Robyn #wolfwalkers Novels & Stories

"My spark isn't strong enough. I'll never be able to weave the light-lines like the scholars do." Before her frustration could turn into a full tantrum, a massive, heavily armored shadow fell over her. A towering beast-kin warrior, a wolf-kin named Garron who served in the regional civilian vanguard, knelt down in the dust right beside her. His armor was marked with the ancient, golden wolf insignia of Alpha Ryan, and his face bore the calloused scars of a veteran pathfinder. Yet, his large, clawed hands were incredibly gentle as he rested them on his knee.

“Keep practicing on your shifting, Raven, and those rogues will have one hell of a shock when they see your wolf” “And they will, because I have no intention on letting Whitlock fight alone”. I said to him, then turned my full attention back to grams. “What about you?. “What about me?” “Well, we both know you have some things to work through to be at one with your wolf. Just imagine, not just one black wolf, but two!”. “I will work on my issues, Raven, and I’ll fight by your side to protect our family”. She said as she squeezed my hand with a sure look.

An angry roar sounded from the other end of the hill and at the same time Ryan and the other Warriors who were still healthy came to stand beside Sabrina’s white-wolf. …. Sabrina’s angry growl made all the werewolves who heard it seem to want to submit because of the fear of the power that emerged only from that sound. Then suddenly the figure of the white-wolf turned into a human figure of Sabrina who immediately turned towards the tree to pick up the remaining arrows and marvelously stood at the end of the tree branch. She aimed the arrows at the leader of the rogues who were far away in the hills. Everyone seemed to be mesmerized by Sabrina’s movements which currently had an aura of power

Siri’s voice came from a pocket on his pack. “New Message from Gamma Thomas. Trying and failing to remove pack members gathering outside of the packhouse. They’re upset about the latest mission concerning the Lycan. They want Alpha Tomas to explain himself. End of Message. Would you like to repeat it?” “No Siri. Thank you.” Dean glared at Oli. “You can be nice to your phone’s female bot voice, but you can’t be nice to any she-wolves?” “Siri isn’t trying to get into my pants. The she-wolves only want into my pants to gain the seat beside me as Beta.”

She shuffled through the notes and found the one with his numbers on it. She brought out her phone and quickly copied the number before storing bit safely among her contacts. She shrugged her shoulders as she walked back to the counter. She had just settled down when she sensed Jackson behind her. Jackson had heard the ladies discussion about how Lucia had given Roberto a cold shoulder and how she had claimed to have heard everything they were discussing a out her. He had merely smiled at their ignorance. They never knew that Lucia here was a powerful witch cum wolf who had the power and ability to destroy them with just a thought in her heart.

Rogers eyes caught movement across the way while he was using the wet towel to clean his chest and abdomen down. There she was, her wolf walking out from around the side of the pack house. "Wow, check that out" Gabby gasped seeing her for the first time, she was an impressive wolf. "Already seen it, female warrior" Roger nodded but didn't take eyes off of her, he could also feel Telly watching her, pushing forward.

His chair by the hearth sits empty. The voices outside grow louder. Araya can make out words now. "She's still alive?" "Barely. The rogues did a number on her." "And Ronan brought her here? To the den?" "Apparently." "That's not like him. He never brings strays home." Araya's chest tightens. Stray. That's what she is now. A stray wolf, packless and unwanted. The door opens suddenly, and Araya's breath catches. Two women enter the cabin, and Araya recognizes one immediately. Lyra. The woman who shifted from the Direwolf that first night, the one Ronan sent to get his sisters.

“I have this.” “This?” I squint my eyes. “Bro, this is just an apartment. Just answer the question.” Kyon looks hesitant to answer, but a mournful look crosses his face. “My wolf’s name was Róki. I had to give him up to be here. I sacrificed traveling with his spirit for Iokaste and the Mavri Magea. So they would have a safe place to hide from Katherine and the rest of the Menae.”

Lorcan is the most probable person who did this to her. ‘Isn’t it enough already that he is cheating against her? Does he really have to hurt her like this?’ Robin thought to herself as she harbor hatred towards Lorcan. As she had all these thoughts, she did not bother to say anything to Raven. She went straight up to her assumptions without hearing the truth from Raven. Just as when Robin is about to leave to grab fresh clothes for Raven, another omega arrived and faced them, surprising Robin. “I-I brought some clothes,” the shy and timid female omega muttered meekly as she offered the clothes she brought for Raven.

He was ordinary—brown hair, medium build, nothing remarkable. "Make sure you gather enough supplies for Evelyn while she's bedridden," Robin told him. "I'll be at her beck and call. Make sure Elena is assisted in making Evelyn better." Evelyn, that's my name. I looked at Robin, confused. "But I'm right here." No one reacted. It was like I hadn't spoken at all. A soft whining sound drew my attention downward. A wolf—small, clearly young—stood at my feet. Its gray fur looked soft, its amber eyes intelligent. The wolf nuzzled against me, then licked my hand.