Sara Wolf Novels & Stories

Sarah POV Later that day, after the press conference, Zane and I and the girls sat down to watch this must-see documentary from Melissa Thibodaux, a quite beautiful alpha from a friendly neighboring territory who had an amazing online presence (a million subscribers on YouTube) and a mission to help wolves of all ranks (except omegas, I noticed) live better lives.

My wolf was highly agitated by this woman standing in front of us, blocking our way from following that scent. Moving around Katherine, I left my bike and ran down the street, trying to catch a hint of that scent once again. Rosy and citrusy…it was an unique scent that was hard to find on wolves. But as I traced it down the busy downtown area, leading to a restaurant in a populated area…I found the scent coming from the one person that I had no idea was even within my limits. Sarah Parker.

Her silver-white fur shimmered faintly, her presence steady and calm as her eyes met mine, and this time, there was no hesitation in me, no uncertainty, only recognition and something deeper, something that felt like relief. “You are here,” I said softly. “Have always been here,” she replied, her voice echoing through me, not just in my mind, but somewhere deeper. “What's your name.” I asked. “Selene.” My wolf answered, such a nice name. I stepped closer to her without thinking, my movements slower this time, more certain, “Selunara said I have to accept you,” I murmured, though even as I said it, I realized how incomplete that sounded.

By midday Brynn had the letter on her desk and the new wolf, washed and fed, sitting respectfully in the lady’s study while Brynn read. The wolf was called Mara, by the letter. The letter was from an alpha of a small pack in the western territories, a pack Ashford had no quarrel with and barely any contact with. The alpha wrote in a careful older hand that Mara had served his keep faithfully for six years as an assistant to the lady there, that the lady had died in a sickness the spring previous, and that without her Mara had asked leave to seek new work because the keep had no role left for her shape of skills. The alpha vouched for her honesty, her quiet competence, her gift for managing t

She asked and we nodded. After she left, Caius heaved out loudly. "We should bathe and go see her." Owen nodded in agreement so we all agreed to meet up again in thirty minutes. As much as Luna Allison can comfort our wolf, Sophia's presence would be more beneficial for us. Our wolf recognizes Luna Allison but it is more loyal and submissive to Sophia. Alexios should be on his way already, he had said he is going to rush up and take a bath, so we would be joining the two.

Blake stood up again to attack him but Aiden built a fierce,transparent wall around them and angry Blake couldn't pass through. Aiden held Nina. "Nisha!" He whispered Nina's wolf name. Still subconscious, Nina didn't know what was going on.Her eyes blazed bright blue.At the sound of its name,her wolf transformed out. She felt immense power surge through her but it didn't wear off the drowsiness she was feeling.Nina was thinking that her wolf has chosen Damon as it mate so she lowered her guard down and let her wolf do the work.Finally,her wolf has surfaced! Aiden grabbed her waist and pressed her body to his.Her hands on his chest,he tucked strands of hair behind her ear.He lowered his head

She quickly strode to the other side to speak to her friend. “Well, we’ve got to do something about this.” She was saying. My wolf’s hearing was perfect, so I could vividly make out her words over the music and even the words she was speaking directly to the one called Lisa who stood, her shapely behind facing me. “She’s wrecked.” “Hope you can remember what happened the previous night? If not for the intervention of fate in the nick of time, we should have been graveside mates. And you know how bad she becomes when you try to…'

My wolf asked and I could sense he was equally nervous. "I don't know," I truthfully answered not willing to believe the possibility of my mate being a hunter, "But I know what we can do, how about we test her, we will spend more time with her and try to figure out whether she's my parents' killer or not," "And if she is? Are you going to kill her to avenge alpha and Luna?" My wolf asked with a whine and I stayed quiet, not sure what I would do if it turned out to be true.

"As what I have heard, you wanted to know if they are still in search of Wren, the run-away she-wolf of their pack." "That is correct! And?" "They still are. The beta of their pack, Casper, was my customer last night. He got drank and started spilling some details. Conri, their alpha, is driving him crazy in search of that she-wolf. Until now, he could still not find her, and he still doesn't know the identity of the one who helped her. He could not understand what Conri wants with her when he is not even that interested in having her as a mate."

It was no other than Jake and Barbara, one of the omega wolves that had her bedroom door on Jake and Melody's same floor. Jake, in his wolf form, jumped over the she-wolf's back, biting its back. Barbara joined in, biting the wolf's front left leg, making sure it is broken to make her weaker. The she-wolf whined at the snap of the bone-breaking, falling to the ground. Jake and Barbara quickly moved away watching the she-wolf turn into her human form. To our horror, the woman before us was no other than a replica of the enchantress's image, looking more pale and frightened than the original one.