Noble Wolf Vodka Novels & Stories

He is hideous, hated by the goddess, yet he uses his high elder status to bully young females. My wolf does not know his face from any stray dog, so I just blink my eyes in total confusion at his words. “You want my mouth to drink this whole thing?” “Yep, your sweet mouth. Not a single drop left in the glass, you hear my voice?” “But that is not very fair, elder. It is your private table order, and this mountain liquor is not cheap for the pack.” “When my beast says it is fine, it is fine. This bottle costs a thousand silver pieces. If your wolf swallows the fire-juice, it comes out of my personal leather pouch.”

In short, it was beautiful. "Wow... his wolf is so beautiful..." I mumbled lost in his beauty. His wolf was pure black whereas my wolf was white with shades of grey and blue eyes. "If you keep gawking at me, I won't be able to concentrate, baby." He said in our own little mind link. I coughed at the nickname he used. He doesn't call me that often and the fact that he wasn't serious during the fight and was flirting with me. Oh, dear!

The wolf goes from attack to submissive more than once which showed us that he doesn’t want to fight but Yanik is making him do it. The wolf turns and looks at me and it’s left eye is tar black while the other is brown, this guy has been cursed ( Kavi, charge him and hold him around his neck so he’d submit I need to get his eye ) < his eye? What on earth for? > ( his left eye has a curse which is probably why he’s the way he is, just make him submit but don’t kill him )

I took a deep breath and continued, “But I do have one favor to ask. Can I please have some wolfsbane?” She looked back up, meeting my eyes, studying me, and cocking her head to the side. While she was human, Hugo told me that she knew about our kind. He and my mom were not the only werewolves she employed. “What do you need wolfsbane for?” “It’s personal.” I wasn’t telling her shit. “What form do you want it in?” “What forms does it come in?” “The two most common are dehydrated and a concentrated liquid—usually we sell the liquid form in darts.”

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?

I had very little experience with either myself, but I’d heard enough to know better than to play with either. I started to beg, started to plead. One look at Mordric’s face and the anticipation in them convinced me otherwise. Mei-Mei withdrew a syringe full of fluid from one of the colorless vials. “Behold, concentrated wolfsbane. A potent cardio-stimulatory drug that has very little effect on humans and other shifters, yet is very deadly on lupines. We serially dilated it to make sure the dose won’t be too potent, but this will serve as a litmus test of exactly how much wolf you are.”

'Yes, Celia. I am your wolf. We can talk to each other now.' My wolf said. 'What's your name?' I asked. 'The Moon Goddess is cruel.' 'So you don't like questions either.' I thought. 'What is your name?' I asked again. 'The Moon Goddess gave me no name. She is cruel.' My wolf growled. 'Her words to me when I asked my name were 'You're special. You'll find your name when the time comes.'

"I've heard so much about you and your Luna. With a bloodline as powerful as yours, I'm sure you and your Luna have a whole litter of strong heirs by now." I frown. Vladimir's expression shifts subtly. "Sarah..." I try to stop her, but it's too late. “As a gesture of goodwill, I had this ‘Black Gold Brew’ prepared especially. It’s infused with the finest wolfsbane, excellent for strengthening an Alpha’s bloodline.” She signals for a waiter to present a bottle of wine. The entire hall goes silent. The color drains from Vladimir’s face, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. “Wolfsbane?” Vladimir’s voice is a low rumble, like a coming storm.

The golden reflections at the bottom of my glass captivated the eye. Perhaps it was the most pleasant of all that I have seen tonight. The man sitting opposite meticulously deduced amendments to the next draft version of one of the many contracts, and I looked anywhere, if only not at him. - Yaroslava, why don't you drink? he asked, not looking up from the main lesson. Tall, broad-shouldered, like most male werewolves, Vadim slumped in a high chair. Against the backdrop of a cream-colored shirt, a blue tie looked ridiculous. I stared at him instead of answering.

Then the ludicrousness of her thought popped up and she locked eyes with him again. "Stop using that voice on me." "For being so young and so new, you really are quite strong. I think you're going to make a fine addition around here. Lesser wolves can't speak to me that way." "That's a horrible way to talk about your pack." "It's not horrible if it's the truth." James shrugged. "All wolves are not created equal." "Then what makes me so special?" "If there were a rhyme or reason I would tell you. Strong genes?"