Mr Wolf X Diane Foxington Novels & Stories

~••~Aleksei~••~ My lips pull up in a small smile even though Viktor is practically staring at the iPad in his eyes with disdain. "I can't believe she's telling out on you. Her husband." His brows furrowed, seated opposite me in my office outside home. Where all our mafia dealings took place.

My wolf growled fiercely,her glow flaring brighter as we pushed against Ethan's brute strength. He snapped at my neck,but I sucked,my claws slashing across his side. Blood sprayed the ground and Ethan howled with fury. Ethan lunged again,faster this time,but I side stepped,slashing at his hind leg. He stumbled and I used the opportunity to pin him to the ground,the same way he had pinned me during his mating ritual. My glowing eyes locked into his as my fangs snapped at his throat . Although I knew he can throw my small wolf away from himself easily.

Xander furrowed his brow and thought about what she was saying. "Perhaps a lycan, but they are flea ridden beasts and you should stay far away from them," he stated in disgust. Madeline rolled her eyes and ignored her uncle. She thought the wolf she saw was a handsome creature and was far from flea ridden. Her father king Ambrose entered the room holding a letter.

They all look terrified, scrambling to get away as suits get shredded into pieces, flying all over the place. "No! No need for that. My boss just wants his audience." The man spreads his arms, gesturing for people to calm down. "Sorry love, the wedding can continue after that." He winks at me. Then he points at the windows, where the dark eyes of more wolves peer inside. The place is surrounded.

The name hit me like a physical shock, clearing the alcohol from my brain instantly. Adrian Wolfe. The CEO of Wolfe Enterprises. The man who had spent the last three years systematically crushing Daniel’s family business in the market. Daniel’s greatest rival. "You’re joking," I whispered. "I never joke about business." He held my gaze, his eyes intense. "And right now, you are the best business opportunity I’ve seen all year." "What do you want?" He didn't blink. "Marry me. Let's give them something real to cry about."

Stunned murmurs arose as the evening gown returned to its original shape of a waiter's outfit with each step she took. _ GO TO MATE!_ growled Mr. Wolf. Listening only to his animal's voice, Black leaped forward and grabbed Bianca's arm. His wolf cried and lowered his ears as he saw the pain on their soul mate's face. "Putain(#Fuck)," Bianca whispered. Mr. Fantastic's grip tightened like a cruel vise on her skin. Some people, close enough to the scene, quickly turned around, fearing retaliation if this young woman provoked the Mad One's fury.

Quinn waved her hand and said, “The Fox family’s goal is to meet me. They won’t seriously cancel the concert. They’ll contact you soon.” Quinn had indeed guessed it right. Sure enough, Dorothy received a call from Xavion before she had even left the hotel. Over the call, Xavion asked cheerily, “I wanted to invite Miss Golding for a meal. Do you think Miss Golding has time now?” Dorothy opened the car door and got into the passenger seat, and she was very resentful as she said, “Mr. Fox, you’re a powerful figure in New York. Don’t you think it’s a little inappropriate to play this kind of trick against Miss Golding?”

“Is this a warning for me, hmm?” Dylan did not wait for her to answer. He put her down gently; took off her robe before he expertly dressed her up. All this while, Diana remained tongue-tied. The tips of her ears were now as red as her cheeks. Looking elsewhere, but at the kneeling hunk before her, Diana cleared her throat as she spoke. “Dylan, I think the Werewolf Committee or Axel Crescent will do a move against the Night Prowler Pack.” With her panty now finally covering what it should be covering, Diana sighed in relief as she glanced down – wrong move. She just saw how her sexy mate kissed her covered pelvic area right after taking a sniff like the damn dog that he was.

The Lune D’or pack members around the room laugh at the thought as well. “I mean, Marco has taken down two werebears in his day. Hell, he’s practically the size of one. I can even remember a time when he held his own against a dragon in an underground fight club. But I don’t know that he’s ever faced a she-wolf’s protective parents. I guess we will see how he handles it.” Bronx says with a chuckle of his own.