Naga Polar Bear Dog Novels & Stories

She would seem plain, and maybe even like a runt, nothing special. Niiya’s wolf was a standard size. Dark brown, with tan and white markings, a tri-colour wolf. Niyya had also not found her mate yet. But unlike me, she was very confident in her sexuality, and would entertain that if she found a guy who felt a mutual attraction.

Natalia didn’t waste any time. “I need a Hillmand wolf cub” “Pardon?” both men said at the same time. The Hillmand wolf was a popular breed of wolf that was most abundant in the forest of damnation. They were bright orange in color with three black stripes that traveled from the middle of their head to their tail. Their eyes were bright red like rubies and they were often extracted and preserved like precious stones. However, it wasn’t exactly easy to catch a Hillmand wolf. They were swift and dangerous. A single injury from the wolf was dangerous because they carried a lot of parasites and they were immune to poison and a degree of magic.

And damn, but up close like this he appeared even larger than expected, completely towering over her and wider than logic dictated a male should be. Seven foot and a bit of bristling bear stood at her front door, and not just any bear, but one who'd injured her. No wonder her canine family acted so agitated. Actually, so was she for that matter and not just because of the ball she'd almost swallowed, her wolf started spinning in circles inside her head with excitement and Naomi didn't like it one freakn' bit. It didn't help that this close to the behemoth, awareness lit up all the nerves in her body, and an inhalation of his scent sent moist heat to her cleft. Oh, like hell is this hulking b

He rubs against me and licks my stomach while I giggle; yeah, definitely just a big puppy. I'm a little nervous as I call Tamisra forward. Alpha Gunther was pissed my wolf was black; typically, only Alpha wolves were black. In fact, I don't think there's ever been a recorded black wolf who wasn't an Alpha. She was so black she had hints of blue, which Alphas don't have, her aura was normal, and she was actually on the smaller side, so he dropped it. Stupid male egos are so fragile.

Rather than relaxing, he snarls again. “We’re not here to hurt your daughters. I found my mate. She’s safe and she brought her half-sisters to the place she’s living. This is her father, Carlos, and … her other father, Bjorn,” I say, gesturing to him. “He’s the polar bear that was in the laboratory with you.” “Hello, Nigel. It’s nice to finally meet the wolf who fought as hard as I did to get out of that fucking laboratory. I understand you found your daughter, daughters who are half-sisters to my daughters,” he says.

"Do you wanna know what's going on or nah?" I gathered my senses and puffed a loud breath before following his steps downstairs. My eyes widened when we reached the wide, big underground and my jaw dropped when I saw a huge cage in the corner with thick steel bars. It was like a giant's white cage and there was a huge, brown dog inside, bigger than the usual dogs. It looked like a Siberian husky but bigger, as in bigger... like a monster, no! more on like a freaking werewolf! I stepped background as the dog howled so loud.

It'll be a brand new day! Leaving him where he was at, I started my hike back home forgetting all about my furry friend. We usually part ways when I use my magic barrier to float ascended me over the trees. I get home quicker that way, but he's been so good today and isn't acting ferocious. I brought my phone out and began scrolling through my social media accounts and spying on my friends. A brush across my waist made me spin around like a mad woman! Looking to my side, I see the black polar bear of a wolf, just trotting along side of me. I knew I smelled his fruity scent!

“Hmm well you would be half right. Lobo!” He calls to the animal and it looks up from licking my face, then jumps down finally allowing me to sit up. Now I can get a proper look, I see that he has long black fur with a small diamond patch of white on his chest. His eyes are a pale blue, which I find unusual and it creates a striking image, that will be intimidating to an intruder. “What breed is he?” “He is a mix, half Siberian husky and half wild wolf.” “He is half wolf? But why would you have a pet like that?”

She was special, even a human would have seen that, she cocked her head watching him her golden eyes narrowed, 'You are stunning.' He said through the mind-link as she stood and walked toward him, her ears pricked up and she paced around him then moved to the door, 'You want to go out?'

If that was an attempt by the previous owner to make him look a little more presentable, sellable, then it missed the mark by a mile. “First up we have Werewolf number N17M115. A rare wolf from the Northern Mountains. Born in the wild, this fighter wolf has his instincts intact. Captured when he was 5, he was trained from a young age and has been fighting ever since hitting puberty. He has only ever lost one fight…” Jackson tuned him out. He didn’t want to hear it or else he’d be purchasing more than one wolf today.