Roxanne Wolf 18+ Novels & Stories

the beta growled. Is he serious now? The werewolf stepped forward slowly and smoothly. The anger in his eyes changed into something else. Something that I had never noticed before in relation to myself. Animal lust. The unexpected discovery took my breath away. - Just touch, Rinat will unscrew your head! She said stepping back. My throat was still burning, and the heat was systematically spreading throughout my body, gradually turning into a whole hell, mercilessly demanding something from me. She froze, listening to her own feelings.

I said, raising my finger and rolling it. She rolled her eyes at me for the umpteenth time but I saw she was back to normal partially and I was thinking. “What I want to know is why Alpha Christian, the strongest werewolf Alpha we know, couldn't control himself from wanting to mark you,” she said suspiciously. “That's what I was thinking, Ri. See he seemed really spiffy about it too. Looking like a sad puppy that had lost his favorite toy” I said shuddering. Then, like a light bulb went off in her mind, she snapped her fingers and looked directly at me.

“The wolf isn’t just her pet, but her aid in the Luna hunt.” “What do you mean, Alpha?” Allen looked at me then at Cadell, answering his Gamma. “She’s a wolfless Omega who uses her pet as her support.” His response struck me in the chest like an arrow. Wolfless? Gosh, I feel… Ouch. He went on to narrate how it all happened to his Gamma, who still wasn’t pleased with the way things went in his absence. “I see. If I wasn’t busy during that battle, I bet your pet wouldn’t have stepped into this mansion. Count yourself lucky.”

She always put me in the friend-zone whenever I tried to take things further. I was deeply disappointed when I turned eighteen and realized that she was not my destined mate... Even my wolf remembers it and complains... Giving me a big headache! Anouk, my black wolf, is… Hum… how to put it in nice words… He's an acquired taste. You must know him to know that he is a great romantic, with a distinctive sense of humor, who speaks as if he were born in New Jersey.

Ronan tilted his head slightly, studying her like a puzzle he had already solved. It means, he said, “you’ve been surrounded by wolves who fear you.” His looks sharpened. “I don’t.” The words settled heavily between them. You should, Aria said quietly. Ronan leaned closer. Close enough that she could feel his breath. Fear is for those who don’t understand power, he said “And you” his looks dropped briefly to where her energy flickered faintly beneath her skin. “Are power.” Her breath caught. For a moment. Just a moment.

I turned slightly and saw the brown and grey wolves approaching. “Dionne,” Ronan said, nodding to the brown one. “That’s the female. Calm but bloody. Don’t let that serenity fool you.” Then his eyes drifted to the grey wolf. “And Dixon—the silent killer.” He straightened up and turned toward me, taking my hand again. “They’re my pets,” he said simply. Like he was talking about puppies or goldfish, not bloodthirsty, supernatural beasts that nearly made me pee myself.

I thought maybe my mate just wasn't close by yet, that fate would bring us together when the time was right. I waited through nineteen, then twenty, then twenty-one. Now I am twenty-two and still completely alone. Catherine had found her mate the day she turned eighteen. They'd locked eyes across a crowded room and both knew instantly. But here I was, four years later, with nothing. Maybe I didn't have a mate. Maybe I was one of those unlucky wolves who was destined to be alone forever. Maybe I'd waited long enough and it was time to accept reality. "I'll just go," I said firmly, avoiding his question entirely. "When do we need to tell them someone is coming?"

This was need. She followed him inside the café. She sat down and watched. Selene came back the next day. And the next. She tried to tell herself it was just boredom. Just... curiosity. But it wasn’t. Every part of her — wolf and woman — wanted him. Not to kill. Not to eat. Not even to fuck. Not only to fuck. To possess.

ZENDAYA We were all sitting at the dining table, celebrating the unlocking of my wolf. I was ready to be a Luna to black moon pack and Xander's mother was particularly happy. She was all over me, praising my beauty. She apologized for being mean to me earlier saying it was only because I had no wolf and they didn't want their son to make a Wolfless girl his Luna. According to her, they've worked so hard to make their pack what it was today. So they do not need a weakling to stand behind their mate.

As I closed the distance, the smell of decay blew my way, and I felt the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. Whoever was on our land was close. Just as I was about to grab Maddie, a scrawny and sickly wolf skidded around the house, foam dripping from its muzzle. My eyes burned as I felt my beast come forward, needing to protect our baby. Maddie stumbled with surprise as I jumped over her head, shifting mid-air into my wolf and colliding with the rogue. I could hear her crying behind me as I bit and clawed at the intruder.