Mad Wolf の小説・ストーリー

His chips are super greasy but if you add enough salt and vinegar they're pretty good. Then I think that there's a lot of talking but maybe it's too many at once. So I suggest that everyone introduces themselves. That turns out to be another fantastic idea. It's my night. It's like I can't do anything wrong. There's Graydon Airwolf of course. He's the oldest. There are many others from the Wildlands and a few, like the Aurorawolves, Moonwolves and Starwolves from across the continent. They all seem to have one thing in common though and that's a run-in with the Firewolves. They say Wildlands wolves but when I ask more questions it always comes back to Alpha Ludo or his father.

Her sky-blue eyes drilled holes behind Hakan’s head, flashing the three muscular men a smirk whenever their eyes would wander over to where she was. “Then, I’ll be leaving Richard in charge while I go out to the city. Check the borders, I’ve been hearing talks about rogue wolves roaming around the forest from our hunters.” The man called Richard stepped up before bowing his head, as he received orders from his alpha. The three burly men left immediately when Hakan dismissed the group, turning around to face Skye with her arms crossed and looking bored.

Frankie POV My Little Bee is coming home this weekend and I couldn’t be more thrilled. My wolf, Kolt, and I are excited to meet Nikki’s wolf. Kolt already loves Nikki and He’s sure that he is going to be in love at first sight with Nikki’s wolf. I wonder what she will look like. If I remember correctly Tom’s wolf was gray with black tipped fur. Stella’s wolf, Madrid, was a light golden brown. So Nikki’s wolf could be a combination of the two or entirely different.

Max said with pity in his voice, looking away from me. - What happened, happened. “I also didn’t want to go into the details of my past. I don't need pity! I went through what I had to go through and I'm proud of it. I am proud that I did not break down no matter what and became who I am now, the Moon, the fiery wolf! Damn, we didn't even know you were alive! Mark suddenly yelled. “Did you even know of my existence?” - You never know the father did not tell that they have a "sister", but not from their mother. Treason among wolves in pairs was never welcomed, and even more so the father is the head of the pack ...

Almost as if she was under a spell, Maddie threw herself against the muddy grass. As she landed, the rogue lunged off its back legs into the air. I quickly glanced at my injured friend, who wore nothing but sheer panic on his face, and let the anger take over. Using every fibre of my being, I leaped up towards the rogue and swung out my right leg, striking it directly against its chest. The rogue soared through the air from the impact of the blow. Just as it was about to crash down on the ground, Nate suddenly appeared and held out his right hand. Catching it in midair, he grabbed the fur on the back of the wolf’s neck before swiftly twisting it’s jaw with his spare hand, rendering it dead.

She’d put on her best smile and offered to get him another one on the house, but the hulking brutelike motherfucker had gotten it into his drug-addled head to teach her a lesson about “disrespecting her betters.” That was the same oily feeling Madison got from this lot. They weren’t even Wolves – at least she thought so. She’d never seen a potbellied Werewolf before. They were pigs, through and through. “I’m a waitress, so unless your little game involves seeing how many bottles of Patrón I can convince the house to comp you, I’m afraid I can’t help you.”

she questioned. I had made a friend during my time here, his name is not Matthew, but Maxwell. He's a good wolf, used to be a beta back in his old pack until his wolf became unstable that he came here. He's dealt with a lot, rejected by his mate and left with his pup and then had an outbreak, hence why his wolf is unstable. They both love their mate and pup, only having to speak with them every Saturday for an hour. His pup's name is Sophie and his mate's name was Naomi. They're both very beautiful ladies, Max is a lucky guy, but I'm luckier.

running as Atlas. Atlas is my black wolf with a white chest and a white tipped ear he is big, bigger than my father , I got him a few months ago when I turned 18. my beta Jake has had his wolf able, who is dark gray with a black strip down his back and both his ears have black tips, for almost a month and my gamma Eric gets his in almost two months Most of the time Atlas is my best friend but today he feels off, kind of just agitated, he was pacing and whining in my head all night and I couldn't sleep most the night. it's definitely got me in a piss poor mood, and he is acting even worse now that I let Eden so close to me on the bike. I'm going to try and keep myself in check, I really just

“They want me to have sex so that they can have a lineage of white wolves.” She could see the rage in his eyes, “Do they want to rape you?” “No, they said they would give me time to fall in love with the one I would be breeding with.” “What the fuck? Are they also white wolves?” “No, they’re Mystics, half white and half black wolves. They’re known as Mystics.” “This is getting more fucked up by the minute.” “According to them, I’m called a Muraco.” “What in the genuine fuck?” “I know, but they said that they would take me by force if push comes to shove.”

"Maku yabo ga dana kuma mãtãta. Zai girma ya zama babban m sarki, daya braver fiye da ko da ni ne. Zai yi sarauta mulkokin zuwa yanzu da kuma m, ya mamaye cikin garũruwa zuwa gabas da yamma da kuma kudu ... shi Wolf Kambori. Kuma ni Raye-Raye Da Wolves, sarki cewa bayar da ɗana, nan gaba, Sarkin, da wannan ƙasa, tare da wannan ikon. (Toast to my son and my wife. He will grow up to be a valiant king, one braver than even I am. He will rule kingdoms far and wide, he dominates the lands to the east and the west and the south... he is Wolf Claw. And I am Dances With Wolves, the king that provided my son, future king, with this land, with this power.)