Little Red Riding Hood's Wolf Novels & Stories

Tsk. These wolves and their ancient involvement. "So, this is the rumored Little Red Riding Hood of the Kingdom of Hezel." one of them, that I didn't recognize, acknowledged me. I keep my head low and allowed Riftan to do all the talking. It is his fault for dragging me in here, in the first place. "What's your name, young lass?" I turned my head at Riftan, seeking his consent to give my name to this pathetic creature in front of me. He shrugged his shoulders.

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

She looked at it with the thoughts of what the wood would do, the damage it would cause when she smashes the wood against the monster's head. Thankfully, the sight of her mother had temporarily disrupted the phantom, giving her the chance to activate her plans. She would want to get up from the ground slowly, knowing fully well the sensitivity of a werewolf's scent and hearing. She stood quietly, making sure her legs didn't break any twig which rested on the ground. She suppressed her groaning at the time she lifted the wood above her head, ready to smash this beast's head and end its terror. But the phantom turned its face backward, its eyes staring at her from the side until it turned its

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

Rollo perked up, waiting for Jack’s answer. “No. Why?” Beta Jack was clearly confused. “On my run today, I ran along the creek. I came upon a wolf. I didn’t recognize the scent and I didn’t recognize the wolf’s eyes when I looked into them. The wolf was a red wolf. She was absolutely beautiful. Her scent was intoxicating. I felt so at peace when I was sitting with her.” I shook my head, realizing that I must sound completely sappy as I talk with Jack.

I looked around and saw how far the house was. I felt the tree move and my heart skipped a bit. Were they here? Was it them? I quickly turned to wolf form before anything showed up. I looked around and saw something coming. It was another wolf. Oh God! What if I fell right into the place of the wolves that were attacking people? Would they kill me without a pack? I mean I was literally alone. 'aren't you too far from home?' something said behind me and I slowly turned around only to be met by the wolf I have seen before. The one that helped me back there. The one I was attracted to.

Hey there Little Red Riding Hood, You sure are looking good. You're everything a big bad wolf could want. Listen to me. Little Red Riding Hood I don't think little big girls should Go walking in these spooky old woods alone. Owoooooo

Everly wasn’t ready to die, but she couldn’t even use her back legs to push him off. “Jack! Alyson! Slate!” she shouted with her mind, but she heard nothing in response, and those teeth were getting closer. She thought about Little Red Ridinghood. This was the Big Bad Wolf. And he was going to eat her up. A glob of spit slid off of his tongue and landed on her cheek as he lowered his head. Everly tried to guard her neck, but there was nowhere to go. The scent of rotting meat filled her lungs as his mouth got closer to her face, its warmth heating her neck as she felt her heart beating against her ribcage, her pulse throbbing in the vein near where his teeth hovered.

I could feel the darkness eating away at my sanity as my wolf’s eyes searched through the shadows of trees and shrubs when I whipped my head this way and that. “Raya?...Miss Burns? Where are you?” I called loudly, pausing when my voice echoed back to me hauntingly, the baritone twisted, as though it were mocking me before I caught a flash of white out of the corner of my eye. I swung around on the horse to yell at the red wolf that was dressed in a torn white dress, inching away from us. Who the hell was that? There was only one woman I knew who had hair red enough that it covered her wolf.