Roxanne Wolf Sus Novels & Stories

“Wait-” Roseanne is about to run after the omega when a large creature jumps in front of her. She is about to shout but the wolf’s paw grabs her mouth, stopping her from screaming. It pushes her against the hard wall, holding her captive. She struggles to be freed from its clutches. The wolf has a disgusting stench which is a mixture of onions and bad cabbage. Its mouth is drooling, the sharp canines eager to bite into her. “You are unmarked!” It growls. “Even better…My Lucy…you killed her!”

But then it wasn’t like there was someplace for a run all this while too right… Without knowing, we had covered all the distance I had walked away from the house and Roxanne stopped as soon as she stopped in front of Giveon’s huge villa. “He can see us, he would bring a change of clothes for you,” Roxanne said and I was surprised. “If you let us run like this for a while more, you would feel all of it, for now, I’m still a separate entity from you just like how it is when a wolf is just awakened,” she explained and this time I was certain I was going to try this again.

He knew what she was doing and he wouldn’t fall for it. As he continued fighting seeing he was winning, Veyra injured sent another signal. A massive rogue wolf approached not long after with blood drooling all over his fur, The Rocue was as Big as an Alpha wolf but hoi sfur was black with spots of rot but strangely it looked health.

D******d the document. Wearing a white casual sweater, short black hair, and a warm face with a bright smile, he was on the phone. I have no interest in any other handsome wolf, and I don’t chase male celebrities. I even hate wolves who take the initiative to strike up a conversation, but it’s this face and this slender figure that make my heart beat so much. “Hello, I’m Suzan. Luna asked me to find a wolf named Shawn Romano and get some information.” When he looked at me, his smiling face softened a little, and his eyes became a little pale.

Sprinting past Mark, I shove open the office door and head straight for the parking lot… Then a voice stops me. "Alpha Daniel! Help!" I skid to a halt. Roxanne stands near the shadows of the office building, clutching her chest. Her face is pale, eyes wide with fear. She staggers forward, collapsing near my feet. My wolf snarls. ‘Forget her. Get to Hannah.’ But she gasps again, her breath coming in ragged bursts. "My… heart," she whispers. "Can't… breathe." Damn it. My hands ball into fists. I know what I should do—leave her here, and call someone else to help—but Roxanne isn’t from my pack. If something happens to her, her Alpha and family could accuse me of negligence and I can’t afford th

They had come together to rescue me? “We can have introductions later. First, I think we should decide what to do with the remaining wolves of this rogue pack. And that includes Sno.” “I say we kill that bitch.” Wolfe grunted but my eyes went to Onyx as I took a step to her grabbing her hands and pulling her into a kiss for all to see, making her gasp.

But I didn’t hide it and just kissed her head. “I’m not a possession but only you that I allowed.” My heart was overjoyed when I heard her permission, but my omega interjected. “Okay, please stop flirting and help my mate, please,” Sue, my omega and servant at the pack house, politely pleads. “Right this way.” Roxanne smiled genuinely at them and entered the cabin, which I followed. Roxanne let her patient take a seat and prepared a syringe with a chemical that she had been working on lately. I could smell silver in them, but I was curious how she could make it non-lethal for werewolves.

Scratch that. Apparently I could do this. I needed it too. Which wasn’t like me, but something seemed to be very, very different today. No idea what, but something was definitely there. As my back hit the wall, my wolf snarled, she didn’t want to be backed into a corner. She wanted to be in charge. Feeling my wolf perk up, Luke’s eyes widened. She was pawing at the ground, urging me to go for it.

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