Sica Wolf Novels & Stories

“And your sister, Sierra, is no better.” From the gleam of heat in his eyes, she had a sudden suspicion being good at persuasion was a common trait among the Grey Wolf pack. “You looked very much at home among the Grey Wolves. You’re blending in well.” She almost laughed. “Then I was doing a good job of acting, considering I was trying not to pass out or vomit on the groom’s shoes.” She shuddered. “You could have warned me Wes Calhoun was the new Grey Wolf second-in-command.”

SOFIA Everything happened in a blur. I was aware of it all, and yet, I wasn’t. It was almost like everything was happening to another person, and yet it was me. I felt Derek’s strong arms beneath me, carrying me. I heard his conversation with Vivienne before they both decided to take me to see Corrine the witch at the Sanctuary. I saw the agitation on Derek’s face, the intoxicating scent of his natural musk filling my nostrils as I snuggled against him.

It doesn't appear that I will be getting trained anytime soon. As the ferry boat begins to dock, my heighten senses see a woman struggling on the beach. It appears to be Kayla. But I can't quite make it out. I hope she didn't follow me to Siren Point Prison. The whole reason I wanted to be contained in my werewolf form was to not hurt Brianna or Kayla, especially Kayla. If I hurt Kayla I will never forgive myself.

"Surely they had traitors." "Did you?" I ask Nira. She nods. "For someone to leave the pack, they had to fight Amira or Tavin, her trainer. No one wanted that. The ones who attempted to leave without permission were dealt with." She fidgets with her fingers nervously. She might have been close to the former alpha but she doesn't do well with me. "Who is the closest to the she wolf?" I ask. "Tavin Brooks or Iyla Banks." She says quickly.

Jake murmured from behind me to acknowledge his presence. "The rest?" "They are right behind me, look." I watched a few wolves joining us, then with a nod, they turned into their wolf form whilst I decided to remain in my human skin to have a direct conversation with the big bad wolf killer. Dr Write was already inside the dungeons and so I decided to proceed with my pack, moving slowly to avoid making too much noise. It seemed like he had no backup with him except for Faustus, the guy that can shift. Slowly, as we reached the dungeon door I motioned with my hand for the others to follow. The scientist's scent smelled of death like he was exposed to multiple dead bodies in one go.

Sia agreed. "And yet you let me watch..." Sonia murmured. "It's good for you," Sia said, leaving Sonia wondering what she meant. Sonia shifted her weight. "Do you know anything about wolves?". Sia turned to face her. "They are animals in the form of dogs or humans..." she explained, then asked, "Why asked?". "I want to watch a wolf movie..." Sonia said, and Sia couldn't help but smile. ⁵ "Anything for a fantasy lover," Sia said, reaching out to roughly ruffle Sonia's hair.

More precisely, I would have heard it, but I would not have understood it . Here it is! I just got it. I got to Michael, after a relationship with the Snow Wolf! The son of the same Wolfa, to whom his former love, Linda, had gone! I’m even afraid to imagine what he then felt when he felt the painfully familiar smell of his rival on the daughter of his leader ...

- I, as the alpha of the pack, on a mental level can call any wolf or she-wolf of my pack. - What about me? - No, Leah, neither I can hear your wolf, - he climbed a couple of steps, so that now our faces are on the same level, - and she does not hear my wolf. Thanks to this one,” he stretched his hand to my neck and, picking up the cord, pulled out my cross-artifact, “an amusing little thing. Maxim grabbed the cross and clenched it in his fist, at that moment I was as if scorched by heat, a ringing sounded in my head, as if a bell had been struck nearby.

Seeing the panic in the female wolf's eyes, Rex intervened. "No. We will determine if, I'm sorry, what is your name?" He asked, softening his tone. "Aisha." She looked down. "OK, Aisha, let's take a walk to distance us from prying eyes and ears. Its just going to be you, me, Makai, Rixa, and Kit. Would that be alright with you?” He smiled at female wolf trying to ease her fears. Being an omega after all, in a pack, they were always first to submit under an Alpha's Spirit.

It was fast, efficient, and silent. A second wolf, smaller, leaner, and moving with an almost balletic grace, slammed into the back of the gray wolf's knees. The gray wolf roared in surprise and pain, tumbling to the ground. The smaller, black wolf looked up at me. Its eyes were amber—the color of Rian's shifting wolf. But this wolf was not Rian. It gave a single, sharp bark—a command, not a snarl. It was Zara. Zev's twin sister. Rian's loyalist.