Roxanne Wolf Fanart Novels & Stories

Roxanne wanted to feel what Kaizen felt; she wanted to feel a connection with the earth and nature since it was a natural habitat for a wolf. Roxie nearly laughed at how ridiculous she was being. She had only been in Blood Moon Pack for a month and she was already starting to believe their nonsense of her being a wolf.

I hear a growl slip out and then I wink at him and walk away. ‘THAT WAS GREAT REBEL! WE ARE GONNA DRIVE HIM WILD!’ Roxie shouts in my mind. ‘You think so Roxie? This is all so new to me.’ I ask her. ‘YES REBS! EVEN CRONOS IS PANTING!’ I laugh again and this time Lacy looks at me with an eyebrow raised. “My wolf loved what I did out there. Said that Austin’s wolf is panting too.” I told her. She started laughing again, “Yeah, he is! You are a total babe Rebel. Flaunt it!” she says encouragingly.

The crystal tattoo—hidden just below her collarbone—glowed. Her breath caught. Her bones started to shift. “No…” she gasped, her voice cracking, eyes widening. Her vision burned gold. Her fingers split, twisted, grew claws. Pain tore through her spine as her muscles rippled beneath her skin. Her bones cracked, not with weakness but with power awakening. Her scream morphed into a growl as white fur broke through her skin. The assassin raised his sword high—too slow. Seraphina rose, fully transformed. A massive white wolf—no, not just a wolf. A Lycan. Her fur shimmered like snow in moonlight, her eyes now glowing a fierce yellow.

I returned, caught up in the throbbing of the new bond pulsing between us. But before I could continue to ogle all those hard lines and ridges, perfectly carved V-lines and deliciously hard cocks the Goddess had gifted just for me, they closed in around me. I felt their hands everywhere, gliding affectionately through my fur. My wolf’s chest rumbled, a sound much more suggestive than I would have thought an animal capable of. “What’s your name, beautiful girl?” Cary’s wolf, Roan, asked through his human. “Raven. My name is Raven, mates.” She projected in their heads.

||Zander|| Raven’s wolf was beautiful. She stood tall at 12 feet and was radiating with power and grace. Her fur was unique, not like anything I had seen. It was black with hues of blue and green. Around her neck and ankle was a golden ring, which looked like just my Lycan fur. Her gold eyes beamed at me as her wolf leaned into me, muzzling the side of my face. " Our mate is special and her eyes are fucking beautiful. I can’t get enough of them, “ Axel rasped out in a dazed.

He knew what she was doing and he wouldn’t fall for it. As he continued fighting seeing he was winning, Veyra injured sent another signal. A massive rogue wolf approached not long after with blood drooling all over his fur, The Rocue was as Big as an Alpha wolf but hoi sfur was black with spots of rot but strangely it looked health.

"You seem braver, I will start with you first and let your friends watch," Roxanne strived to dissuade trepidation from ingesting her nerves but she couldn't help the emotion but she kept her brave front and even when her insides felt like they were being fried, she restrained herself from shrieking. "You are indeed a Luna, Roxanne but let's see how far you can maintain your brave front, nothing would give me more satisfaction than watch it crumbles," Yarkona asserted, increasing the afflict on the she-wolf and soon, Roxanne's screams were taking every part of the penitentiary.

But then it wasn’t like there was someplace for a run all this while too right… Without knowing, we had covered all the distance I had walked away from the house and Roxanne stopped as soon as she stopped in front of Giveon’s huge villa. “He can see us, he would bring a change of clothes for you,” Roxanne said and I was surprised. “If you let us run like this for a while more, you would feel all of it, for now, I’m still a separate entity from you just like how it is when a wolf is just awakened,” she explained and this time I was certain I was going to try this again.

“Wolf-name: Sera.” Cassia’s bracelet flared with sudden light. Behind the false Luna’s eyes, something pressed forward desperately. Maera whispered words too quiet to catch, but too many witnesses were watching now for whispers to save her. Mira closed one hand around her own wrist. Not to hide the mark, but to stay standing. The pack heard the impossible pairing. Mira Vale. Sera. The wolfless girl had a wolf-name in an old Moon Rite record. Galen’s voice lowered, but he did not stop.

~Amber’s POV~ ‘Mate.’ Roxanne’s voice filled with that same purr slammed into me with such deafening impact that it completely overwhelmed the understanding of what was happening to me, the knowledge she’d just sent flooding into my head seconds ago. I blinked, trying to push myself up to see the person responsible for the command that had torn through the night. Responsible for the heat rippling through me with a blinding intensity. All I caught was a blur—the biggest wolf I had ever seen with fur to match the darkness—tearing through the rogues in what felt like seconds. Claws. Teeth. Blood.