Roxanne Wolf Voice Line Novels & Stories

His aura around us is like a storm, daring Knox to advance further. “This man will lay a hand on you. I promise you that…” But Knox didn’t stop. He was taking slow strides, and his head was tilting slightly as if he were studying Ronan with amused expressions. “How laughable,” Knox said, his voice filled with venom. “A wandering wolf dressed in stolen robes and calling himself as alpha. You call yourself her mate?” His silver mask glinted in the firelight. “You disgust me.” Ronan’s eyes burned with fury. His hands curled into fists, and his jaw tightened, the veins in his neck straining. His eyes were glowing golden as his wolf was trying to come out…

Rebel pulls Aiden aside, “Nyx, do you want to go for a run? Roxie would love to get to know you too. I can have Austin join us.” “The more the merrier. Thank you for accepting me.” “What’s not to accept? You are gorgeous. I want to see you run!” Rebel and Austin both pull a shift. They are both black wolves, but Rebel has red highlights in her fur. I remember she said her wolf is named Roxie and Tio said Austin’s wolf was named Cronos. Nyx looks at Aiden, “Coming babe?” “Always.” He looked at everyone else, “Anyone who can and wants to come, shift and let’s go.”

“Yes, exactly. That represents my live tape.” “Seraphine,” Ronan cut in, his voice dropping into a distinct lower frequency that carried a clear tactical warning. The female wolf either missed the warning parameter or consciously decided to override the boundary. “The name is Seraphine Thornridge.” Thankfully, she didn't attempt to execute a formal hand-shake protocol, given that my fingers were currently balancing both a breakfast basin and a heavy protein muffin. “Seraphine.”

I say, our eyes are now at the same level as I'm kneeling to meet it. 'She was right, you can't remember anything.' The wolf says. “Who?” I ask in awe. 'Don't worry Ruby, my name is Roxane, Roxs as you like calling me; your wolf. I came back just for you.' She explains ignoring my question. Her revelation excites me hence I ignore my question too. “My wolf? Really.” I ask, smiling. 'Yes darling, and I'm going to restore the memories you need. I really missed you.' Sky states. 'All you need to do is to accept me in.' She explains.

I looked back as quickly as I could when I heard someone calling out to me in an anxious sounding voice. And sure enough I was able to find Xena there, I was really relieved to find a silver-colored wolf with a slight trace of blackness on its side. "Xena! I've been looking for you, where have you been?" I immediately ran to hug Xena. "No time for chit-chat, Roxanne. I have very little time, listen to me properly!" Xena's voice sounded uneasy when she said it. I, who heard that, could only nod and listen carefully to what Xena was going to say.

Isaac smiled as he put his arm around me, “She’s definitely our pack’s secret weapon.” Just then, Onyx decided to shove forward in my mind and spoke in her own voice, “What about me? Don’t forget, I give her those abilities.” Isaac’s wolf, Rolf, shoved forward and answered in his own voice, “Yes, my love, you are amazing.”

I yelped, grabbing my head as the pulsing ache behind my eyes returned. He rushed to my side and pushed me back down onto the bed. "You shouldn't move much, your body has been through a lot," he said. "Who are you?" I rasped. "Xavier Harke. What's your name little wolf?" he asked and I suddenly remembered everything that had happened before I blacked out. "Roxanne," I muttered sheepishly. He grinned. "Welcome to the Night Pack, Roxanne."

​ I froze as his striking features came into view—a strong jawline, sun-kissed skin, and brown hair that fell just past his ears, tousled in a way that added to his effortless charm. Standing tall with a powerful, muscular build, the Alpha exuded an aura of deadly dominance and godly allure that demanded submission. The longer our eyes locked, the more his gaze intensified. A sudden uproar erupted around me.​ "He didn't flinch under Ronan's aura!" "Yeah, no one has ever withstood Ronan's aura before. Who is this wolf?"​ The handsome wolf's expression darkened at the murmurs. I blinked. Wait, did they just call him Ronan? Ronan Volkstane?!​

CASSANDRA Roxy let out a terrible roar. It was the most horrible sound I’d ever heard from a werewolf and it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up. The dark-haired warrior sorceress didn’t cry and no tears spilled onto her cheeks, but her sea-green eyes were wide and bloodshot. “No,” she uttered as her full, lower lip trembled. “No, no, no.”

You’ll likely scare her and the rest of the humans. Humans? What is happening. ‘Sorry, it seems I’ve been blocked out for some time now. I should have come to you a while ago, but something has been stopping me breaking through. So, let’s start over. My name is Alice. I'm your wolf Juvia.’ “Oh my god. I’m going crazy.” I said aloud. “I'm hearing voices and they have names, and it thinks it’s a dog and I’m going crazy. I’ve finally cracked” I put my head in my hands and started to rock back and forth.