret that packs had superstitions. Mine happened to have their beliefs around witches, or anything with special powers. “I have no idea what I am,” she responded. “What do you mean?” I asked, confused by her words. “I have not shifted yet, I have a wolf but have no idea what I look like, what I am or anything else!” she yelled as she turned to face me.

I opened and closed my mouth, not sure what to say. “Tell me the truth” she snarled. “Are you the one taking wolves? What are you?” She demanded again. “Sienna, I’m a wolf. I’m not hurting anyone. I’m trying to help. I…I don’t…” I paused. I wanted to say I was normal, but I knew I wasn’t.