Ramona Badwolf Novels & Stories

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead

I was officially fucked! "Sorry Ramsey. I didn't know that creature was your daughter." I cleared my throat. "Sorry, I meant wolf. I heard rumors. I didn't know the curse was true!" Little bolts of electricity shot through Ramsey eyes. "Nicholas Walker, my daughter is not cursed and she is not some lowly creature. She is a powerful witch gifted with a wolf, so I would bind your tongue because if she doesn't rip it out, I will." I gulped in fear. "Yes, sir. My apologies. I will be more mindful of my words in the future." I was afraid, but also in aw of the raw power Ramsey held.

They killed the feral wolf and he let go off her neck. Mona shifted back into human form. She looked horrible. There were bites and scratches on her entire body and when she turned around, I saw a large piece of flesh hanging from her neck. She was bleeding a lot too. Ronin wanted to go to her, to take care of his mate. This might still be the end for her, if Mona continued to fight. She held on to one of the wolves as a way of support and suddenly roared loudly, her aura slipping out again.

She nodded and added, "Please get in touch with Ramona. I'd like to meet her." Fernanda smiled. "Of course, Luna. I'll get in touch with her right away." It wasn't long before Emory had to wait. About an hour later, Ramona—the Sacred Elder of the Zyranos Pack—arrived. They sat together as Fernanda excused herself, leaving two cups of tea behind. Emory wasted no time. She had decided to ask the question that had been nagging at her before she changed her mind. "Ramona, tell me.” She asked earnestly, holding her breath in her chest. "How does a werewolf know when she's found her true mate?"

I concluded, hoping my words would resonate with him. Ramon smirked and shook his head, clearly not ready to let go of his pain just yet. “Happiness, you say my happiness is gone with the wind,” he muttered, his eyes filled with sadness as he touched the ashes flying in the air. “There is only one thing left for me to do now, he mumbled, turning his head to Luna, who was trying to support Sarah with a heavy belly. “I need to seek revenge,” he declared, his voice filled with determination. “Like my Serena, I will burn the cause of death that took her away from me,” he clenched his fist, leaving my neck and running towards Luna, and in a flick of eyes, Ramon turned into a giant brown wolf, how

Mother shouted from her position near the door. A battering ram—a massive log carried by eight wolves—slammed into the reinforced entrance. The entire safe house shuddered. Dust rained from the ceiling. "Hold that door!" Kelvin roared. His strongest warriors braced against the entrance, their combined strength the only thing preventing it from buckling. Another impact. Another shudder. Cracks appeared in the stone frame. I gathered my power and released it through the window. A focused blast that caught the battering ram team mid-swing. Three wolves flew backward, slamming into trees. The log crashed to the ground.

As the song ended, the girls linked arms and walked off the dance floor, their dance partners following them. Alpha Edwards was asking if we had captured more rogues. "No, it seems they have gone to ground. There is a lot of heat and even the neutral territory is being patrolled." I replied, still watching the young she-wolves. "We missed the presentation of Miss Lang. Is she ranked now?" Luna Edwards replied, "Yes. She is a Delta, like her mother. Such a shame that her injuries have prevented her first shift. I couldn't bring myself to read the report, but it must have been quite bad for her wolf to still be injured."

' Roxy said, feeling sorry for her mother. 'No, not at all', she said smiling to the surprise of both Selina and Roxy. 'You were not injured?' Luna Selina asked. 'Oh, I was. Very badly too. I nearly lost my life. There was no doctor around and I really didn't need any. I can self heal like you werewolves!' 'How is that possible?' Selina asked.

The maid quickly stepped forward and replied, "Ramona's last name is Barker, and she resides at 8 West Hibiscus Alley in the capital. Her family is in business. This trip was for visiting relatives. Originally, a brother from her family was to accompany her, but he suffered an injury and had to stay behind to recover. We had no choice but to hire a werewolf bodyguard to return to the capital. The journey has been fraught with difficulties, and we fear encountering more troubles, which is why we humbly request to travel with you." Adelaide observed the maid's movements as she responded—fluid and swift, with a strong and unshaken voice, showing no signs of fear. She didn't resemble a typical m

"I knew Moona so well. Moona is your Mother's wolf but she was the real Moon Goddess in my time. She's the real one that is up there right at this moment until it's time for your Mother's rein. Anyways, Moona was such a happy, optimistic girl. She always saw the good in people and she was the most forgiving person I knew." "She was mated to an Alpha as well. Worst possible thing for her in that time. No one knows how it started but all the Alphas in the world decided that their mates were inferior to them. Those Alphas were despicable to their mates. Beating them. Using them. So many things that's hard to process."