Roxanne Wolf X Male Reader Novels & Stories

"What were your thoughts dwelling on when your wolf was standing completely still at the threshold?" "No, nothing at all! Did your beast sort out the territorial paperwork from the tower? I can keep reading the Westline Holdings contracts out loud to you if your eyes are strained." "Is your wolf jealous of that male-mating female healer?" Grant raised a dark, dominant brow, a sudden possessive heat flaring in his gold eyes as his large hand gripped the edge of the furs. "If that is the case for my mate, I can always banish her from the wing and have a male pack doctor assigned to my skin instead."

This was coming together nicely. As I watched his eyes, they seemed to sparkle, more intently than normal. His breathing sped slightly at our close proximity, his lips parted. He took a step towards me, and when I didn’t move away from him or protest, he took another, and then another, until his mouth was mere inches from mine. I couldn’t explain it. But I needed to be close to him. I leaned in to him, pressing my lips against his and wrapping my arms around his neck. My wolf suddenly perked up, and it felt like his did too. In unison, our wolves both spoke one word, a word that had us jumping apart in shock. “Mate.”

If it wasn't for that he'd have put him in the place where he belongs. "She's a werewolf..His mate" he slowly replies and Mr Bryan scoffs at him. King Klaus shakes his head as if to say this man knows no idea of who he's messing with. "A werewolf in your territory?! Tch! She rudely interrupted my son's engagement party and stole the spotlight from your daughter and you couldn't even raise a finger!" "Mr Bryan-". King Klaus begins but Mr Bryan holds his hand to his face. "I might have to reconsider this wedding,King Klaus. I cannot marry my son into a clan who has a King but is governed by someone that is madly in love with a wolf!"

His thoughts constant wandered off to Maddie. Then he saw her smile, felt the softness of her skin when he caressed her, he heard her moan when he kissed her on the neck, he felt her drive him mad, with her caressing hands on his body. ‘A quarter for your thoughts,’ said Wolf, entering the study. ‘Or a dollar, penny?’ He tossed Raven a can of beer. ‘Important book,’ he said, nodding at the leather-bound book. When Raven still made no move to pick it up, Wolf decided it might be better to tell the story.

She wondered if she had seen the man before. Andrick leaped onto the stage and swept Shamia into his arms. He held her tightly. "I thought I'd never see you again. I have so many questions to ask you, but we need to get out of here first." When the masked man saw the scene where two figures were entwined in each other's arms onstage, he felt a surge of unease within him. 'Xeur, calm down!' he ordered and reminded his wolf spirit, Xeur. 'Why are you doing nothing? Separate them!' When the man didn't move, Xeur grew angrier. 'If you won't, then I will!' and the man's body moved on its own.

"Wait, your high-and-mighty alpha wolf has actually read Fifty Shades?" I do a fast memory scan through the ancient human smut scenes and let out a huge snort, covering my mouth with my palm. The male cannot deny it. The dark flush on his cheeks gives his inner beast completely away. Guilty as hell. "Oh by the moon, your wolf actually did! Why? Doesn't the Supreme Pack Director have way better things to do with his territory time?"

"Celly, you are welcome to stay as long as you want." "Only if Luna allows the exemption to continue. At some point, she is going to ask how my nightmares are. I won't be able to lie to her. Although, I hope it will be at least a few weeks. I am enjoying being with you now." I smiled and blushed. 'If you keep blushing like that, people will know you are having sex.' My wolf said grumpily. I blushed harder. "My wolf says if I keep blushing people are going to know we are having sex. Do you think that's true?"

Chapter 4 - Conall Augustus “April Rose, come in! Come in! Mr. Soloman was just leaving.” Miss Foxglove’s deep, recognizable voice resonated throughout the office, yet certainly, it wasn’t enough to break the young she wolf’s horror. The tall man with a striking silver hair glared down at April Rose; the look on his face was stern and forbidding. Behind the glasses, his piercing eyes were so menacing that she quickly turned her head down in fear. She stepped aside, making way for the man to walk out of the room.

I had finally finished cleaning the hearth and sorting my garments, but the scent of an uninvited male suddenly floods my hallway. "I brought back your copy of the ancient glyph runes, Lyra," Declan Wolfsbane says, leaning his muscular frame against my doorframe. He is one of the most stunning, dark-haired wolves from our university days, possessing deep, burning eyes and a razor-sharp jawline that constantly reminds me of Lucien Draven. He steps inside without an invite, his chest pressing close as his dark eyes drag down my white complexion. "You left them at the northern border ruins when we last coupled."

"No one sent me. I ran. You saw me! I was half-dead!" "Or very good at playing the part." I was in front of her now, so close I could feel the heat from her body. Her scent, that intoxicating mix of fear and arousal wrapped around me. The little bitch was turned on by this. I shook my head, shaking it off. There were more important things than her arousal right now. My wolf stirred, wanting to believe her. I shoved it down. "A White Wolf. Our fated mate. It's a lovely story. It's the kind of story a clever spy would tell our Sage to tell us. Or manipulate yourself to be a White Wolf.” Tears welled in her eyes. "It's the truth."