Sad Lonely Wolf Novels & Stories

If she doesn’t, then don’t expect to see her for the next few days, as she is studying. Courtney rolled her eyes at Martin. “It is called Wolf-wolf syndrome, and it happens when a tainted wolf manages to escape from the dark realm and attaches itself to the assigned wolf unnoticed, inhabiting the human host together. It gradually incubates until it can alter the human mind, creating a stronger bond and ultimately taking over. Once it does take over and becomes the dominant wolf, it will kill off the assigned wolf and cause irreversible damage. There have been several cases throughout our history, and each time, the host snaps. They go into a state of feral, killing anything and everything in

I whispered, feeling a lump form in my throat. “I want you,” the black wolf whispered, his eyes filled with sincerity. “I don’t even know who you are,” I replied, feeling a mix of confusion and curiosity. “And why would you want an omega like me, who has been rejected by his pack, his family, and his own mate?” The black wolf’s gaze softened a hint of sadness in his eyes. “Because two lost souls can find solace in each other’s company,” he said softly. “You may have been rejected, but you are not alone in your pain.”

Alpha asks, it's not weird for wolves to hate their soul in the beginning, no one likes having a weak point. "He rejected me, I felt emptiness instead of his soul, and then he was gone," she says sadly. "Rejected you, what a crazy wolf, god have mercy on us," Raphael says in a sad voice, he knows that wolves who reject their mates are crazy ones, they go insane or on a killing frenzy.

In one swipe, I cut off the bitten area. 'PAT' She jerked back, her eyes cautioning. Good. "So you would know about Sienna too." She scoffed as if what I said was in itself absurd, "That she's from the filthy dogs, Werewolves?" She scoffs, "So is the other half of the city. It wasn't even worth mentioning." I cut pieces by piece, slicing off only the parts that could give away my ruse. Sally wisely kept her mouth shut. She knew Sienna was shady anyway, I focused my rage on the meat to spare her pretty face.

his wolf voiced his frustration. "Let me help you make those choices and decisions. If we work together we can save the people we care for. If you remain stubborn, Chad will exterminate us to get what he wants. We can't let that happen." Rex pleaded with his wolf. "It is true that I have just recently been blessed with us finding our mate, but that's the very reason for my rage. There is much you don't know or understand about youself." his wolf said sadly. "Like what? I don't have anywhere else to be, tell me?" Rex sat on a rock facing his wolf.

I tried as much as I could to move. My wolf tugged at me again, he was definitely trying his hardest to reach me and with each pull I felt him more. Then my finger moved. I was more than happy that it did. My eyes gently, fluttered open as my wolf healed me from every poison that I ignorantly drank. I saw a blurry shade of two people going back and forth while I could guess that the one being thrown about was Angie. My wife was pregnant for chrissake, how could she make a pregnant woman this furious? But to be honest, my wolf and I weren't pleased at all.

Aiden's palms are sweating and his eyes tremble beneath his shaking head. "I..." How do I explain to Aiden that sirens took me to the bottom of the sea and gave me a tour of their sea home? I can't tell him the truth and so I pivot. "I...got...lost." Way to go, Kayla. Like Aiden Atkinson, the werewolf is going to believe that story.

They circled each other, studying their mate carefully. I am Dante, wolf of Alpha Duncan from the Kalaloch Pack. What is your name? Safa, Wolf of Sadie Beta from the Wood River Valley Pack. Dante leaned towards her, and quickly overwhelmed by her closeness, nuzzled her. A low, guttural whine vibrated from her. She licked at his face and nuzzled up against him. The warmth of her body against his was too much. He pushed away, and in a deep, throaty voice, growled, "Shift!"

I felt safe. I closed my green eyes, as it got even closer to me, rubbing his head into my furry red coat. My body shivered at his touch. I slowly opened my eyes, feeling his wet tongue against my neck, licking me slowly. My wolf moaned at his touch and I jumped on him happily, causing both of us to fall onto the ground. He got up and slowly and gently moved away and ran off. I looked at the dark wolf, not wanting it to leave. He stopped and howled, softly calling me to come. My wolf wagged its tail happily and followed the big, black wolf.

— Tolerable. - Not cold? - asked the "snowy", skeptically looking at me from head to toe. Well, yes, I jumped out again in one shirt. I could only smile, because it was impossible to think of a more stupid question. “Have you forgotten that I am a fiery wolf?” I smiled as I tossed out my cigarette butt. “Fiery wolves are not afraid of any frost,” oh yes, he knew, and judging by his face, this was exactly the reaction he expected from me. Stretching, I leaned back against the lantern, feeling some wrong lightness from the conversation.