Roxanne Wolf Room Novels & Stories

, Sasha questions me immediately I enter our room and my jaw drops to the ground. What the hell did she do to my room? She repainted it, from white to matte black. There is a drawing on the wall of my wolf form and her, our backs turned against each other. The bed is bigger, it is taking up most space in the room, black duvet and pillow case and white bed sheet. The TV is bigger and underneath it is a a home theater. There is white center table with drawers under it and leather circling it. There is a mini fridge at the corner of the room now.

Logan nodded,taking my hand and together we ran after Keanu through the hallway and then into a room that was three doors down from mine. It was rose pink with splashes of gold and cream,utterly feminine and as opulent as the rest of the house.I couldn't pay much attention to the decor though,seeing as there was a huge,growling black wolf scratching at Logan's fluffy floral patterned carpet and swirling it's head around as if it was trying desperately to sneeze. I saw an overturned decorative vase and a bowl of potpourri that was now in pieces but my attention was on the big,furious animal.

Raven gave the same reply as before even though she’s slowly not feeling well. Thankfully, Alpha Axel, Luna Savina, and Lorcan were there to help her handle most of the guests. “Good night Raven, see you tomorrow,” one of the friends that Raven made tonight hugged her before going up to their room. “Have a good rest in your rooms. All our rooms here are private, secured and all werewolf soundproof. You can do anything there in secret,” Alpha Axel announces proudly. It was Raven’s idea to make all the rooms extra special.

“Still. It’s late, and I… well, you can stay here. If you want.” Selene blinked. The words hit her faster than they should have. “Stay… here?” His cheeks turned faintly pink. “Yeah. I mean—it’s not like I have a guest room. Just the one bedroom. But I can take the couch, no big deal.” Her wolf instincts stirred, her pride bristling at the thought of him surrendering his bed when he already lived so simply. “Don’t be ridiculous. I’ll take the couch.” Lucas shook his head immediately. “No way. It’s lumpy. You’d hate it.”

Roger liked being able to access the front door quickly if there was an attack so it was the best place for it, or so he liked to think. His un-mated wolves were seen to a long building off the Western side of the pack house, kind of like university dorm style rooms, but it was just for two days. His wolves survive the accommodations they all had reversed cycle air conditioning, a large bed, small wardrobe and an en-suite bathroom. The room also contained a mini bar fridge with snacks and drinks in them, though no alcohol his wolves noted. He'd been outside with Gabby getting his luggage from his vehicle when Gabby had cleared his throat, nudge him and said "Hey Roger, look over there"

Garren's POV: "And off we go," I said softly after I had opened the door for Roxanne. She hesitated for a second before getting out. Her gaze was fixed on my mansion, as expected, and that made me smirk. The huge mansion ahead of us wasn't a typical mansion that everyone liked at first glance. First of all, it was painted black, and secondly, the door handle had a skeleton design. With her werewolf abilities, she was able to see the place clearly despite it being very late at night.

Neither of them wanted me here, they had made it very evident when I got locked up in my room. 'For my own protection' they had said. The ballroom had been transformed into something from a dream. I had never seen so many powerful wolves in one place. Alphas and their families, dressed in silks and jewels. Their power was terrifying, even from here. Crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling, casting light across hundreds of elegantly dressed wolves. White roses, Lucian's favorites, naturally filled the marble columns. The orchestra played on a raised dais and everybody moved so gracefully I felt instantly out of place.

I screamed after her, she hurried back thinking there was an emergency, "I think the door's locked." She chuckled, "why would the door be locked?" She asked and moved towards the door to push it open. It opened up in a second. "Wha- it didn't work for me." "The doors here are heavy for an average wolf, it's for protection. I think Lexus could help with it." She said, "Thanks." I said awkwardly and walked inside. The room was white, only a bedroom with a bathroom attached to it. And his scent was everywhere. It looked boring. Files were scattered on the desk and an open laptop was on the desk, its blue screen staring at me.

I gulped the water down, until she took the glass and gestured again for me to wait. “Where am I? Where am I?” I asked again, and she seemed uncomfortable. I sat up on the bed, gathering the strength returning to my body, grabbed the wolf by the shoulders, and growled: “This is the Dark Claws pack’s house?” She blinked and nodded quickly. I let go of her, realizing how fragile she was; female wolves weren’t supposed to be this fragile… I looked around, noticing I was in a spacious room, the walls painted light blue, without windows, with a dark wooden wardrobe, the bed I was on, and the door. Nothing else on the walls.

They were huddled together like guilty children whose hands were just caught in a jar. I would have laughed,but my situation is quiet unpredictable. There stood Alexander,at the center of the room. His presence filled the room like a storm.His silver hair gleamed under the light of the torch,and his piercing golden eyes swept over the room,burning with quiet fury,with most avoiding his eyes or shifting uneasily,before landing on me. “It's the second time you've broken your words little wolf.” His voice was low but carrying a weight that silenced the room. My eyes filled with tears,my guilt mingling with relief.