Roxanne Wolf Room Novels & Stories

I am such an animal! I left the room and headed to the basement. When I got there, I opened the door. I could smell her here, but not strong. I saw a door, and I went closer and opened it. Her soothing scent slapped me in the face. Strawberries. My wolf, Ryder, was whining at the smell. Her room, no, this is not a room. It consists of a small dirty bed and a small table. It is so dark here. I also saw a small bathroom. This is where she has been staying. My wolf started whining loudly.

My wolf wants me to fight but if I now show them how strong I am they might overwhelm me as I can’t be sure I would be able to take three at once. Grinding my teeth, I let them take me to Main Pack House. Rowan takes the lead into a big Room and its décor makes it look dark. Lots or dark red and black is used with some assets in gold. A big throne Chair is placed at the end of the room on a small pedestal.

But as I looked at him, I knew one thing for sure, my wolf has its soul back and I would kill anyone who tried to take it away from us. The ride to the penthouse was the longest one minute of my life. Ronan was dead weight on in my arms, his body trembling with the aftershocks of everything he had to endure. The elevator door hissed open revealing a room i had been secretly curating with the best things for Omegas. The jasmine flowers like his scent, the background speakers playing the slow beat of raindrops, the bookshelves empty for him to fill if he returns. I carried him across the threshold, but as his feet touched the plush carpet, he pushed away from me, stumbling as his legs are weak

The wolf was viewed as ferocious and relentless, and the bearer of their symbol was a deadly enemy to have. Moreover, the arrow in the design struck her as odd and had always confused her. Nevertheless, the arrow that was the weapon destined for avengement sliced through only the wolf and the moon. And she had always felt sorry for the wolf. A large, heavy-duty storage cabinet on wheels complete with tools was next to the doorframe, and Minnow could see parts of wheel prints running in front of the door. Minnow could hear a murmur of voices coming from inside the closed chamber. Although she put her ear against the cold steel and believed she was safe against the solid door, it shocked Minno

She hadn’t mucked stalls like that since she was a wolf pup, and her arms were feeling it something fierce. Gripping the massive door handle, she wrenched the door open and stepped inside. Immediately, she froze. Her stomach dropped and a wave of anxiety gripped her. The small dining room was no longer empty. Instead, Murtagh and four other male wolves dressed in ranch clothes sat around the table. Their Stetsons hung on pegs on a nearby wall, and they had mugs and bottles of beer in their hands as they pored over a game of poker. At the sight of her, the room fell so silent, she could have heard a piece of straw hit the marble floor.

I banged in the wall in an attempt to dodge his attacks of claws trying to scratch my body. And soon he started to strike me, a huge growl was heard from behind. As soon I saw another wolf in the room, my eyes were stuck at the wolf eyes, it was beautiful, sparkling sapphire-colored and it has a beautiful soft white fur. Noticing her eyes, I quickly glanced at the place where Debra was lying down. I was right, she had shifted and the other wolf in the room was her, my very first time to see her in her wolf. She was beautiful even in her wolf form.

Roxanne immediately knew the beast was highly sensitive and intelligent, from her hiding she slowly moved out of there and found a passage, she looked down the passage it was long with doors on left and right, she began crawling towards the end of the passage, half way down she looked back and saw the beast staring at her from a distance, she quickly got up and tried opening a door but it wouldn’t open, the beast began running towards her, she quickly tried another door and it opened, she ran in as the beast’s teeth was few inches away from her leg, she jams the door shut as the pit bull pounded fiercely on the door and barked angrily. Roxanne looked around the room she entered, it was just

It was dark, I didn't see any cracks of light. How long was I unconscious? I wondered. 'Are you still there?' I thought at my wolf. 'Yes, but I don't know how long we were out.' She replied. 'Do you know anything useful?' I asked her. 'That disgusting smell is the scent rogues.' I sniffed and instantly gagged. The air was heavy with a noxious odor of rotting meat, stagnant water and a sweaty musk. I heard laughter from a distance and heavy steps approaching. I decided I might be better off pretending to still be unconscious. I allowed my bruised body to slump to the floor. 'Good idea.' My wolf said. The voices grew louder as they approached the room I was in.

"Kaz, there's no need for this. A peaceful talk is what we need at this moment." An ominous growl accompanied by thundering steps filled the room. I gasped sharply as I shifted my eyes to the wolf that almost didn't fit the door's frame. The wolf's massive form filled the doorway, its fur a mix of silver and charcoal, glistening under the faint light that seeped through the windows. "Roan," I gasped his name. His eyes locked onto James, and a deep growl rumbled from his throat.

I grab the handle and turn it this way and that, telling myself that if it is locked then it will be a sign from the Goddess for me to end this madness here. But the door gives way when I push. I hold my breath and go forward. There are no lights in Mig's room. It's like ours; small, basically made of a huge bed and a chest in the corner to store belongings. But there are no braziers here, and the window is open letting in a freezing breeze and some snow. I notice all this very superficially, because my eyes only see the huge wolf standing by the window, looking at the sea outside. His body is naked to the waist.