Starrk Coyote Novels & Stories

THREE WEEKS LATER If there was one thing in Del-Rey’s life that he knew with all certainty, it was himself. He was a Coyote Breed, and as he informed the Breed Ruling Cabinet weeks later, he admitted to some of that Breed’s worst traits. Calculation, manipulation. The ability to look at a situation and instantly size up the roadblocks and dangers inherent in it and find a way over them. He wasn’t a charge-into-the-fray type of guy. He was a slice-their-throat-in-the-dark animal, and he fully admitted to it.

“Yeah, that’s Logan Carter.” There was a round of Oh's and ahs from the group at the window. I heard my phone buzz on the table with a notification. I closed my laptop down and grabbed my things. A lot of the office stayed at the window watching as I exited. I must admit they were correct; he looked exceptional. He was wearing dark jeans, a crisp white T-shirt and a black leather jacket. He was leaning against the bonnet of a car I didn’t recognise.

Carter says winking at me I kick him under the table ,he swears under his breath asshole. Later that day I see the guys off the kids have left Kaylee is in her room I think I walk up to my bedroom ready to shower the day away my wife is coming home in two hours I want to cook her a nice dinner ,run her a bubble bath with her favourite glass of wine then ravage her.

I snarled again. The young wolf looked as though he may throw up. “I, I am Cobalt. I am from the Moon Eclipse pack. Please, please don’t hurt me.” I could tell he was young. Maybe sixteen if I had to guess. I shifted into my human form. He stayed still as he lay on his back on the ground. “Shift,” I command him. He looks down as his human form takes control. He was tall and kind of skinny. He looked worried as though I may kill him at any point. “Stand up,” I ordered trying not to scare him too much.

Staying true to his reputation, Kane was a sneaky bastard. “I can smell blood up ahead.” Sparrow crouched low and shifted into his terrifying cat, Arlo. Beast could sense the unease amongst the royal elites. Not only was Sparrow a tiger shifter, but the scars and markings across his entire body only heightened the visual terror of him.

Foam and drool dripped from its mouth as if anticipating her taste already. We need to shift. Her inner coyote pleaded. Even though coyotes don’t compare to wolves especially rogues, Nadia could put up a good enough fight to flee. Without even thinking further, Nadia closed her eyes, shifting into a small tanned coyote. The bones of her body disassembled then reassembled with ease and her clothes tore away from her body. A low growl rose from her chest to intimidate the rogue. “A coyote.” The rogue spoke in surprise. “Where’s your pack?” He spat as he circled around her. His glazed eyes looked her all around, taking in every inch of fur she had.

The deep, guttural roar of thirty Harleys. Out of the darkness of the trail behind the tower, the Iron Wolves emerged. And at the front, his face streaked with soot and blood but his eyes burning like twin suns, was Dax Steele.

They will know how to take me down. I lift my nose to the air, trying to identify their species. They’re too mangy for wolves. As they advance, it hits me: coyotes. Fucking coyotes. “Can I help you?” the asshole driving the car that hit Jasmine asks. Ignoring the danger, I go alpha on him. I stalk around the car and plow my fist into his face. Bone crunches under my fist and his body flies back and dents his car door. The rest of the pack surge forward, making a tight circle around me, but no one touches me.

I said, and he began to laugh. Sylvester was a tall muscular man. His hair was silver with bronze highlights. His eyes were bronze with specks of silver in them. The gamma spirit wolves were the only ones with two-coloured wolves, silver with bronze highlights. He was a very handsome man. The ladies that were in the cafe where we met kept staring at him. The waitress that served his coffee found a way to slip him her number. It was quite funny watching their reaction towards Sylvester. He had the same effect on human women. He was hot.

“I'll have my usual” “Undestood” The Kitsune replies. “And your partner?“ “My partner doesn't drink” “I'll be back with your order, sir” The Kitsune says, walking away. “Let's seat here, Aklan” Aedan says as he settles down onto an empty fluffy couch. “There are three known elements to this but they are hidden inside the coyote district” “The coyote's whispering fang, the sagebrush ember and the howling nightshade” Aedan reveals. “I don't know much about the existence of number 2 and 3 but number 1 fully exist. I've seen and touched it"