Roxanne Wolf Fanart Novels & Stories

The brutal loss of one's fated mate was not a trivial matter. He is Kincaid Stuart. Future Alpha of the High Moon pack of Scotland. Unlike many other wolves, he had found his mate very early. She was a sweet, soft-spoken girl called Roxanne. She was a healer wolf, who specialized in the traditional use of herbs. He wasn't alpha yet. He wasn't even up to 18 at that time, so they couldn't do much about their bond, which they had both accepted. They started to get to know each other and feelings budded.

“Wait-” Roseanne is about to run after the omega when a large creature jumps in front of her. She is about to shout but the wolf’s paw grabs her mouth, stopping her from screaming. It pushes her against the hard wall, holding her captive. She struggles to be freed from its clutches. The wolf has a disgusting stench which is a mixture of onions and bad cabbage. Its mouth is drooling, the sharp canines eager to bite into her. “You are unmarked!” It growls. “Even better…My Lucy…you killed her!”

He demanded. Bjorn snorted and shook his head as he straightened up, clearly his nostrils. "You!" He looked at Aria then glanced at Prime Evans who was also giving Aria a strange look. He looked back to Dean then to Frank. "She's an Omega Wolf, yes? Why is her scent so distinctly attractive to us?" Aria tensed in fear as she felt Dean tense up and move his body to block her from the Dragons. "What the hell are you saying?" He growled, demanding an answer. Prime Mathers stepped closer with concern.

“Why aren't you saying anything? She's enjoying it. See how her legs are trembling. My eyes travelled down to her shapely long legs. They would look so good, wrapped around our waist. “Stop,” Roxanne said, her voice an unsteady whisper. My eyes met hers, watching her expression. For a split second I thought she had hacked into my mind and listened to me and my wolf. “Stop what?” I asked. She'd look good underneath us but really perfect atop. I took in ragged breaths while Roxanne watched me with big and innocent eyes. Those eyes that I wanted to gaze into after I sink my canines into her spot and mark her.

Eclipse shouted in my mind. I wish there was a volume button to lower her tone in my head. "Or he just got hit by Karma in advance." "Oh! Shut up. He took the blow for you. Cut some slack, would you?" Eclipse retorted. I don't understand what is going on with my wolf. Why is everyone siding with Xavier? Is it because he looks adorable? "He's one big cinnamon roll." Eclipse cooed. Remind me to slap her when I shift into the wolf form.

[Rosalynd] “I’m not a wolf,” I argue. “My wolf, Conner, disagrees,” Axel counters. “He says he’s seen her, your wolf. He also says she is beautiful, by the way.” He blushes. “I think we are both eager to meet her.” “Don’t you think if I had a wolf all this time I would have known about it?” I suggest. “I mean, your wolf has a whole personality of his own. I would have noticed if a part of me was arguing with me as much as Conner argues with you.”

Where the silver half was molded to form a crescent moon, the gold created a perfectly round sun. Every time I slowed, too busy gawking at the elaborate artwork lining the walls, the wolf at Azrael’s side nudged me with its snout. First of all, the paintings moved. How could I not stop and stare? Second, the legends always said that Orion was the most powerful of the wolf gods, but it wasn’t until now that I actually believed it. It was oh so comforting that he also happened to have the worst attitude. When the wolf bumped me for the fourth time I grunted, “Can you tell your pet to stop pushing me along? Don’t let my perky ass fool you, I’m not cattle.”

## 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.

In all that, Turstin eyes were with this ideal creature of beauty. After a while, they concluded their discussions and Turstin headed back to the chambers prepared for him. He undressed for the night, picked up a book on the side table and began to read. The thought of the beautiful werewolf came creeping into play and Turstin started to smile. She had such a profound effect on him… Knock, Knock. His thoughts were snapped, and he stood up and walked to the door. “Sorren go and see…” he was slapped by the werewolf that took his breath.

I scanned the battlefield and saw a large black wolf being surrounded by about 10 enemy wolves. I could see that he was handling his own pretty well! I then saw a smaller black wolf about to make a sneak attack on the larger black wolf. I was confused at first but quickly realized that the large black wolf was Alpha Braxton and this smaller, scruffier looking wolf must have been another part of Zandicar's plan! I tried to warn Braxton, but before I could, I saw this majestic white wolf soar over everyone's heads and tackle the small black wolf. The white wolf slammed the small black wolf to the ground while Braxton's wolf finished dealing with the wolves in front of him. He then joined the w