Roxanne Wolf Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Warning: This scene features intense, explicit violence including torture, mutilation, disembowelment, and brutal killing. Ronan's possessive rage is shown in its rawest form. Not suitable for readers who are uncomfortable with dark, visceral content. ~ RONAN ~ The stench of two rogue wolves fills our noses as we race toward it, Kael growling furiously inside me. Even from this distance, I can feel their fear. Absolute fuckers, the bastards should have thought about that before they laid a hand on what belongs to me.

At least seducing Alexander to save her pack was her decision. Mae set down her pen, forcing a smile as her eyes traveled across the table and landed on the alpha wolf headed toward them. Alexander Caron was a massive, muscled wall of a Canadian packmaster from a few hours north of Wolf Pack Run, and the man who could save them all, according to her brother.

she said, almost sounding disappointed as she left through the doorway. He let himself breathe out as if he was holding his breath the entire time. (Deonna) As the workday neared an end, the sun began setting off in the distance. I couldn’t remember the last time I was able to turn into a wolf. Allowing my dark fur to break free and run wild through the woods. Hunting until my heart’s content; biting into the toughest, yet most delicious, flesh. My mouth was watering just thinking about it. I knew my inner wolf missed being set free and I didn’t blame her. I missed allowing her free. Then again, if she were to come free, she would probably go straight to Marlon. She’s been acting strange lat

The girl next to me extended her hand and said, "Hi! My name is Luna, and I'm a member of the Lost Pride pack. It's a pleasure to meet you." A werewolf again? I already hate this school. "I'm sorry, I have OCD." She drew her hand back with a concerned expression on her face. Mr Gonzalo began, "I hope you all finished the assignment I assigned you yesterday and..." Werewolves irritate me! They irritate me to no end! Why did dad enrol me in this school? Didn't he know that I asked to a human-only school? I'm getting nauseated just thinking about sitting among the werewolves!

I heard my wolf groan inside my head, and I felt my canines beginning to surface. However, what happened next caught me off guard. She pushed me away, wiping her lips with the back of her hand as she stared at me with hatred and disgust. My body stiffened as her beautiful eyes looked at me with slight confusion but were now consumed with nothing but pain and anger. I felt my wolf become cold all of a sudden. "W-what do you think you're doing!" She hissed, I must be crazy but I found her voice sexy and it was turning me on. But this was not the right time to think about that.

RONA'S POV The moment I entered my room, I quickly locked the door and collapsed on my bed, shivering with sweat all over my body. Why was this happening more and more often? My wolf even flared up before everyone around. Letting my aura seep out would get me killed instantly. No, this won't do. I need to kill Richard immediately before my cover is blown. That's right, quickly taking revenge and escaping from this hellhole before they realize it is the only way I can stay safe.

Scratch that. Apparently I could do this. I needed it too. Which wasn’t like me, but something seemed to be very, very different today. No idea what, but something was definitely there. As my back hit the wall, my wolf snarled, she didn’t want to be backed into a corner. She wanted to be in charge. Feeling my wolf perk up, Luke’s eyes widened. She was pawing at the ground, urging me to go for it.

Rourke demanded. Dominic growled deep in his throat in warning, but Aria barked back at his clear accusation. "Excuse me? But so far there is only one wolf here that has inappropriately licked my marking point...I don't think you have any right to question me here?" Rourke reeled back in shock as Dominic laughed, putting his arm around her shoulders. "My little savage has spoken...nothing inappropriate is going on, we know the rules. Do you?" Drexel basked in the fact that Aria had just lied in defense of him, she was clearly in a daze of his pheremones.

If I had fucked my breeder as I normally would, she'd have lost consciousness in the middle of the act and I would not have stopped until it was morning, until I was satisfied with it. But that wasn't the main problem, going carefully didn't shock me as much as what I tried to do. What I had done. I, Xavier, a man who'd never lost control almost did that day. I had almost marked her. A mere breeder! Fuck, the words tasted bitter in my mouth. How could I have lost control like that? To almost mark a worthless wolf? I had never even really enjoyed sex in the past, as I only did it to punish she-wolves, but that day, I did, and I almost made a terrible mistake.

"No one sent me. I ran. You saw me! I was half-dead!" "Or very good at playing the part." I was in front of her now, so close I could feel the heat from her body. Her scent, that intoxicating mix of fear and arousal wrapped around me. The little bitch was turned on by this. I shook my head, shaking it off. There were more important things than her arousal right now. My wolf stirred, wanting to believe her. I shoved it down. "A White Wolf. Our fated mate. It's a lovely story. It's the kind of story a clever spy would tell our Sage to tell us. Or manipulate yourself to be a White Wolf.” Tears welled in her eyes. "It's the truth."