Red Dog Novels & Stories

_ At least it'll be quick," growled Till in the young Alpha's mind. Harry cracked his neck, tilting his head quickly to either side. Then he let out a heart-rending howl to make way for his wolf. The rogue, who until then had still felt confident, recoiled. Of course, he knew the Red Moon Alpha had to be bigger than average. Of course, he knew that the Red Moon pack had a reputation for being combat-oriented. But he'd never have believed such a young wolf could have reached such an imposing size. The red wolf towered over the rogue by a good three heads. He was so tall and imposing that his shadow covered the rogue's body completely and stretched out even further, far behind him. It looked l

I wasn't from this pack so I couldn't able to mind link anyone. The red wolf targeted a honey-colored she-wolf. Before he attack her, a large white wolf with gray patches attacked him. From the size, I could say he was an alpha. Meanwhile, another white wolf with black patches attacked the red wolf. In a minute red wolf lay dead. A Series of loud howls vibrated around. A tiny wolf that was struggling under my paw escaped and quickly ran into the woods. All the alive rouge wolves ran away.

Maybe somewhere in his own history, there was a loophole that they could fall into. From the story of the red wolves, the second one was very powerful, and looking at the tiny, bony young man standing before him, who might have not been in touch with his feral form yet, Mordeu knew for a fact that that red wolf was going to peel the skin off of Cillian and wear it as cover for his pet lizard. He shook his head quickly, trying to shake off such a horrible mental picture.

A rogue. Frost leaps forward in defence of our Mate and I welcome him, with just enough presence of mind to let my leather jacket slide from my shoulders and arms. The Change flows through me, fur and claws and teeth and a roar of challenge to the rogue. I’ve reached Sarah, loping past her to defend her, when a vast, dark shape springs out of the wall next to me. It’s a dog, a giant dog, and I swear I can see right through it, though its teeth are solid enough when it pounces on the rogue and closes them around him. It shakes the other werewolf llike a terrier shaking a rat. The rogue is trying to Change too, but his claws pass uselessly through the dog, leaving no mark. There’s a crack as t

Rex growled and walked towards him. "You are an insolent little whelp, with no respect, and a very small brain." the wolf cursed at the human who calmly and steadily walked toward him. Rex's eyes burned red, and a dense, red smoke rose from each footstep he took. "I never taught you that. Red auras belong to," his wolf was cut off as a tendril of red smoke curled up his front legs, binding him to the spot.

His words caused thunder in broad daylight. …what? His friend also squatted down. He poked the red liquid on the ground and sniffed it. "Yes. It's animal blood. We're both hunters, so we're very familiar with this smell." He then glanced at Thea. "You didn't lie to us, did you?"

On the other side rest big machinery all of which have red stains on them. Thick black doors makes up the right side of the wall that continue down the hallway all made from a type of metal that makes it impossible for anyone to break in or out of it. The stench of blood, grime, and urine hang in the hair and I take a big gulp, trying to swallow the bile that is coming up. Adair is well in front of us, walking dauntlessly without even taking a second glance at any of the red stains on the walls. Nick’s mouth is set in a tight line and he continues to glance at me behind his shoulder to make sure I’m okay.

A wolf. Then she looked around to see there are at least three wolves, and the first one is bigger than any wolf is present; that giant wolf is midnight black. Another wolf that is accompanying him is also a black wolf but a little bit small with brown eyes; there is another wolf in front of them, he is a brown-colored wolf, but his eyes aren't like other wolves; instead, his eyes are red. Bella can see these two wolves guarding against the red-eyed; they all have blood patches on their body; she deduced they were fighting, but why are they outside of the forest?

I snarl and jump to my paws, getting really fucked off now and desperate for information. "Talk!" I bark at her again, but this time with more fire, more conviction, "PAULINE!!" I snap as my bark echoes, rippling off the walls, shocking her into finally talking. "Fucking red wolves," she murmurs, turning to look in my direction, "so close, I was so bloody close!" "Close to what?" I ask impatiently. "So close to ridding the earth of your kind!" She spits at me, "My kind?" Confusion filling me, "red wolves?"

The little girl was crying immensely, giving away the dog she always wanted. “Grace,” I hear Katherine say as she opens the door behind me. I am sitting on the floor playing with the puppy. I am almost done here. I fed all the dogs and took a few for a walk in the park and now I am sitting here enjoying this little one’s company. “He will be adopted in no time. People always want a puppy,” she says and I nod. I look around the room and find Crow. Crow is my favorite dog. He is a rottweiler, and he is only four years old. His fur is jet black and his eyes are light brown. As soon as his eyes connect with mine, he barks and his tale starts moving.