Roxy Wolf Novels & Stories

“She’s one of us, Marek.” “Who is she? Is she a rogue?” Marek asks, his eyes widening. As the others on the search team return to their homes to shift, I tell Marek all I know about Roxy. “She’s hidden deep in Moonbeam Valley in a tower. She had long golden hair. She’s beautiful… but she’s a wolf shifter with no pack, no training. She doesn’t even know she’s like us.” Marek exhales slowly, pinching the bridge of his nose. “And you told her?”

Rose my wolf said through our link making me smile. Rose came to me when I first shifted at 16. When she showed me what she looked like I was stunned. Maybe I'm a little biased because she is my wolf, but she is beautiful. She stands tall and proud; she is bigger than a normal size wolf. Her coat is solid white. I thought it was strange at first and she's never told me why she has pure white fur, but she was beautiful. No one has a solid white wolf like I do so it made us stand out. She's made me stronger in a way, pushed me to fight better and helped me when I felt insecure. She will forever be a part of me, but she can be a bitch most of the time. She is very protective and doesn't

I wasn't able to think properly due to the amount of rage that had consumed me. My wolf who had gone missing was now back equally furious. She clawed at the barriers, demanding release to unleash the seething heat within. I yielded without hesitation, granting her control as she surged forth, a relentless force of primal fury. I shifted into my wolf Riyaga. With her snow-white fur, blue eyes, and a crescent on her forehead, she looked regal. She had an unhealed scar spanning her neck which she'd earned while fighting a group of rogues.

He growls low at me and throws us on our back, >Kaeden is our MATE - mate special< he throws back at me. We quickly jump up and stare in the direction of no man’s land. A group of rogue wolves no less than five, one male, two females and each female has a pup walking beside them. Cyro growls, gaining their attention. The group looks over in shock at Cyro and quickly makes a get-away.

Aiden muttered, visibly uncomfortable. She ignored his tone and threw her arms around him, pressing her body against his. “I missed you,” she purred, fingers trailing down his chest. “Why didn’t you come back sooner?” I felt my wolf stir. Aiden stepped back. “Roxy, stop this. I already have a mate.” She giggled, brushing his protest off. “Oh, come on. You think I care about some little—” I didn’t let her finish. The air around me shifted. My wolf surged forward, not enough for a full shift, but enough for her voice to thunder through my mouth—laced with raw power.

I turned around to see Ace, and his facial expression had me even more happy. I thought he'd be even the slightest disappointed that what he must've been thinking wasn't what was happening, but I was wrong. He looked amazed and excited. He watched my wolf in awe, taking slow steps towards me. I closed the distance between us, and he immediately brought his hand to my nozzle. He smiled brightly as he ran his other hand through my fur. "You're so incredibly beautiful Roxy," he whispered in amazement. A lot of people always ogled over our white coat. Aiden and I were the same colour wolf, something my father said we got from our mom.

Just get rid of everything that was so pressing and getting on your nerves. Which is what I did. White Porsche Cayenne Vadim again flaunted his greatness, and beckoning to a further plan of action. The only thing I did not take into account was two hefty mules who stepped out of the darkness and blocked my path. With a height of at least two meters, and in the shoulders no worse than Rinat, the werewolves demonstrated by their very appearance that it was better not to mess with them. The familiar cut of black formal suits over white shirts, as well as the fact that I saw them for the first time, made it clear that they were Yang's people. Both are black-eyed and dark-haired. Black wolves.

Wanted me dead. Except my new caretaker, who was apparently already at the wolf enclosure by the time I arrived. "We need more water for her. Heated, preferably. Get blankets as well and a welping pen set up." Axlan ordered the rest of the lower staff. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up well past his elbows. Top two buttons of his shirt were undone. Showed me a hint of his tanned chest. But that wasn't what caught my eye. "You're awake," I stated as he finally turned around fully.

Fury is his wolf's name and the pack is named after him. "accept mate", my wolf growls pissed I'm standing here doubting it. "easier said then done you bitch if the she wolves get wind of this she is as good as dead",he growls at me annoyed I'm not putting up a fight. Don't get me wrong I want a mate, crave a mate I just thought my mate would be like me. Claire sits near Gemma my best friend's mate and both talk quietly to each other. We took them from the school when a rogue Bert tried to mess with them. Both were just picking up their diplomas for early graduation.

River answers didn't happen to me, I just remember the pain and then blacking out. "I never felt as free as I did when I went wolf, I don't remember what my colour was, I should have looked at my paws," Kyler whines, they went wolf and were conscious are they lying? "Yeah me neither, I didn't think of it," River answers him with a shrug before turning to me. "Who got your wolf to come out?" River asks me. "Uhh...alpha Rowan I think," I answer him, he sweet-talked my wolf, and things went dark before I went wolf, I can't remember shit.