Roxy Dirk Novels & Stories

Darius was back. Coming out of his trail of thoughts, Adryan inspects the mangled dead body. It was missing chunks of its body just like the one's that attacked his pack during the initiation, it's jaw wide open as if someone had broken then purposefully. "Call Blaine, ask him to run the tests he did on the rogues last time." Adryan speaks to Brian. Upon further inspection of the dead body, Adryan managed to catch the faint scent of another wolf, it seemed like this one managed to escape after killing of rogue they found.

Alpha Darren acted immediately after hearing the recording of Annabelle's conversation with Miranda. The first person he wanted to see and who he thought was the key witness was the one who was driving the boat. Alpha Darren knew Diana and George couldn't be driving the boat, so he believes someone is helping them. This was strengthened by Cedric's confirmation that there was indeed a member of the army who used to be a member of the Pack Delonix who then asked to become a member of Pack Kyne.

“Are you ready? Or do we need to go over anything once more?” I take a deep breath and smooth my hands over my tight black mini-skirt. “My name is Roxy, I’m 22, and I’m here on a school exchange program.” Dante nods. “Perfect. And if someone says you don’t look familiar?” “I say I know John.” “You’re ready.” I beam when Dante suddenly stops the driver. “Pull over for a second. Into the alley.”

As Tom would take me from behind, the warm water running down my back as one hand firmly gripped my hip and the other my shoulder. Don't think of him, whatever you do, don't think of him. Tom Bradley was the Alpha of the Rogues, a pack made up of wolves that had been banished from their packs for various reasons. Some valid, but mostly because they were traitors, vicious and untrustworthy. Which made the pack volatile and unruly, and that chaos suited their leader, whose wolf was becoming more and more unhinged. Not the type of wolf the daughter of the alpha of the prestigious Red Crescent Pack should be in company with. But I just couldn’t stay away, I was drawn to his badness like a moth t

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

Blake Dammit, being this close to Roxy is spiking my blood pressure and making my pulse race. I can feel the warmth of her body over my shoulder and her perfect tits pressing into me. What I wouldn’t do to literally throw her on my bed when we get in and slide that micro dress up and feel her soaking panties. A couple of my team members whoop and holler, like this is some kind of contest. Controlling Roxy, however is a power struggle. The woman is stronger than she looks. I’m dying to see what her wolf looks like.

I’m striding inside, chest heaving, ready to explode. The place is half full, with some of the guys playing pool and others drinking and chatting it up. Roxy stands out like a fox in a henhouse, leaning over the bar like she’s begging to get fucked, sipping a beer like she just got her lips done. When she sees me striding in her direction, her lips twist and her eyes narrow in a knowing smile. Almost amused. “Trouble in paradise, big boy?” she practically meows, twisting a lock of her hair around her painted nail.

I scanned the area trying to find who the voice came from. "Melia!" Roxy cried but I couldn’t find where her cry had come from. "Roxanne, where are you? I can't see you." I burned my way through the neonates surrounding us. Terrified and guilt ridden for getting distracted. Just as I got a glimpse of a rogue shoving a needle into Roxy's neck another one grabs ahold of Margot about to stick her with a needle of his own. But Dean hits him with an energy blast knocking him on his ass. I turned to go after Roxy but she was gone.

Once outside the church, Roxy and Skin hurried down the road. They were headed to the woods. Roxy was trying to follow the scent as she could not see or hear the werepanther. Moments later, Skin saw her run off towards a thicket of trees. He shot after her but by the time he reached the thicket, he had already lost her. He sighed thinking about the newbie’s obsession with going solo on the mission.

I ask, frustrated and upset with his lack of focus on the task at hand. “Could you read them to me?” he requests. I sigh, but do as he asked. “September 10th, 8:05am. Five rogues attacked the warriors on guard duty along the southernmost perimeter. All rogues were killed. Two warriors sustained shallow scratches. One on the arm. The other on the leg. The battle lasted for–” I cut off with a squeak as I feel something warm and wet touch the back of my neck. He licked me. Tyler licked me!