Roxanne Wolf Fnaf Security Breach Novels & Stories

She shrugged nonchalantly with a sardonic shake of her head, "Well, then you'd be right. I tracked you here because I had important news but it seems like I'm interrupting your staring contest with a heap of sand. I'll just come back later." Saint made a move to leave when a guttural growl made her pause. "What is it that you need to tell me, Saint?" My alpha tone leaked into the words without much effort, making it difficult to not obey me. She turned back to face me with an impish grin, "Oh, I just wanted to tell you that the wolf working on the security cameras completed the job. Not only did he wipe your presence from the building, he hacked into all four of their emails and sent in thei

He tapped his wrist, and a pale blue hologram projected into the air. "First, the door log from the fire has been restored." He pointed at a line of red code. "The data shows that the master bedroom door was locked by an Alpha-level override." Silence fell over the room. Highest authority. Only one person in the entire territory had it. The Alpha. Ronan's breath caught, his pupils shaking. The Enforcer swiped the screen to the next photo: the burned ruins of the bedroom. "Second, our scanners picked up a heavy scent of an unfamiliar wolf in the center of the ruins. The DNA matches a rogue werewolf with multiple murders on his hands. Extremely dangerous."

All I wanted was for Roxanne to respond to my voice. “Roxanne, wake up. You’re having a nightmare.” I tried to shake her but Roxanne was not giving me a sign of waking up. It was not reaching her. “ROXANNE!” I growled as my wolf tried to get out but I won’t let him. I wanted to make sure that my Luna was safe. “Please…wake me…” I heard Roxanne’s faint making my wolf calmed a little and let me handle this but still, Roxanne was not waking up.

"The survivors went into hiding after they were attacked. Now, their numbers are on the rise again." "You mean, I'm not the only one?" I asked, unable to believe what I was hearing. I had resolved myself to think that my people had been wiped out, and now to find out there were survivors was beyond my wildest hopes. A smile lit his lips as he shook his head. "No, you're not." "There was an Arctic wolf who came here and tried to kidnap Kalyssa a while back." Xander let out a deep breath. "I wonder if he was from The Skyefrost Pack, too."

A rogue male, smelling heavily of cheap moonshine and rot, had grabbed me by the back of my coat and dragged me into a dark alleyway behind an old tavern. Garrick called Ronan back instantly, his fingers shaking as he sent the video file over the secure network. "What is it, Garrick?" Ronan demanded, his voice thick with frustration. "We found her communicator on the dirt track, Alpha," Garrick whispered, looking down at the cracked screen in his hand. "There is wet wolf blood smeared across the glass." A suffocating silence hit the line before Ronan spat, "I am coming right now." He stood up from his chair in the hospital room, but Zanele reached out from her bed, clutching his thick sleeve

he said to Edna. "Twenty minutes ago," she said. "Garrett needed the secondary medical record for the perimeter wolf injuries. I was gone in less than eight minutes." "Eight minutes," Rowan said. "Yes," she said. "And the rotation wolf outside the door?" he said. "Was at his post," she said. "When I left and when I returned." "Which means whoever accessed this room came through the rotation wolf," Rowan said. "Or is the rotation wolf." Edna looked at him.

Six years of waiting for him, and he is sharing a fur bed with another wolf girl. I pull out my pocket talker fast. "Hello, Guard Alphas of Moonhaven Ridge?" I say into the talker. My voice shakes, but I make it loud. "There are rogues breaking pack laws in room 2202 at the Moonfang Fortress. They are using bad silver dust herbs. Come fast." Ten minutes later, the big iron wolf wagons slide to a stop outside the grand stone gate. Pack reporters with bright light boxes run out from the bushes. The guard alphas drag Ronan and the girl out into the bright light.

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.

“I’m fine.” Rowan gave me his best big-brother glare. “You are very clearly not.” “Look,” I snapped. “I’m dealing with it. Let’s focus on the fact that a whole political dynasty is coming for our heads because their favorite psychopath didn’t come home last night.” “That’s the thing,” Damon said. “The rumors aren’t just about Mara.” My brows shot up. “What else?” He hesitated. “Everything.” He lifted a tablet, scrolling. “Multiple reports of wolf sightings near town borders. Rumors of a black wolf - huge, dangerous, unknown. Some claim it was attacking Mara. Some claim it was protecting her. Some say it dragged her away. Some even think it kidnapped you.”

“That explains the disturbances.” “Not entirely,” Eamon said. A warning flashed across his screen. “There's another problem.” “Of course there is.” “Someone is accessing ArdentWolf's systems.” “Malachai?” “No.” “Then who?” Koa rotated the monitor toward me. There was no username. No location. No device signature. Nothing. Only three words. KEEPER ACCESS I stared at the screen. “I didn't log in.” “I know.” Another line appeared. HEALER ACCESS