Sica Wolf Novels & Stories

I guess Saskia also thought the same because she took a step forward. That was when I heard the low growl from behind. I wasn't prepared for the huge identical four black wolves. The only difference was their eye colors. I couldn't differentiate who was who but my attention was focused on the one who was staring at us coolly with his blazing yellow eyes. Saskia turned meek instantly under his gaze and laid on her belly. _______ Rafael Is there another word I can use to qualify Sapphira besides 'beautiful'? Her wolf was simply gorgeous and one of a kind. I have definitely never seen a white wolf with a streak of red fur before.

Roxy sounded like a child. "Give us a minute." Lucas picked her dress off the floor and tossed it to her. "But babe..." "NOW." Lucas was surprised by his own voice. It was more forceful; the power was intoxicating. Roxy dropped her head and walked out. "I suppose I owe you some gratitude." "You owe me a lot more than that." The plain wolf said. "Why do you say that?" "I'm the reason you're in this office." "Without your vote I wouldn't have moved on, I won't forget that."

He shot her a demeaning look which would have sent other staff scurrying for shelter and then have to wait for him to leave even if it was ten pm he decides to leave. It didn't work on Lucia. "I think you didn't hear me clearly sir. I said we are about locking up and we would love you to please leave," she repeated, raising her voice slightly. "Fuck you! Who are you to try to disturb my siesta?" He asked as hairs began to puff out of his skin. Lucia recognized it. He was a wolf... Lucia stared lucidly at the man as she burst into a peal of laughter. He was a wolf, but a tiny wolf. She could easily guess he was an omega in his pack.

My wolf said in a serious tone. Good, we’ve got a date to go to. I wonder what she talks about with her wolf though. I thought to myself. They probably talk about how great I am and how stupid you are. My wolf said and I just scoffed at him. …… SIERRA’S P.O.V

She is standing in an attacking position now. 'Kill him! Kill him!' Sofia had been screaming inside Rhodia's head ever since, the wolf had gone berserk from being teased into a rotten creature. "Huh? You're mad? Are you not aware? If you're worse than the word dilapidated itself?!”

One of the pack members challenged. Aiden stood up abruptly. Sierra who was seated beside them could not say a word because she was unsure of how to convince them that she isn’t a monster. “Right before Sierra left for the border, she trained day and night preparing herself to be strong. She has her inner wolf named Bia, I’ve talked to her before. She’s not a weak omega or a wolf-less girl but a strong silver wolf. You all heard of her great work at the border from General Wayne. Tyler and other omegas can testify to how she saved her colleagues on their way to the border.

Eyes that assessed everything in one sweep. She looked at me. Her expression shifted. Softened slightly. “You’re smaller than I expected,” she said. Her voice was low. Calm. “But I can see why Marcus is scared.” “Who are you?” My voice came out steadier than I felt. “Her name is Sienna,” Lycian said. Moving to stand beside me. His hand found the small of my back. Steadying. “She’s from the Wolf Council. Investigative division.” The Wolf Council. The governing body over all North American wolf packs. The ones who settled disputes. Enforced laws. Maintained order.

To tell you the truth, I have no idea what is preventing me either. "Why does my wolf repel Bianca?" The question was posed by Luis through the mindlink. My response was simply, "I don't know." "And also Jace said he has been interacting with a she wolf named Fiona." That was his statement. I found myself letting out a snarl that was almost animalistic. Everyone in the car turned their heads to look at me for an explanation, but I ignored them all. "Tell Jace not to mess with me." I responded while giving him the sideways glance.

I immediately felt sorry for her and wondered if Jessica also had similar scars. “My name is Carrie,” I say to the new wolf. “I do not care what your name is. What are you doing here?” she demands. Jessica turns towards the she-wolf, “It is none of your fucking business what she is doing here; get the hell away from my space,” she growls at the unknown wolf.

Maybe it won’t hurt this much later? ‘Sia…’ she called out for her wolf and for the first time, it wasn’t for help. She knew her wolf would be just as hurt by what was almost a rejection from their mate, and she wanted to talk to someone who would understand. And right now, only Sia could do that. She got no reply, but she could feel her wolf’s alertness and she knew Sia was listening to her.