Roxanne Wolf X Gregory Novels & Stories

It was the first time I'd actually seen the wolf with my own eyes, though I had heard many terrifying stories of it. I watched as the incredibly large wolf slowed to a trot before stopping next to Queen Genevieve, who leaned into its side, nuzzling her face into his fur which was covered in blood and beginning to knot up. "They lost her, but Greg and Ronan are still tracking her down. Greg is an expert tracker so she won't get too far. And when they find her, we'll end this. I'll end her for what she's done here tonight. You have my word on that. She seemed incredibly powerful, so I might be the only one who can take her down." Genevieve spoke as she sat up straighter, though she was still l

Although that wasn't what he wanted to find out, he didn't want it to be obvious. Ivorie raised her eyebrows, “My wolf?” She asked. “Yes, as my Luna, we need to know each other's wolf’s name. It's customary.” He said, obviously making it up but Ivorie didn't know that. “Oh…” she exclaimed. Then her expression became sullen, “Well, I have no wolf.” She revealed. “You don't?” Regan feigned surprise. He had only had a hunch but he wasn't sure. “Is that bad?” She asked him, unsure of his reaction.

The air around them seemed to crackle with energy, the bond between them becoming more intense, more powerful with every second. 'Aurora,' Gray’s voice growled in the back of Xavier’s mind, his wolf equally as restless as hers. 'Let’s take care of our mate.' Arianna could feel Aurora’s excitement surging through her, feeding off Gray’s desire. The connection between their wolves was undeniable, as wild and fierce as the love between her and Xavier. 'I’m yours,' Aurora whispered back to Gray, her voice filled with passion. 'Always.' The two of them moved together, their bodies entwined in a passionate embrace that left no room for doubt. They were connected in every way that mattered—human an

“No,please, please,’’ I began fighting him. “You're so beautiful,Ruth,” he breathed on my skin and kicked his balls. Suddenly, I feel my body vibrate. My bone crack, my fall on my skin, and I face him with anger. He is shaking in fear. I look at myself and gasp, but it's a low grasp growl. My wolf is beautiful. Her fur is as white as snow and has electric blue eyes. At this point, Greg pee in his pants as he begs for mercy, but my wolf is furious, barring her sharp teeth at him.

If it wasn’t a Blue Moon, my wolf would have ripped him apart for failing such a simple task. He told me about his encounter with a female doctor. A female who bested him in a fight. She could have killed him by the sound of it, but she didn’t. It’s a good job Greg’s wolf is strong. It makes up for his human. Greg is a weak human, especially for a man of his size.

he replied waving his head in disappointment. Greg was a veterinary doctor. He was not originally from Westwoods and neither did he get the bite from a wolf in Westwoods. He came to the county as a well experienced and knowledgeable werewolf and in few months’ time, he had set up an animal clinic. Sarah used to own a dog back then, that got infected with rabies. Greg was the newest vet in the county and she suggested it’d be best we try someone new to take care of the animal. The moment we stepped into the clinic, we could tell from his smell that he was no ordinary human. He also sensed that we were werewolves and started stalking us.

As soon as she held her breath I knew she was there, and I held onto her body tightly as she let her high consume her. I honestly didn't anticipate what happened next as I felt the burning sensual pain of her fangs sinking into my neck. I sucked in the sides of my cheeks and bit down hard, using the pain to prevent myself from getting off. Fucking wolves anyway. As Roxanne removed her fangs from my neck she covered her mouth with one hand and made a horrible attempt to push herself away from me with the other. But my fiery beauty had no chance at going anywhere as I refused to let her go while I touched the little crescent marks she left on the base of my neck.

There was a pregnant pause as their leader considered the woman who had brought misfortune back into their midst for a long instant. However, the gray wolf spoke not a word to the volatile red-haired witch, but turned instead towards her companion. His brow, still marked with his disapproval for what had transpired in his absence and for the issue of the Rogue’s very presence there. The Lycan issued a sigh of seemingly residual disappointment and exasperation as he asked, ‘Why are you even here, Luther?’ The answer, a long and complicated history that Luther seemed reluctant to share for fear that it would fall short of an acceptable excuse. He averted his eyes from the Lycan who had posed t

From the sour scent that emitted from the wolf, it was evident that it was a rogue. Drex's blood boiled at the sight of his so-called mate being attacked by a rogue. Without thinking twice, he took control, running to the rogue and pushed it off the omega. The rogue's growl at Drex increased Drex's rage and he snapped the rogue's head off its body.

And nothing more, and that’s not enough for me,” Yang answered sharply. - Not enough? - Baturin grinned. —Will her death be a sufficient argument? She only managed to catch a menacing roar from Ian, and the next moment the alpha of the black wolves broke the oak table with his interlocutor. — Have you and Rinat just now thought about the consequences? — A malicious grin lit up the black wolf’s face. — So, when you started injecting a three-year-old child with a vaccine that suppresses the essence of a werewolf, you didn’t think about it then? Bastards!