Novel & Cerita Roxanne Wolf And Glamrock Chica

## Axella's P.O.V. "Wow, Mommy, you look beautiful!" Lily's excited voice filled the room as I turned to face her. "Mommy has always been pretty," Daniel piped up, adding, "She's an angel." My heart swelled with love. These two precious children were my everything. I fought back tears as I pulled them both into a tight hug. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine this day would come. Axella Wayne, the wolfless girl from the Diamond Pack, the unwanted child of the Prime minister, getting married. Here I stood, in a breathtaking wedding dress, flanked by my handsome angels in their tuxedos, ready to walk down the aisle with Jerome, the kind and caring alpha who loved me unconditionally.

She came with an older man who had gray hair and a young woman who seemed just out of college. Chloe, Roxanne said softly, her voice trembling as she looked at her granddaughter. You look just like her… like Clarissa. Chloe’s body tensed up. Michelle gently placed a reassuring hand on her back. Roxanne moved closer and took out an old leather album. She opened it to show photos—black and white pictures of a young woman with curly hair and a playful smile. It was Clarissa.

I started to poke Romy wanting to know what was up, and why is he growling as well, he just kissed my finger calming down right away from me. When we got to the restaurant, the valet opened the door for us and we all walked in, as two couples, we got seated on our table and then the waiter came in and asked if we want any drinks, I knew this restaurant, we always come to, it's one that serves the vampires, humans, and wolves. "We'd have three blood orange mimosa, and one mimosa," he says ordering the drinks for us, a blood orange, code word for real blood and champagne, no real orange involved in the mimosa.

The wolf turned his head to look towards the small petite figure of Rebecca. "Mate!" She heard it in her head. A smile came upon her face. "I am Dark, I meet with Moon. She is so beautiful. I love my mate! What is your name?" She heard its growling whispers in her head. "My name is Rebecca." She whispered back. "You are mesmerising!" Rebecca felt as if its words are putting ice on her burning. She smiled. "Dark, we are in the middle of a fight, concentrate." Rebecca heard Crysler's stony voice. She came out from the daze. She saw Wolf Alpha circling Crysler's wolf. It bearing its teeth and its claws dig in the ground.

Griff swaggered in, wearing a pair of jeans and holding two bottles. My wolf scrambled to her feet, having forgotten about our plan to play hard to get. My pulse still hadn’t calmed from my encounter with the blackmailing twerp, and I didn’t have the heart to tell her to stop salivating over Griff’s wolf. Thankfully, the cacophony of Hellhounds drowned out the sounds of anxiety. “How’s my girl doing, Rocco?” he asked with a broad grin. “She’s a natural,” the kennel master answered. Griff’s amber eyes locked into mine. “I brought you sarsaparilla cider.”

She was beautiful even in her wolf form. I couldn't get my eyes off her as her wolf was signaling me to move from there. I slowly stepped aside from there and stayed like a death in the corner of the room and watched her. Both of Jake and Debra's wolf was circling in the room deliberately, gawking their eyes in anger. Debra growls as she attempts her first assault on him and lunges over him, her jaws trying to bite him and her claws attempting to tear him off. I had never seen her fight and she was never violent like this before. I got chills in my hands as I saw her showing off her rebelling moves. But she was a she-wolf and she might not stand him for long.

Jack and Slate had three amongst them, leaving one for Alyson to battle on her own. Everly didn’t like staying back watching her friends fight, especially since the wolf Alyson was matched up against was much bigger than her. It was a male, and he had gray fur and amber-colored eyes that almost seemed to glow. Everly wanted to go and help her friend before she got hurt.

I gasped at my reflection when I looked at the mirror by the sink. There was a mark on my collarbone like a tattoo. It was the shape of a wolf with a crescent moon. Below it were the letters K and X, with a heart in the middle. It was lovely. I touched it and felt myself shudder. He placed me on the bathtub and joined me. While he was putting conditioner on my hair, I turned to him. "Xanthe loves you, Killy..." I whispered. He looked so happy and proud, he grabbed my head and smashed our lips together.

Her and Marsey would get along really well. The girl laughed and rolled her eyes at the door. She shook her head and turned back to me. “Nice to meet you, Emma. I’m Gloria,” she said. “Nice to meet you too, Gloria. Would you mind if I met your wolf right now?” I asked. She looked a little surprised that I asked. She smiled and nodded her head. A light blue ring flashed, signifying her wolf. “Hi there. I’m Emma. What’s your name?” I asked holding my hand out to her.

Oh, Reid! I love you so much! Let's run away together, create our own flock and give birth to a bunch of wolf cubs! - I portrayed her, of course, in a squeaky voice. - Claire, my soul, I would be glad, but here's an ambush, I bit the other one, looking at the night, - oh, how it turned out in my verses, of course, in a rough bass.