Tequila Wolf Novels & Stories

The wolf goes from attack to submissive more than once which showed us that he doesn’t want to fight but Yanik is making him do it. The wolf turns and looks at me and it’s left eye is tar black while the other is brown, this guy has been cursed ( Kavi, charge him and hold him around his neck so he’d submit I need to get his eye ) < his eye? What on earth for? > ( his left eye has a curse which is probably why he’s the way he is, just make him submit but don’t kill him )

Theon could heard the sounds of her body adjusting and bending into place and see her shadow changing. But he wasn’t seeing the small scrawny Omega wolf of Naomi’s childhood. When she stepped out from behind the screen the Alpha family all gasped loudly. “Fucking hell” was all Theon could say. Naomi padded over to him and did a little twirl around before sitting on her back paws in front of him. He had heard of the legend of silver wolfs but he had never believed he would see one but there she was. The woman who kept getting better in his eyes was stood in front of him a huge she-wolf with glistening silver fur and shiny blue eyes. He swore if a wolf could look smug Naomis was doing it.

Perla's gravelly voice brought her back from her fleeting memories. "Saul and Thiago were brothers that fought for the rights to be Alpha of the first White Creek pack" Perla sipped her coffee before continuing the story. Nueva listened eagerly to the details as she puzzled the pictures she had seen in the book together with the story, inside her head. "I saw a white wolf in the book is that my Eira?" Nueva interrupted Perla's storytelling. "Well, yes and no. We don't know enough about the Ice wolf to know if there is more than one." Perla tried to explain.

"Turn? What are you saying?" "Ah, so that boyfriend you are with tonight is keeping you in the dark. Figures, since you are not marked. He must not be serious about you. Born wolf shifters may not continue forever, but science will ensure that they do." A small box in his hand revealed a syringe, filled with a glowing, blue liquid. "Now, let us not make this difficult," he said, voice soft but his eyes were reflective, the eyes of a wolf. They lunged at the same time; her towards the box and he towards her. She screamed when he grazed her arm, just out of reach. Using an old desk as a barrier, she managed to get behind it and hold an old candleholder out in front of her.

So much I looked that he caught my eye and chuckled once more. "You want to try wolf beer? I don't carry people home, especially if they're not from around, but I can order one for you. As a matter of fact, unless you seem the tough kind or are a wolf, they wouldn't sell it to you, so I'll do that for you." "Really!? I mean, is not that... you know, a few minutes ago, I didn't even know there was such a thing." "Don't worry, I got you. HEY BILL!" He yelled to the bartender that turned with a smile. "You ready for a real drink?" The bartender said.

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

The Solar Eclipse Pack was a small pack that consisted of about 500 wolves and 100 of them were warriors. they were located in the rural parts of Virginia, more specific closer to Marion, Virginia. They have been fighting other packs around them for months,because they were the smallest pack of the packs around them. Those fight were more for territory over anything else. The strongest of any of the packs around them was the Blood Lust pack. All they cared about was power and territory.

Meagan asked. “No I prefer a shot of tequila.” Carl answered. Meagan glanced at him. “We seem to have the same interests in drinks.” “Maybe.” Carl chuckled. “I envy you wolves.” Meagan spoke up after some seconds of silence. “Why?” Carl asked. “You can take so much alcohol as you want without getting drunk.” Meagan tasted the champagne. “There is a limit in every wolf. Some wolves are lightheaded just like some humans and they can’t take too much alcohol. And it tends to weaken their wolves but there are rare cases of such though.” Carl explained.

Ditto buddy! “What? You can fly over the river as a wolf?” I shot. “Almost, I am one of the fastest wolves in Astoria,” Kent said. Not bragging but just like it was a fact. “Why don’t you transform and I hop on your back? I can hold on pretty tight.” I suggested. Kent turned to me slowly. He looked beyond angry. “How dare you!” “What?” I asked, confused. “How dare you ask an Alpha to be your mule? I have never, will never, let anyone ride my back.” He explained further.

she asked, her voice finally dropping the sarcasm. "Why?" "Because there are only two people on this side of the continent who have the recipe." She dipped a finger into a water-diluted sample and touched it to her tongue. "God. It's the one." "What is it?" "A few drops in a drink, and a wolf loses their memory of the last twelve hours. It's a total blackout." "A sedative?" "Better. It hits the bloodstream in seconds. It makes the victim compliant. Numb." I felt a cold pit open in my stomach. Blood for blood.