Roxanne Wolf Fnaf Novels & Stories

"Do you think my wolf will always look like that?" She looked down and shook her head. She then looked back up and said, "Honestly, Gigi, I'm not sure. But I would assume so. It seems that your wolf has become permanently disfigured. Otherwise, she would have healed herself by now, and it doesn't seem there's anything to heal." I nodded, taking a deep breath. After a beat, Dr. Luna asked, "Anything other questions?" "With my organs exposed like that, does that mean my wolf is more vulnerable?"

I yelped, grabbing my head as the pulsing ache behind my eyes returned. He rushed to my side and pushed me back down onto the bed. "You shouldn't move much, your body has been through a lot," he said. "Who are you?" I rasped. "Xavier Harke. What's your name little wolf?" he asked and I suddenly remembered everything that had happened before I blacked out. "Roxanne," I muttered sheepishly. He grinned. "Welcome to the Night Pack, Roxanne."

~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.

“Anna! Etta!” She is running through the corridors, trying to find them. Suddenly, she sees a familiar light brown wolf rushing past her followed by an ash colored wolf. They are large in size and the ash colored wolf has a scar on her back. Strong and proud, it emits the aura of a fierce warrior. The brown colored wolf is more elegant and graceful but possesses a quiet dignity. She is carrying someone on her back: Alexei. Before Roseanne can call out, someone grabs her from the back and clasps her mouth with a cloth. A strange smell hits Roseanne which she instantly recognizes as the milk of poppy. Her senses blur and she begins to fall unconscious.

I turned slightly and saw the brown and grey wolves approaching. “Dionne,” Ronan said, nodding to the brown one. “That’s the female. Calm but bloody. Don’t let that serenity fool you.” Then his eyes drifted to the grey wolf. “And Dixon—the silent killer.” He straightened up and turned toward me, taking my hand again. “They’re my pets,” he said simply. Like he was talking about puppies or goldfish, not bloodthirsty, supernatural beasts that nearly made me pee myself.

The she-wolf got up not so briskly, spending precious seconds on it. Howl. And a new player on the field. New enemy or help? Dark gray skinned, it bristled and snarled before attacking. A jump - and now he repels the wolf from the she-wolf. He jumped to his feet and grappled with a new opponent. When the she-wolf pounced from behind, he released the first wolf and threw her aside. My two defenders again prepared to attack, but the stranger, bristling, retreated, and while there was an opportunity, he disappeared into the forest. He did not fight against two werewolves.

Takes more than that to stop something this big. Luna throws one of her stones. Not at the wolf. At the ground near its feet. Stone explodes in bright white light. Wolf howls and stumbles backward. Claws at its eyes. "It don't like the light," she calls out. "Got any more of those stones?" "Few more. But they won't last long." Ronan's still on the wolf's back but he's slipping. Blood making his hands slick. Wolf starts rolling. Trying to crush him.

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

"Hello Axl. Nice to meet you" What is going on? Who was she? "Who...who are you?" I asked again. She laughed. "You don't need to be scared of me. I am Jenson. Your wolf. I am a part of you now and I am going to be with you from now on" I was excited when I heard this. I had heard stories of people and their mates and how they were best friends sometimes. Jenny always told me about them and I thought that it was something I was never going to have in my life.

I answered, then frowned when Roxanne rushed ahead, turning into her wolf and slamming against the shield. As a mate, she was very worried, but deep down, I was sure she knew he was capable of fighting them all by himself. His lycan's build was above an Alpha queen, and his aura was very intimidating. The white, silky fur was smeared with blood, and so was his mouth, which had blood dripping from it. Roxanne took a step back and slammed into the shield, making it shake as a small crack appeared. "It's like glass," Whitney whispered, then looked at me with a smirk.