Roxanne Wolf Room Novels & Stories

Looking around he was grateful the Omegas had kept up their cleaning schedule despite his erratic behavior. "Is this your room Cole?" She spoke quietly as she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand and looked around. She liked this room. It reminded her of him. In fact, she loved this room. A leather chair in the corner, a bronze sculpture of a wolf on the dresser, and a portrait of a chocolate brown wolf on the wall. She stared at it. It looked familiar some how. And then it dawned on her. It looked exactly like the wolf in her dreams. It even had green eyes. It had Cole's eyes!

A place to retreat if things get overwhelming. Oakley nudges me lightly. “See? They’re civilized.” I snort. “Give it time.” Lenox chuckles behind us. “She’s not wrong.” We climb the stairs, and the scents shift again—less crowded, more personal. Bedrooms. Living spaces. Wolves who spend most of their time here. My wolf takes it all in, sorting through the layers. Colton stops at a door near the end of the hall. He turns the handle and steps aside, letting me enter first.

"Wonderful. They don't look solid, though. I mean, Alex was able to escape their clutches. she muttered, stuffing the mouse into her coat pocket. The tallest wolf stared at her for a moment, appreciating the newcomers, then led the other two straight into the woods. We exited the logging path onto a cobbled path that led to huge oak gates set into the house's stone facade. I pushed open the door and invited my unwanted guests inside. Corridors run from the entrance to both wings of the house. His bedroom was in one wing, the living rooms and unused rooms in the other. A wide, half-winged oak staircase descends to the large, high-ceilinged main room. His eyes fell on the computer on his desk.

One of the pillows had even torn apart, feathers still scattered around the bed. The room truly looked as though a storm had passed through it. Roxanne followed their gazes before immediately covering her face with both hands. She truly wanted to disappear right now. Orla cleared her throat awkwardly before speaking carefully, “Your Highness… please prepare yourself first. We’ll clean the room.” Roxanne could only nod faintly while her face continued burning red. Roxanne slowly sank deeper into the large bath filled with warm water. Thin steam filled the spacious bathing room while the soft floral scent of bath oils gradually helped calm the exhaustion that had weighed heavily on her body ev

To his right were the boilers, near them was the central air units and to his left was the control panel that allowed the maintenance workers to run various parts of the prison and view what was going on. The one thing Bohdan didn’t see was a sign that said, “Tunnel this way.” Cara began to struggle as she woke from her carbon monoxide induced sleep. Bohdan laid her on the concrete floor and walked around the room looking for anything that would lead him to the tunnel entrance. Then he heard voices. The voices of Rancid and Isaac speaking to each other. The room Bohdan was in was huge; it was two stories high and around fifty feet long with huge windows that let in plenty of light to see. It

Chapter 86 Lucien Thorne ~•~ “If both of you are so in love, I hope she has told you the truth about her wolf.” “Wolf? What is the truth?” I muttered. “Ask your girlfriend.” Chloe scoffed bitterly. I turned to Halle. She looked like all the color had drained from her face. Her eyes darted between me and her sister. “What is she talking about?” My voice was low but sharp with confusion. “Are you hiding something from me?”

asked Jonathan, who had just emerged from the room next to the balcony. "Of course, my sunshine," Noreen said, approaching her son. "Which room do you want? We have three here." "There," Jonathan said, pointing to the room on the right. "There's a painting of a large, silver-furred wolf there. I really like it." "Oh, doesn't that scare you?" Noreen asked. "No. The wolf has the same color eyes as me, so I'm not afraid," Jonathan replied. "You'll like it, too."

An ordinary wolf takes nearly a day to wake up after being cuffed with silver, ranked wolves take a few hours at least. I took a few long strides to the door in the far corner of the room. I opened the door and stepped inside. The room was nearly bare. No gap. No opening. It’s nothing but a concrete box with a simple hole attached to the floor to relieve yourself and a shower overhead. A thick layer of dust sits on the substandard-sized wash basin just a step ahead of the bathroom door.

The room suddenly felt colder. Far colder. Kael’s warning echoed through her mind. Rogue sightings near the eastern forest. No. No, rogues could not possibly enter the Alpha’s wing. That was impossible. Right? Lena lowered her voice immediately. “…Should I scream?” Aurora swallowed. “…Maybe.” The figure behind the curtains moved again. Closer this time. Then a low growl echoed through the room. Lena screamed instantly. Aurora nearly screamed too. The curtains suddenly flew open and a massive black wolf launched into the room.

Most wolves avoided that side of the pack house because important guests stayed there. Including Alpha Zayden. I quietly carried fresh towels down the dim hallway while trying not to panic. The guards outside the largest room barely glanced at me before allowing me through. The room looked nothing like the rest of the Red Claw Pack. It had dark furniture,large windows,and expensive wolf pelts across the floor. The scent of rain and cedar filled the air. I quickly placed the towels down. Then a deep voice suddenly came from behind me. “You tremble constantly.” I spun around and nearly fell.