Roxanne Wolf Fanfic Novels & Stories

Cole nodded, his eyes never leaving Karen's sleeping face. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Karen snuggled close to her wolf. He was always there for her, always making her feel good. He was laying on his side breathing in an even rhythm with hers. Her head was on his chest. She reached a hand to stroke his soft fur. She could hear a pleasurable grumble from him and grinned to herself. She kept petting him slowly, and turned over, facing his stomach now. She could see the pink tip of his cock poking out as it hardened. She wondered. She leaned forward and flicked out her tongue at the tip. Her wolf gave a short growl. She gently took his prepuce in her hand and pulled it back, showing more of his cock, h

But then his lips crashed against hers in a searing, passionate kiss that left Scarlet reeling. She wanted to push him away, to maintain some semblance of control, but her wolf wouldn't let her. It craved him, yearned to be one with him, to feel his skin against hers. The kiss grew more urgent, more demanding, as Ronan's hands roamed her body, pulling at her clothes impatiently. He was like a man possessed, his wolf driving him to claim what was his. And Scarlet, despite her better judgment, found herself responding in kind, her own hands fisting in Ronan's hair as she pulled him closer.

She turned away quickly, pretending she hadn’t just been ogling me. We went outside and split up, shifting behind the bushes. I shifted into Ronan, his midnight-black fur shimmered under the sunlight. He was massive, and I only hoped he wouldn’t intimidate her wolf. Then she stepped out, and I froze. The most stunning wolf I had ever seen—rusty brown fur, green eyes that gleamed like stars. No fear in her gaze, only admiration and love. She leapt, licking Ronan’s nose, and he lowered his head, pressing his forehead to hers before licking her snout.

The moment I stepped into the hallway, my entire body froze, and I felt my wolf growling inside me in anger. "Fight back, Cassandra. We have to protect him; that woman wants to harm our mate. That man would give his life for you, and we must protect him at all costs!" Roxy’s voice echoed powerfully in my mind, and I had to hold myself back from going back into that room and sinking my teeth into Luna Katy’s neck in rage for threatening our mate. I felt our bond growing stronger every day. Even though I’d managed to break the spell and my wolf could recognize him as her mate, Xavier seemed unrecognizable, and his wolf still hadn’t claimed me as his true mate, chosen by the Moon Goddess.

All his romantic interest vanishes in a single second. "Master Ronan, does your wolf completely dislike my presence?" Nyra asks, his face turning super sour as tears pool in his eyes. "Why does your mouth always single me out for attacks? Did Azel say something nasty about my character to your wolf in secret?" Ronan glances down at him like he is looking at a strange mountain bug. "Your wolf is not made of pure solid gold, little omega. Why should my heart have a special fondness for your scent? Besides, it is completely inappropriate for a modern alpha and omega from rival packs to stand too close on a live broadcast. My wolf doesn't want to start any stupid network scandals. Enjoy your ama

Cynthia chuckled at my shocked expression, “Would you like to tell her, Roxanne? Or should I do the honors?” Roxanne gave a small bow, “Whichever pleases my lady.” I flinched at her words. My lady. That’s when I saw it—the small smile tugging at Roxanne’s lips. I felt sick. “What happened to you?” My voice cracked. “You were my best friend. Why?” Roxanne finally met my gaze, but there was no guilt—just calm acceptance. “I was tired,” she admitted. “Tired of always defending you, tired of being the only one standing beside a wolf-less omega. No one wanted me. But now? Now, I am respected. I am Luna Cynthia’s personal maid. Do you know what that means?”

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.

Sprinting past Mark, I shove open the office door and head straight for the parking lot… Then a voice stops me. "Alpha Daniel! Help!" I skid to a halt. Roxanne stands near the shadows of the office building, clutching her chest. Her face is pale, eyes wide with fear. She staggers forward, collapsing near my feet. My wolf snarls. ‘Forget her. Get to Hannah.’ But she gasps again, her breath coming in ragged bursts. "My… heart," she whispers. "Can't… breathe." Damn it. My hands ball into fists. I know what I should do—leave her here, and call someone else to help—but Roxanne isn’t from my pack. If something happens to her, her Alpha and family could accuse me of negligence and I can’t afford th

He might not have been my age, but he was still pushing 200 and he had some of the finest control of his wolf that I’ve ever seen. And yet he nearly lost control with me pinned in between him and the wall. Figures. Before we even knew it, we’d pulled up outside the pack house of the local wolves. The current alpha and luna were outside waiting to meet us. “Ophelia, this is an unexpected visit.” I could feel the power in Edward’s voice as he spoke. Anyone else would have been forced to submit to that power, but the open secret was that my unique genetics meant I was much stronger than him, but had absolutely no desire to challenge him for his position. He knew I’d win if I did make the challe

Ronan's POV I closed my eyes shut when the wolf's bane hit in my face and my face started to grow hot as it burned through my skin. I realized that the girl I was pining over just sprayed the wolf's bane in my face and fled away from the scene. I tried so hard to ignore her but instead I seemed more drawn towards her. I don't even care about the fact that she just slapped me right now and sprayed me with that burning shit. All I seem to care about is her fresh and foremost scent which is driving me nuts.