Roxanne Wolf Fnaf Novels & Stories

“Yes, exactly. That represents my live tape.” “Seraphine,” Ronan cut in, his voice dropping into a distinct lower frequency that carried a clear tactical warning. The female wolf either missed the warning parameter or consciously decided to override the boundary. “The name is Seraphine Thornridge.” Thankfully, she didn't attempt to execute a formal hand-shake protocol, given that my fingers were currently balancing both a breakfast basin and a heavy protein muffin. “Seraphine.”

But it didn’t matter. The damage was already done. And that was when the air changed. Cold. Sharp. Different. A slow clap echoed from the shadows. “Well, this is disappointing.” Aria’s head snapped up. A figure stepped forward. Not Shadowfang. Not familiar. But powerful. Dangerous. Ronan. His eyes gleamed with interest as he took in the scene, the fallen wolves, the cracked earth, and Aria standing at the center of it all. “So this is the hybrid everyone’s afraid of,” he said.

"What do we have here?" "A little lost puppy?" An elderly wolf sprang from the mist, its fur gray and unkempt. One milky eye examined me, while the other, bright blue, radiated intellect. "I-I'm not lost," I said. "I am looking for a ghost orchid." The old wolf's good eye grew wider. "Are you now? What would a little wolf like you want from such a hazardous flower?" I straightened my spine. "I am Luna from the Blackmoon pack.

Ronan shrugged. “I haven't declared war yet but it’s coming. They should know the big bad wolf is here and it's coming from everything they have.” He grinned, kicking the body of the fallen guard. He watched the body roll down the hill further into Cross river’s territory. “Red Woods will be ours once more and then all the packs.” Knox grinned looking out. “Mallory Renee Lynn!” Nora screamed rounding the corner of the hall. “Mallory!” She yelled, becoming frustrated.

As I turned to look at Lorne, wondering if he'd tell her, Cole ran past me in a blur of movement, knocking Jo to the ground just as the bedroom door was knocked off its hinges and fell to the floor with a heavy thud, and a golden wolf with bright green eyes ran past us and down the stairs. "Aurora?" I whispered in shock, not fully believing that was the girl I knew, but knowing that it really was. "That's Natasha. Rory's wolf," Falco answered from the doorway right before he shifted into his dark, blood-red wolf with wings and took off after his mate.

Rebel pulls Aiden aside, “Nyx, do you want to go for a run? Roxie would love to get to know you too. I can have Austin join us.” “The more the merrier. Thank you for accepting me.” “What’s not to accept? You are gorgeous. I want to see you run!” Rebel and Austin both pull a shift. They are both black wolves, but Rebel has red highlights in her fur. I remember she said her wolf is named Roxie and Tio said Austin’s wolf was named Cronos. Nyx looks at Aiden, “Coming babe?” “Always.” He looked at everyone else, “Anyone who can and wants to come, shift and let’s go.”

Emerging from the misted darkness, muscles rippling under his dark black coat, was a massive wolf with familiar cold, violet, furious eyes. Ronan. His wolf form stood tall, blocking my path, the raw fury in his gaze making me hold my breath. He found me.

Rebel pulls Aiden aside, “Nyx, do you want to go for a run? Roxie would love to get to know you too. I can have Austin join us.” “The more the merrier. Thank you for accepting me.” “What’s not to accept? You are gorgeous. I want to see you run!” Rebel and Austin both pull a shift. They are both black wolves, but Rebel has red highlights in her fur. I remember she said her wolf is named Roxie and Tio said Austin’s wolf was named Cronos. Nyx looks at Aiden, “Coming babe?” “Always.” He looked at everyone else, “Anyone who can and wants to come, shift and let’s go.”

Ronan didn’t hesitate. His body cracked and bent, the shift overtaking him in one fluid, violent motion. His skin split open like a second birth, revealing the beast beneath—taller than any normal wolf, monstrous and terrifying with fur black as midnight, hooked claws, demon horns, and glowing eyes that promised death. His roar shattered the forest. The first rogue sprinted straight at him, thinking brute force would be enough. It wasn’t. Ronan met him mid-leap, caught his skull between his jaws, and crushed it like an overripe melon. Blood sprayed across the snow in a thick arc as he tossed the corpse aside with a flick of his neck.

Why was Roxan in the cottage though? She quickly hid behind the nearest tree and held her breath. Her heart pounded against her ribs so hard that she was scared that it would give her away. She focused on taking deep breaths to normalize her heartbeat. “A girl is unconscious outside the cottage?” Roxan’s voice sounded. “Yes, Alpha. She said that she is the Luna of the Wisdom pack.” “Woot, woot! Why didn’t you tell that earlier? Quick, take me to her. If we have her, winning this battle will be a piece of cake for me. Well done Droso! Well done.” Roxan clapped his back and they both went outside.