Ruby Wolf Novels & Stories

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

Strongly worried? - So-so, - I slightly scratched the skin on the border with the wound. It looked and, indeed, so-so. If I lose my arm, no sense of self-preservation will hold me back! - Sometimes numb, but mostly terribly whining. “Last time, everything healed on you quickly,” my chest ached unpleasantly from unsolicited childhood memories of life with wolf cubs, “Now you need another remedy, but you won’t like my recipe,” I already had a premonition of what she was driving at, but hope flickered in my imploring gaze, - Wolf saliva is an excellent regenerating agent.

The only light came from the moon that was hidden behind clouds, giving off a dismal, grey glow. I sighed, wishing there would be some odd quest for me to go on. It was a dream and werewolves tended to have highly realistic dreams. A small rustling sound at the outskirts of the clearing alerted me of a second presence. As I whipped around, teeth bared in a snarl, I recognized the soft, sweet scent of strawberries as Ruby's. Her wolf was a light red color, blotches of fur oddly colored white. Her ears flattened against her head and she bared her teeth at me, the fur on her back and neck bristling. Her back arched in a threatening stance, but when I showed no intention of hurting her, she shiv

Kile muttered. "Kile, shut it!" Rae warned. "Yes Luna." Kile chuckled. "Ok we want details. Wolf names and colors please!" Charlie replied. "Ally's wolf is a brownish color. Her name is Sable. And she's beautiful." James replied looking at Ally. "Rae's wolf is snow white, her name is Winter." Jake replied. "You're kidding?" Charlie asked. "Nope." Jake replied. "How's that possible? I checked her lineage." Charlie replied.

Cyrus is already starting to shift, his final words slurred as his canines start to extend and claws threaten to dig into his flesh. Practically throwing Ryan over the table we stumble together as Cyrus completes his cracking, bone-crunching shift into the most fearsome beast I’ve ever seen. Bigger than any wolf I’ve ever seen. Dark brown espresso fur, hazel eyes gleaming with shards of gold. But not the lust-filled warm gold that made my heart skip. This was a cold, harsh glow. A wolf with one objective. Ryan grabbed my elbow, forcing me into a stumbling run. The howls were definitely getting closer. They could have raided straight away but were holding back.

"Why this wolf's favorite hobby is crying?" .......

Saliva dripped from his snarling jaws as he crouched, preparing to attack. The two wolves collided with a thunderous crash, their snarls and growls echoing through the bakery. Claws raked fur and flesh, teeth snapped with lethal intent. Ryker’s agility countered Bruce’s brute strength as they moved in a flurry of strikes and evasions. Despite the chaos, Ryker’s every move was calculated, his wolf form exhibiting both power and precision.

She lifted her face to the sky and called for her mate. Trentity wolves have a light greyish fur with black tips on their paws, ears, and nose. Usually, the wolf and human share the same color eyes. Another tell-tale sign of what we are, as if it were necessary. Within a few moments, an enormous reddish-brown wolf with yellow glowing eyes was in front of us. Roxy moved closer and rubbed her body against Rafe's side.

No. This wolf is massive. Towering. Her brown fur gleams like polished bronze in the moonlight. Her muscles ripple with strength, her body steady, imposing. Her eyes blaze red, deep and burning like twin embers ready to consume. Her lips curl back in a vicious snarl, revealing sharp fangs — long, glistening, dripping with saliva. Her breath huffs out in heavy puffs, each exhale filled with purpose. Her paws strike the earth with thunderous certainty. The ground feels smaller beneath her weight.