Step It Up 2 Moose Novels & Stories

The scent of deer and moose came quickly to her and she changed directions. She began to pick up the pace until she slowly came to a stop and crouched down. "There are moose behind those trees," I suddenly heard. I almost let out a yelp because I forgot Titus could now mind link with me. "Yeah I know she senses them," I reply. Titus' wolf gave my wolf a nudge to tell her to go for it. She dashes quickly in and out of trees and dug her claws into its back. She fell to the ground and it's antlers hit her in the side. She let out a large growl and dug her teeth in its leg. Its front legs buckled and she dug her teeth into its neck and tore it out. It went limp and fell in front of her.

"Stop, please." The vehicle slowed, and I got out as I felt the motor stop running. I began to strip down. Once I was stark naked, I saw Helen just getting out of the side-by-side. "Do you know how to hunt a moose?" "No, I just thought you may need help." "Normally, I would say yes, but you don't know how to. So it would be quite dangerous, so best to just stay put." "Fine, then I will just watch." I nodded, and she stripped down. I shifted, and she followed. Her wolf's coat was brown. She was larger than my wolf, for sure. I mind-linked her.

I accessed the environment for the fifth time marking all the spots that had potential life-ending traps. I could almost see the cabin’s beat up chimney from here. Fourteen more steps and we would be standing on the cabin’s porch. Twelve more steps and I could almost smell the wood paint from the cabin’s walls. Ten more steps and I could already imagine myself diving in the moose fur I got years ago from skinning a moose that I had shot while hunting. Eight more… “Flames?’ Mia called warily and I turned around, my fucking heart pulsating.

It will take the guys at least an hour to catch up since the average speed of a wolf is 30 miles per hour. We weave up the hillside, chasing rabbits and birds, until we come across a herd of moose...I have always had a rather healthy fear of moose, they are huge and they can be quite aggressive. Ansel leads the way, should me how to stalk our prey, we flank the herd, me to the left, him to the right. I am too loud in this form, not yet used to the way I move my body on four limbs. I spook the herd and they start to run away, but I am faster. I take down the third largest cow moose. I tear out her throat in one swift movement, I turn around to see Ansel staring at me with affection, he is bac

So I reasoned. “Ahhh!!! Get out of here! Get off!” I let out a loud scream. Creatures that has eight legs, I leapt to my feet, attempting to brush off the crawling monsters, as I noticed the moose turning around to attack me once more. I grabbed a large branch and began swinging it over my head to scare the moose away, almost forgetting about the spiders.

I push forward, growling low. ‘Who leads this rebellion?’ I demand through the mindlink, my voice dark and feral. Silence. Thena voice comes, ‘I do, Alpha.’ A young wolf steps forward. He lifts his head. His eyes meet mine, unflinching. Bold. Reckless. Defiant. Barely holding back the storm inside me, I ask, ‘What is the meaning of this?’ His answer comes with shaking breath but unrepentant fire. ‘We demand safety. Guidance. We’ve shifted for the first time, and soon we’ll be expected to choose our mates at the Blood Moon festival. But you…’ He sneers, ‘You chose a human. A claim to be your whore…’

Henry*** The moonlight bathed the forest in a silver glow. I shifted. My body felt strange—disjointed, like I was becoming something else, something I didn’t understand. It wasn’t just a physical change; it was as if the very core of me was being torn apart and remade into something more powerful, something ancient. My muscles stretched and rippled beneath my skin, bones cracking as they shifted, pulling me into my true form. The world around me sharpened, the air growing crisp with a clarity I’d never known before. The wolf inside me roared to life, hungry, eager, demanding that I embrace what I was meant to be.

"Secondly and unfortunately, I know Tram well enough to know that he's a dipshit." "Yeah." Cameron said nodding. "I could tell from his shoes." A second later, they felt an overwhelming presence in their midst. It was like telepathy when they both looked up and saw Slade Horton making his way in. He walked so smoothly, almost without footsteps and he was dark from head to toe. He stopped just in front of Cameron and Jackie. "Hi Slade." Jackie greeted brightly. "Hi stepbrother." Cameron greeted with a mischievous smile as he took in Slade's appearance.

She chuckled darkly. I turned back around and made my way up to the stairs, "Don't worry mum, I'll be sure to add a few more hickies to her collection. Thankfully, there's not a camera in there so you don't have to see all the sinful things I'm about to do to her. I'm going to have her moaning under me when I'm done don't you worry." I got to the top and sent her a little wink, her face reddened and I could see the steam streaming out her ears.

he orders before reaching the moose. Occisor jumps into his claws at the back of the moose and Sasha does as she is told and bites very hard at its neck, it falls to the ground in agony and struggling with pain. Occisor releases it and sits down just to watch her kill her prey. Sasha increases the pressure on her bite, taking its life for good. The howl released by Sasha's throat is a thank you to the moon goddess, who welcomes it as a beautiful song with a smile. The magic is already happening.