Sans Wolf Novels & Stories

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

The beta's daughter, Nia, has become a dear friend, and at 19, still looking for her mate. On your eighteenth birthday, you are given the connection to your wolven spirit. My parents say it's like finding the other half of you, that you didn't know was missing. The moon goddess bestows upon you power of the night, allowing you to shift into your wolf, communicate with the clan, and find your mate. Finding your mate isn't easy. It's not always in your clan, and if they're younger than you, you have to wait to find them. As wolves, we live longer than your average human, and by like 6 times. My father has been the leader of this clan for 244 years, and he doesn't look a year over 35. He didn't

Zane looked up, and his entire body went rigid. On the roof stood a snow-white wolf three times the size of Hunter. Its eyes were pure blood-red, the hallmark of the legendary Southern Faction Supreme Alpha, the man everyone thought was just a myth. The white wolf didn't attack Hunter or Seth; its terrifying gaze locked directly onto my now-flattened stomach, as if it knew exactly where Aria had been taken.

"It's not eating, it's not hunting, it's walking a line, Dax. Things that walk lines are going somewhere." The wolf goes still. Southwest, he says. Yeah. Noah's asleep before we get to the gate leading out of the reserve. Head tipped against the window, blood dried at his hairline, breathing, breathing, breathing. I drive ten under the limit the whole way, one hand on the wheel, one on his knee. We keep him. We protect him. We never let him go, the wolf says. Quiet. No jokes left in him tonight. There really are no other options. What I felt when he went sailing through the air tonight…

“Just let go, and I’ll be right there with you.” She calmed slightly as he held her. The first time was always the worst and she was so much older than she should have been for a first timer. He felt his own wolf clawing its way to the front of his mind rushing to be freed. He could feel her letting go, letting the beast with in her move forward. Her wolf was violently making its appearance, with one more blood curtailing scream Tifs eyes opened wide as the wolf broke free of the human form that held her. A beautiful red and silver creature, the bright green eyes glinting in the moon lit snow covered night. His black wolf hushing to meet hers. Siron had only one thought rush through his mind

When Snow approaches the black wolf, he lies beside him and turns his muzzle to look at him. The black wolf is excited by the proximity and wags his tail. "What's your name?" - Snow asks, by mind-link. “My name's Sonny, and I'm the best part of Klaus” – he replies. “Hey” – the offended Klaus says.- “You're half of me, so don't say those things” Snow laughs. “My name is Snow” – Angel's wolf answers.

By the time the sun reached the Capital and its enemies flew in, a lone wolf left amid the chaos. He leaped through the woods, stealthily, like he was merely a gust of air. By the time he reached the pack, he was catching his breath and worn out. Nevertheless, it was a new record for him—two hours. Abel was known to be a wolf who rode the wind and he remains to live up to his reputation. As soon as he reached the House, he rushed to his Alpha, hastily reporting, “The Capital is under attack. The Queen is yet to arrive after leaving last night, and only Fenrir is left to fend off the rebels.”

I suddenly realized that I was actually gazing at a Wolf and not a werewolf. "Stop on her. Rafa yelled, running up to us but failing to get the Wolf off of me. "Get the fuck off her!" The Wolf was the same size as a werewolf, but I couldn't tell because of his darker, savage eyes or lack of humanity. I suddenly realized that one of the Yellowstone Wolves was standing on top of me. My thoughts kept returning to Levi's words: "He went full Wolf, he lost his humanity."

I don’t know how or if I should. Nova’s red wolf slides across the ground, swiping wicked sharp claws across the side of the white wolf that Ethan tosses away. Laxus’s blonde wolf bites down on the neck of a black fur rogue, shaking it until it goes limp while my father and Aaron circle three rogues, batting at them with their claws.

he said abruptly and hurried to leave, out of harm’s way. In the shower I stood for a long time under the cold streams of water, calming my body. True, the effect did not last long. As soon as I saw the she-wolf, the boner reminded me of itself again. Her delicious ass was hugged by short denim shorts. On top, Yaroslava put on a translucent white tunic, held up with a ribbon under the chest, making the latter even more expressive. As if she wasn't already gorgeous. I wanted to rip the girl’s clothes off and take her right there on the floor. Damn, I really became completely sex-crazed with her. Our race is already characterized by increased arousal, but next to this baby my bestial nature se