Stalking Fox Novels & Stories

Dakota was at the front now, using his vision to get a better view. "It's about the size of a fox and moving like one. Why is it stalking us? Can he not scent us?" Dakota asked. I shook my head. "We have a treaty with the foxes so they shouldn't be bothering us. I still can't take the chance with Jennie."

I listened intently, absorbed in the horrifying details. He stopped his story and glanced around him, picking up speed. I sucked in a deep breath and grabbed onto the handle. “What happened?” I gave him a clueless look. “Someone’s stalking us in his wolf form. Strangely, I can’t get his scent. So, it can’t be a Lucerian. Whoever is stalking us has camouflaged his scent effectively.” My heart sank with dread. I knew it was a Red Wolf. They found me.

She cursed the tears that had made her miss her way so… cursed the entire town and the day she ever set foot in it. Natalie had always thought Clarksville was bad— and to be honest, it was, but at least she could deal with the things that happened to her over there, Being bullied and being the town outcast seemed to be nothing when placed in comparison to having a stalker watch your every mood while claiming you as his! Oh Natalie, but what makes you think it’s a man? Her subconscious mocked darkly, drawing a shiver out of the young, scantily-clad woman. She didn’t even have time to contemplate if her shivering had to do with her thoughts or with the chilly nature of her surroundings, for sh

And then, without any control of his human form, the wolf started running through the jungle like a wild beast on a hunt. A couple, wearing simple jeans and black t shirt moved through the sea of people thoroughly in the middle of the streets, their steps were hasty and their hands clasped in each other's tightly. The man wrapped his hand around the woman's slim waist, pulling her tightly close to him, and then their hasty steps slowed down when they heard the sound of footsteps of tracker that had started following them from the spot where they had made their last person who had replaced the murdered disappear from his spot. The tracker lost the track of the couple, so when Bella tried to p

She screamed. After all she presumed he was always watching her. "Don't kill him." She pleaded, "I do not want additional guilt." "Who are you anyway and why the fuck have you been stalking me?" She yelled, "Don't you have better things to do, don't you get tired, for how long have you been stalking me? For months? A year? For how long have you been sending gifts? Ain't you tired? Damn you!" "I know you can listen to me." She said, "You can hear me, I am crazy now, that's what you wanted right? a crazy Korina, that's why you have been frustrating me, look at me talking and yelling all by myself."

Adam grumbled at Uncle Austin. Uncle Austin then looked at the black square-shaped item embedded in the marble table, Uncle Austin smiled. "They didn't hide the stove, Lord." Uncle Austin answered patiently. “The stove you have been looking for is behind you. It's black and square." He continued. Adam finally looked back, it was true. The stove had actually been seen earlier, but he thought that it was part of the table. The picture or pattern on the table.

I wound have returned back to the palace if I had not missed my way, and could not even remember my way back. Anyways, I had been really hungry, and I went out to look for a rabbit or whatever it could be to roast. On my way there, I saw a big fox. It looked like it could last me for at least the next five days. So, I decided to stalk and follow it. I did not even know I had walked that long of a distance till when I finally laid a trap and caught the fox. I killed it without gene phasing. I was finding it difficult to control my Lycan self because it was all still new. Anyways, I had not even gotten to where my m al was before I saw this man, he was horrible looking. He looked like he had b

, Caleb informed me in a serious tone. “Foxes?” I repeated after him without knowing. “Yes. Foxes can take someone’s exact looks as well as they can copy your exact scent too! Hence, I was unable to recognize them”, Caleb informed her. “If they can copy our looks and scent, then how are we supposed to differentiate between them and us?” I asked in a confused tone.

Time to go on the hunt. I head to the rope where Santiago tied up his shifter sub, where the white robe she wore lies crumpled on the floor. I pick it up and give it a good sniff. The scent is spicy, with a touch of floral. Fox. Definitely. If I can’t track the vampire by his scent, I can at least find the fox.