Sad Lonely Wolf Novels & Stories

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.

I tried to scurry away for naught. All his attention was on Jordan who was on his knees with his head bowed. He growled at Jordan without taking another initiative to maul him. And I thought the beast was all instincts and savagery but why did it feel like he was… angry? I'm not delusional I had seen his cloudy eyes cleared up when he was crouching on the hood. What happened next just stamped on my theory. "Padshah Lycan manzz... man pasar Alpha Sabastian Segal." He hissed, somehow he made more sense now.

Moon said. "Moon, you realize my Wolf is a dark wolf, or Nightmare wolf, right? I can barely control him as it is, you want me to just talk with him, bond with him, and hope he reveals his name, making it easy on me? My Wolf is just as pissed off at me as every other wolf that has a human now. Just because my Wolf and I work together from time to time doesn't mean it's going to work out this time." Rex snorted.

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.

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.

It seems that my namesake wanted to calm his quick-tempered friend a little by suggestion, but it didn’t work out . - Think about it, what can you give him? What can you teach him? “The dryad did not yield. - The essentials! Mikhail shouted, ignoring the cries of "mortal" patrons in the bar. - Protect from you! - Do not make me laugh! The dryad laughed again. You can't even get close to him! You can smell it! Sweet, exciting, exciting smell of a young gifted she-wolf…. Besides, she's no longer a virgin... When was the last time you had a female? Hmm, what an irony, because the boy's previous partner was a white wolf! Ha! You've been beaten again!

He picked up their clothing, and they walked hand in hand back to James' quarters. The auburn colored wolf watched the couple walking out of the woods from her third floor window. Her tail wagged. She was happy for her friend. Now if only she could solve her own problem. She really liked her wolf, but wanted her own self back. She was more than willing to share though. She heard the door open and turned to see Cole walking in. She bounded over to him, rubbing her body against his.

The vibrant depths of her blue eyes, usually alive with playful spirit, clouded momentarily, revealing a world of loneliness veiled beneath her strength. “I’m an orphan,” Luna revealed, her voice low and tremulous, laden with the uncomfortable reality of her existence. “I've been surviving on my own for as long as I can remember.” The weight of her words hung heavy in the air, an invisible burden that Aria could feel pressing against her heart, compelling her to empathize with the wolf’s solitude.