Lamb Oc Novels & Stories

Her long orange waves fell down her back, her blue eyes sparkling in the moonlight. "Just..whatever you do...don't freak out okay?" I raise a brow while I watched her carefully walk into the lake. She dived under the water, then everything went silent. My wolf Ray went nuts. "She's been under for a way to long!!" He growled loudly, giving me a splitting headache. "She said not to freak out," I mumble to him. Suddenly a bright neon light flashed under the water, revealing a women's silhouette. The light faded and I watched her breach the water. Her long hair staying flawlessly around her.

Lemuel said to the Waiter. “Okay, which kind sir?” “Chambertin Grand Cru. Over to you, Sweetheart.” Inara was wise enough to know that to her, his sweetheart wasn’t a honest endearment. She looked up at the waiter and perceiving the aroma of several meals coming from the table of the other customers, her stomach responded, making her hungry and she realized that she was dying for some barbecued lamb. Zee had told her that it was spectacular here at the Oxbow but one glance at Lemuel and the way his hazel eyes narrowed at her, quickly changed her mind. The look was threatening.

SACRIFICIAL LAMB ******************************** ALPHA BALTHAZAR'S POV ******************************** Getting a year-old lamb with no defect turned out to become mission impossible. It was either the year-old lambs had defects and the perfect ones were above a year. What intrigued me the most was the scarcity of the said animal which had never happened before. When I enquired from the farmers if they could direct me to a popular breeder within our neighborhood, I was directed to a small pack a few miles from ours.

Nodding slightly he let's go and I break off in a sprint through the pack house and towards the border. 'I'm coming baby! Keep running!' I hear him yell. Pushing my paws harder on the wet ground I run faster than I ever thought possible. 'Cross now!' He yells again. I rush passed the border and I'm surrounded by about 100 wolves. I quickly glance around at all of them but none seem to be looking at me, they're all staring at Lakota's pack grounds. 5 wolves come rushing towards us and what I'm assuming is Cain and Atticus cross along with a brown wolf. They turn around in front of the wolves that now surround me and look back at Lakota's reddish brown wolf. My mate shifts back to human and l

After hanging up, Gabriella stepped outside. That night, a light snow had begun to fall over Crimsonir. In the courtyard of the lodge, a bonfire crackled while the crew and the Starlight Media security team gathered around to roast whole lambs. Crimsonir's lamb was famous for being especially tender. Velma had ordered five from a nearby place. They arrived fully butchered and cleaned. Just as Gabriella came out, the roasted lamb was ready. It looked golden brown and mouthwateringly crisp.

Whatever Olympus was at its core, its employees took it very seriously. Megan reached Dennis's office and found that he was just as busy as the operatives, typing away furiously on his tablet with the major part of the top portion of the monitor-map behind him in bright red. "Hello Director, I heard-" "That we've got a very serious situation up here?" He looked up briefly to acknowledge her presence even as he didn't stop or reduce his activity in the slightest. "That's correct. One of Olympus's secret storage facility located in the Arctic was just attacked."

Alarmed, Zen chased after the new lamb with a nametag above it. “Catch it!” he yelled at Oritha, who was coming from the other side of the road. Not asking any questions, Oritha stood still and scooped the lamb up with ease. The startled lamb tried to butt her with its head, but Oritha only squeezed the misbehaving kid with a wide grin. “This is the last one,” she declared. “They found the other one hiding in the school’s vegetable garden, chasing moths. Let’s go. Gorski and Angeloff are waiting.”

Even Ethan's mother, who has never particularly cared for Luna's average background, has never possessed the nerve to say anything passive-aggressive to her face. "I am relieved to hear that," she says, her voice radiating absolute, untouchable warmth. "Though I would argue this kitchen is precisely the kind of establishment worth going out of your way for." She casually returns her gaze to the menu. "The roasted lamb is genuinely exceptional, should you reconsider your position. They source it from a private estate two hours north—the distinction in quality is immediately apparent."

"It's not like that." "Then what is it like?" I challenged, leaning forward. "Because from where I'm sitting, it sounds an awful lot like I'm just a task you've been given." Jace exhaled sharply, running a hand through his dark hair. "Look, when an unclaimed omega shows up in pack territory, it's a big deal. It doesn't happen often. And when it does, there are... protocols." "Protocols," I repeated flatly. “Yes protocols.” He exhaled slowly, rubbing a hand over his jaw. "If it helps…We volunteered."

replies alpha Frank. “then who are we talking about” Archer takes places his butt atop the table. “we are all ears Jeremy” speaks beta Harrison. “charlotte Romero. The former Alpha’s daughter” Jeremy’s voice came out in slow pauses; he knew a female never holds position in the moonstone pack. “will you take back those words! you know where women belong” growls Alpha Frank. “anywhere they want to be, don’t you think so Jeremy, women. Belong. Where. They want to be” Archer smiles at the end of his sentence, and with a sudden jump he gets off the table.