Sans Wolf Novels & Stories

Each wolf, with its sleek In the heart of the sanctuary, where the winds whispered secrets and the trees whispered tales, a formidable force emerged. Led by none other than the legendary alpha wolf, Arvandus, the wolf military stood tall and proud, their presence an indomitable shield against any threat that dared to encroach upon their sacred land. Arvandus, with his piercing amber eyes that held the wisdom of countless moons, commanded his loyal pack with an unwavering authority.

The one lady that said she recognised me says you will be okay to show your wolf now that you are older. But what she says next puzzles me she says Nora has always known how to handle herself and titan will always protect the one he loves. They then all stand up and say the wagners will be coming with us before the run. We say thank you and all head to the pack house. The women who says she knows me comes up to us and says justice will be served but you have to make the decision if you want the red river pack.

His wolf growled out, his black eyes turning gold, a sign of his wolf emerging from its slumber, only for his sister’s own black eyes to turn copper, challenging his with a small snarl. Being born from a powerful alpha like their father, as well as a strong-willed and outspoken woman as a mother, all three Knox siblings were born as an alpha and to say the least, it had led to an interesting family dinner, one of which is far more than enough to give their parents a headache for a lifetime.

Alexander seated in his throne with legs crossed as he gazed on the clan members below him. They were all laughing and celebrating because of the success in their bombardment to the L.A headquarter. Not only that, they were able to capture potential men and women who will be used in dealing with the their clan activities. Just then the door suddenly opened that made everyone froze and tilted their heads into the entrance door. The representatives of the other two factions made their grand entrance with the leadership of Sam Well , the second Boss of the Black Wolf's faction. Alexander noticed a young boy being carried by Melo, the new representative of the Fary Wolf Clan faction. He noticed

I admired his beautiful wolf that was darker than the night. Alpha Christian walked around me playfully and rubbed his head against the side of my body. I smiled, enjoying his facetious touch. He then walked in front of me and crouched, instructing me to sit. I nervously placed both of my hands against his large furry body and carefully climbed on to his back. I’d never ridden a wolf before and was afraid of falling off. I lay flat on his back and wrapped my hands around his neck. Alpha Christian turned his head to glance at me. Having convinced himself that I was okay, he started off. I held on to him tightly as he ran through the forest, away from his secret cottage. The cold wind hit my s

“And don’t try to lie to me, I’ll confirm whatever you say from Chloe. And if you still choose not to tell me, I’m sure Chloe would be ready to spill everything.” I let out a frustrated sigh. Lying to him would make things only worse. Maybe I just needed to come clean. “Okay, but promise me you won’t get mad.” “I won’t get mad.” I didn’t trust that he wouldn’t get mad. I just knew that he only said it because he wanted me to open up to him. “Okay.” A defeated sigh escaped my lips. “I’m listening.” He stared at me intensely. I closed my eyes and blurted out the words. “I don’t have a wolf. I still haven’t discovered my wolf yet.”

His wolf was ready to disobey their Alpha but knew he would not. His hands were traveling down her shoulders, over her breasts, feeling them through her thin blouse. He could feel the nipples erect through her bra. He stopped for a moment to let her put a halt to it if she must. He pulled away and saw her staring back at him, breathing hard, nostrils flaring. She stood her ground and didn't appear afraid. "Sarah, my wolf and I both want you, want to mark you so no other male tries to take you from us. We aren't allowed to for now, but..."

I’m not touching that thing. As I get off my bike to get closer to the rogue I can feel eyes on me from the direction of the pack. Right then I hear something from that same direction so I take my helmet off to get a better look. And hot damn is it ever a better look. Even from this far away I can see the muscles rippling in his bare chest and abdomen. He’s the hottest guy I’ve ever seen. So of course right at the moment, the guys show up to help transport the unconscious rogue and put a stop to my ogling. Before I have a chance to greet them I feel a breeze come by and momentarily thank it for cooling my body off, but the direction of the wind leads right to the wolf and I can see him smell

likely from a brutal attack. Ronald knew he had to act fast to save the wolf's life. He carefully lifted the wolf and began the journey back to Black Moon territory.As he approached the pack's den, Ronald called out for Denzel, the pack's alpha. Denzel emerged, his expression curious, and took in the scene before him. "What happened here?" he asked, his voice firm but gentle.Ronald explained the situation, and Denzel nodded thoughtfully. "Bring him inside. We'll tend to his wounds and figure out what to do next."Under Denzel's guidance, the pack's healers worked tirelessly to nurse the wolf back to health. Ronald visited the wolf frequently, bringing food and water, and chatting with him to

Sarah opened the door and quickly went downstairs looking around. "Is this where you were?" he asked and I saw that she sniffed the air. She must have been freezing her nostrils. "Yes. Or at least that's what he said." I said and looked around through the glass. The snow didn't help matters. "We're here." I heard Stanley's voice and looked away. I saw his silhouette appearing in the middle of the snow next to someone else leaning on his shoulder. He was wearing jeans, but the other wolf was completely naked and bleeding from parts of his body.