Sad Lonely Wolf Novels & Stories

“Someone as powerful as him wouldn’t want someone like us. We’re weak.” “Our mate rejected us too,” her wolf added bitterly. She had forgotten for a moment. She was just so tired of being alone—watching others have families while she had nothing. “You’re 27 and you have no one to call your own. I’m tired. And so are you,” her wolf whispered and then went silent. The female frowned. She shouldn’t have said that. Now her wolf was sad again, locking herself away. “I’m sorry,” she whispered to her wolf, feeling the grief rising again.

He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding. “I couldn't help but laugh, I guess either I'm hearing things or I'm not the only crazy one in the room.” Zayn stepped closer, his movements deliberate and careful, as if I might bolt at any moment. “You’re a wolf,” he said, his voice steady. “You always have been. You just didn’t know it yet.” I burst out in laughter once again, sharp and bitter, verging on hysteria. “You’re insane. This is insane.”

she questioned. I had made a friend during my time here, his name is not Matthew, but Maxwell. He's a good wolf, used to be a beta back in his old pack until his wolf became unstable that he came here. He's dealt with a lot, rejected by his mate and left with his pup and then had an outbreak, hence why his wolf is unstable. They both love their mate and pup, only having to speak with them every Saturday for an hour. His pup's name is Sophie and his mate's name was Naomi. They're both very beautiful ladies, Max is a lucky guy, but I'm luckier.

“I’m Faleece, your wolf, and you’ll never be alone ever again.” ☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒☾⭒

My wolf ! Noooooo !

"I am going to change everything and it's because of you, that I'm so certain. I haven't told anyone this because it was a time that I found doubt in myself–as a shifter and an alpha. A horrible accident nearly killed me when I was in Genoa and it effected my healing, strength, speed; everything," He put his head on her shoulder with a sigh, "I was afraid to lose who I was and in a desperate attempt to heal faster I found... unconventional advice. There is no exact scientifical explanation for rogue wolves because they are like an illness, but what if we introduced that into our normal DNA?" A series of sounds appeared at max volume in her mind, from screams to running steps–the swish of gra

Sierra I love seeing him smile wide and it deepens his laugh lines. I will always remember him with this wicked grin and his glorious body standing in the light from the window. His eyes are sensual stars flashing with the hottest violet fire imaginable. A desperate ache fills me. "How will we ever let him go?" I whisper internally to my wolf. I don't get an answer. No whine. No brush of fur inside me... nothing. I feel so incredibly lonely. I need my wolf to help me keep away the thoughts of losing Sarn and she's unresponsive.

About twenty meters away I spot them, or more to the point I spot him. Clayton Blackridge Alpha of the Lobo Sombra pack in his huge gun metal grey wolf. Standing to his right is a brown and grey wolf slightly smaller in height and not as muscular, possibly his Beta. My wolf starts stalking towards them and even though I am protesting she wants him. As I get closer he shifts back then the other wolf turns I realise he is giving us some privacy.

Her wolf howled with anguish, feeling the deep bond with her mate being severed She couldn't hold back the flood of emotions that washed over her as she lay alone in her room. The pain of betrayal cut deep, and the tears flowed freely down her cheeks. Her heart felt heavy with disappointment and sorrow, and her wolf echoed her anguish with mournful howls. She had trusted Jordan, believed in their bond, and thought they had a chance at a future together. But now, seeing him with Lydia, knowing that he had been intimate with her, she felt a sense of betrayal that pierced her soul. The realization that the man she had fallen for, the one she thought was her mate, had been unfaithful to her shat