Spice And Wolf Light Novels & Stories

The wolves have moved on, or at least the first set did but we are seeing more of them. “ Dad, tell him. They have a right to know.” Luther said. What is going on? I look over at my Beta to see if he is picking up something but I see him staring out the window behind the Alpha’s desk. Alpha looks over at Tyler “ Something wrong Beta?” Tyler doesn’t take his eyes off the window “ Excuse me Alpha but I could have sworn I saw a glowing light outside your window.” I expected the Alpha to brush it off or think Tyler was losing it but he asked “ What color was it?” Tyler didn’t miss a beat “ Light blue.” Alpha turns to the window and so do I just as a flash of light blue happens. What the hell?

There she saw the smile and happiness that was supposed to be hers on Raven's face as her own husband led her to the dance floor,passing by her once again. Pain would be an understatement to describe what Nina felt that moment. She stood rooted and dazed as she watched them dance.His hands on her waist as he moves in the same direction as her. When he twirls her around and leans her in,his hands clamped her bare leg.Nina's wolf threatened to come out in her full form but Nina refused. "It's okay,lil wolf." she used the nickname Aiden would always use "Why should we fight for one who isn't fighting for us?" she sadly says as she turns away ready to leave the party with a heavy heart.

The lighting... It must be the lighting, Rayna! "I don't have time for this bullshit—" His phone rang and he stopped mid-sentence. Was it my imagination or did he look more panicked than frustrated? "Alpha, the girl—" He looked like he was cut off and his eyes glowed brighter and feature tensed. I took a cautious step back. Alpha? Alpha male?! How much did his parents hate that dude to name him that? His glaring eyes dug holes in me and the other hand clenched tighter by his side. Is it only me or the whole Restaurant is glaring at me now?

I don't have time to lay down. Three hours later, the wolf, already cheerful, ran up to the house on the edge of the camp. He threw things out of his mouth, looked around and threw himself over as a man. The beast was unhappy, although this is putting it mildly, he was angry: he did not feel the smell of Leah. Most likely put on the artifact again. I also winced in displeasure, but this is probably for the best: talking to her and inhaling her alluring smell would be problematic, to put it mildly. Having dressed, he went into the house, from the bowels of which the appetizing smell of pastries. Went to the kitchen. - Hi.

I pushed her off, "come let's cook... And I don't wanna be mad at you. Right now I just wanna treat you right." "me too.. So, as we deal with a place that is raining wolves... no more fighting..?" "no more fighting.."

“Do you smell that?” I ask Lila. She sniffs the air and walks a few steps, “Yes, and look!” she points. The smoke is filling the air above us and my heart begins to race, “Leave the bags!” I shout as I grab her hand and we run toward the farm. “Maddie, slow down! I can’t see anything!” Lila stumbles behind me. I have perfect vision no matter what the conditions are, it’s a perk of being a wolf.

Amara's POV The pack house had undergone a magnificent transformation, shedding its practical, formidable daytime aura for one of unparalleled celebration and warmth. Garlands woven from fragrant white blooms and shimmering silver ribbons draped elegantly along the walls, catching the soft glow of countless candles. These candles flickered in tall, slender glass holders, casting dancing patterns of light and shadow across the faces of the gathered wolves. The long, sturdy wooden tables, usually reserved for pack meetings, now groaned under the weight of a veritable feast: golden-roasted meats, crusty artisan breads, overflowing bowls of sweet, seasonal fruits, and flagons of potent, spiced w

“But because I want you to.” From the folds of his coat, Reyes produced a small parchment—neatly folded and sealed in Nyxorian black wax, the emblem of the black wolf gleaming faintly in the moonlight. He slid it into the spy’s shaking, blood-slicked hand and curled the man’s fingers around it.

"And finally, the wait is over. I'm proud to call this lady next to me, Mitzy Damon, as my love, my mate, our Luna." And people started howling and they started to shift into their wolf forms. And then they run into the woods still howling. That's how werewolves celebrate very important moments and probably after a while they will run back here again to enjoy the food here and actually party just like humans usually do. "You're not going to run with them?" I asked Eaton. He shakes his head and smiles, but I know he wants to join the whole pack. "I'm not going anywhere without you."