Scarlet And Wolf Novels & Stories

A red stone appeared in the center of the decoration. "Now you're part of the pack," Mikhail's voice snapped me out of my trance. “A black alloy of metals, as a symbol of black wolves, and a red stone is a symbol of the fire inside you,” he explained, pointing to his own, exactly the same pendant around his neck. Am I part of the pack now? Part of the family ... It seemed that tears were pouring down my cheeks ... It didn’t seem, but it was so ... I laughed stupidly, rubbing them over my face, and they kept flowing and flowing without stopping ...

, they thought. When the fire stopped burning, they moved closer carefully to confirm if their enemy was dead but instead of seeing the ashes of a defeated enemy, they saw a giant grey wolf standing in the midst of the smoke and dust, the iron cage reduced to nothing all around him. Whatever the humanity left in Iron bath was locked away deep down his soul, the only thing left was hunger and a burning desire for carnage.

before the smoke swarmed through them and lifeless wolf bodies fell, shifting back into their human forms immediately. Scarlet watched in horror at what was happening. There were the strongest wolves in their pack and that smoky thing killed them in a breath? What is that thing and why is it killing in our pack? “Alan,” she yelled, seeing as her mate was thrown ten feet from the smoky thing. She shape-shifted and rushed to him, feeling the pain he was going through as his mate. She shifted into human again and cradled the head of the big brown wolf in her arms.

I hung it up in a safe place to make sure you wouldn't do that. - Do you think I'm unbalanced? - I looked into my mother's eyes and she looked back at me, sipping her cup of black coffee. That's it, I need to call somewhere with an appointment to do my hair, what do you intend to do with yours? - I'm going to Rose's salon, her maid of honor will take care of you! And she has nothing to do with what happened, Rebecca, it's time to talk to people again. As you can imagine, my connection with Vitor was very long, years and years of growing up, sharing people and moments, it was hard to disassociate myself from everything we lived through.

A moment after that suddenly Scarlett grinned and then pushed my body down to the floor. "You know I'm telling the truth, right? I'll kill you in your sleep" she said. I clenched my fists, looking around to find something. My wolf heard the sound of my thoughts. It was quite surprised and responded, "Are you going to kill Scarlett now? Come on, I'll help you!" ***

The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man. “You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, and his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf. He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle.

- Scarlet said, stroking the wolf's head. Ice licks Scarlet's face, making Scarlet giggle. Scarlet undresses and shifts, and both run through the woods, chasing small animals startled by their passage. When they both return, Scarlet shifts back and gets her clothes, encouraging Ryan to do the same, and leaving the coat for him to wear. When they return home, they stop and hide. They found them again. Now they had to flee and leave everything they had behind.

The darkness no longer bothers me, it doesn't affect me — everything is clear, almost like the sun were in the sky. Now that I'm fully in my wolf form, Scarlett stares at me deeply with those crimson eyes... it's something I've never seen in any other wolf, even more so such a rare fur coloration... But she doesn't let me think too much about it because she growls at me, challenging my imposing nature, something I wouldn't expect from a female. She doesn't seem to like me exerting dominance over her with my pheromones.

“You chose to work with border rogues.” “You chose to get Drake’s brother killed.” I spoke each word calmly. “What happened to you was not because of me.” “You earned it.” But Scarlett could no longer listen. Her pupils began glowing an unnatural gold, the sign of a wolf losing control. Her wolf energy thrashed wildly inside her, and instinct was swallowing what remained of her mind. “My life is over,” she screamed, raising the silver blade as she lunged at me. “Then none of you get to be happy either.”

Their claws scraped the floor as they circled her, shoulders rolling, saliva hanging from their mouths. Scarlet’s claws slid out fully. Black-tipped. Sharp enough to carve stone. Her wolf’s voice purred darkly. Three wolves attacked together. Scarlet moved like a storm. She ducked the first bite, grabbed the second by the scruff, and slammed it into the third. Their bodies collided, yelps ripping out as they tumbled. She jumped onto the back of one wolf, her knees digging into its spine, and yanked its head sideways...