Lady Wolf Novels & Stories

Blake stood up again to attack him but Aiden built a fierce,transparent wall around them and angry Blake couldn't pass through. Aiden held Nina. "Nisha!" He whispered Nina's wolf name. Still subconscious, Nina didn't know what was going on.Her eyes blazed bright blue.At the sound of its name,her wolf transformed out. She felt immense power surge through her but it didn't wear off the drowsiness she was feeling.Nina was thinking that her wolf has chosen Damon as it mate so she lowered her guard down and let her wolf do the work.Finally,her wolf has surfaced! Aiden grabbed her waist and pressed her body to his.Her hands on his chest,he tucked strands of hair behind her ear.He lowered his head

Despite the fact that the werewolf standing in front of me was truly the very focus of a woman's dream in all external signs. The short-sleeved black T-shirt hugged the broad shoulders and the relief of a pile of muscles, awakening quite unambiguous fantasies in my long-suffering brain. Dark hair without any troubles about trends in fashionable haircuts beckoned me to grab it with my fingers and never let go until its owner makes me die of orgasm. “I belong to the alpha of the gray wolf clan!” - blurted out the most brilliant idea of ​​all, which she was capable of, contrary to her own thoughts.

I needed the escape, and needed to chase the high of sweet release. An idea came to mind. Lya’s idea, actually. For ten years, she had silenced her wolf with silver. She had been nearly human. She was a Wulver and resistant to silver, so maybe I’d have more results than she did. Maybe my wolf wouldn’t be able to fight through it like hers did.

She yelled at the pain of hearing and feeling her bones break and restructure into the werewolf which she had hidden deep within her. Her skin was thick and wild too, and the moment she lifted her head, her eyes had changed, and her muzzle was large, growling aloud at the Phantom before she rushed after it. She moved at a fast pace, striking the Phantom hard around its jaw and its abdomen, throwing it off the ground with all her strength towards a tree. She growled again in the dead of the night, showing off her feats towards the phantom who had cut it short by getting off its feet and jumping on her.

I had never heard of a lavender wolf ever. “Night, have you encountered a lavender wolf before?” I asked Night. “Never. But I’ve heard about it. There was a lavender wolf a long time ago, only one. It was said to be a myth. She only appeared because she was given a mission from the Moon Goddess. You could say that she was the strongest female wolf and the direct descendant of the Moon Goddess.” Night even had awe in his voice. Direct descendant? Mission from Moon Goddess? “I can't believe our mate is the strongest female wolf,” Night sighed wistfully.

Only a loser like me could fall in love with the alpha of the pack. Maxim... he's too far away for me. And even if he turned his attention to me, would I agree to become his next bed lady? Definitely not! This side of life is not for me. Thinking about sex, I shrugged, brr ... Apparently I'm so wrong as a woman and a wolf.

His hands had been teasing her sensitive spots and she’d not paid full attention to his words. Kihara bit her lips and tried very hard to not colour at the cheeks as Lady Walter continued. “But a rogue wolf is different. A rogue wolf has not only been condemned and banished by the pack, he’s also forsaken by the moon goddess. They are absolutely unforgivable and any pack that adopts one will be cursed.” Kihara understood. She sat up on her seat, shifting a little closer to Lady Walter. “You think the wolf I saw this morning...” She nearly couldn’t breathe. “You think he’s a rogue?”

another maid answered. "She is beautiful. I heard she is very strong too. At least she is a Lycan and better than that wolf." "What! That wolf has no chance against her," they laughed. Lara stood by the side listening to them. Was this Lady their mate?

The lady who seemed to be the leader, spoke. “And what do you want?” I asked, with a shaky voice. “I want you dead. And if your friends love you that much, she can follow you to the afterlife.” The lady replied as her claws came out smoothly. She was a wolf, and her scent was a bit familiar. In fact, their scent was familiar, but I couldn’t make out who they were exactly. “Why would you want me dead?” I managed to make my voice loud and clear. “Because you deserve to die. A murderer like you is a terror that needs to die down. Girls, are you ready?” The lady asked the other females.

“We are getting on each other’s nerves.” “What are you reading?” I ask as I snuggle up to Cordelia. I glance at the page of the book and the words on the page are shifting and changing. A white wolf prances across the page, and it looks just like Liz’s wolf. I try to read the words on the page, but I can’t keep up with their changes. “What does it say?” I ask Cordelia. Cordelia exhales heavily. “The white wolf is said to be a direct descendant of the Moon Goddess. What do you know about her mother?”