The Broken Wolf Molly Novels & Stories

He then shouted at Molly, "What are you doing, young lady? Get in the car! Do you want to be swallowed by that thing?" "I want to move as well, but my legs aren't responding." Molly was already in tears. She had thought about all the dangers that she could have encountered when she came to Domster, but she had never thought she would bump into such beasts. Soon, Jason arrived in front of Molly. A wolf cub was in his hands. The wolf cub's fur was silver and it looked very pretty. The cub wasn't small, either. However, one of its legs was injured and there was a lot of blood.

It locked eyes with the dark brown wolf. Mallory tried moving out of the way but the dark brown wolf snapped at her, keeping her in the area between the two wolves. The dark red wolf backed up and went to lunge. Mallory found herself ducking and the wolf went over her head. It landed in front of Mallory letting out a loud growl and lunged for the dark brown wolf. At the last second Mallory noticed the dark red wolf’s eyes glowing red with an amber ring and knew they were from Red Woods. She was torn between staying with the wolf and continuing her journey for help. If Red Woods were close by she had to let them know what was happening. She took off running.

Only a few more days, okay? ‘Thank you, Molly.' I sniffled, wiping away the tears. ‘Thank you for reminding me. It was a very difficult day and I almost forgot.' ‘I know but it's okay. I got you.' She promises softly, her presence comforting. ‘You're not alone.' Molly has chosen me when I was thirteen, many years before any other werewolf does, which is eighteen.

Jeremy needed his sister. "Tell me everything," Molly demanded, though her voice was still weak. "I want to know all about my children, my nephew, everything I missed..." "Slowly," Dr. Evans cautioned, still monitoring her vital signs. "You need to regain your strength gradually." But Molly's wolf was already growing stronger, drawing energy from her mate bond with Gunner and the pack bonds with her children. Luna reached up with a tiny hand to touch her mother's face, while James made a happy wolf-cub sound.

Grace was now in the car and after their conversation with Demir she could not even imagine him right now and so she laughed hardly enough to resist it. She tightened her fist and said. “A wolf is in our cage.” “Are you serious?” a voice of a man echoed through her phone while hearing Grace chuckling on his words. She handed down her phone and removed her sweater and rubbed her hands with alcohol. “Hang on babe, I gotta disinfect my hands ‘cause I might carried some of his bacteria.”

I was badly hurt but, if I had to help Emma in bringing down her mate, I would. Soon there was a loud growl. Emma had shifted into her large dark wolf. Josh laughed. "So, my stupid mate wants to challenge me," he said, and shifted into his wolf that almost had the same color as hers. Emma slowly circled Josh, seeking a weak spot to bring him down. "Grrr," Emma growled, as Josh lunged at her and bit her on one of her lips. Emma grabbed him by his neck. "Grrr," I heard Josh growl. He pushed Emma into the wall while blood dripped from his neck.

Noelle rolled her eyes as she held her chocolate in her mouth, swinging forward, holding the branch with one hand and the tree trunk with another, letting go and taking her chocolate from between her sharp teeth only when she was sure she was fully balanced. And I, my little black fur ball, don't want to socialize ever. She told her wolf who growled again in warning, "I am not little!" Noelle's wolf was smaller than the average female wolf, owing to the fact that she was only half a wolf, the other half a fragile human who died giving birth to her. But she was faster, more aggressive, and calculative. In her seven years of rogue life, not once had she been hit by a silver bullet or injected

From behind, the way his shoulders rose with every breath and the way his muscles bulged, told me how he was desperately trying to maintain a grip over his temper. “Your highness, I-I… I didn’t mean to…” Husky was shaking so badly I could barely make out the words. “I didn’t know…” What happened next was unlike anything I’d witnessed before. Derek let go of Husky’s neck and without a single moment’s hesitation, dug his claws into Husky’s chest. I could practically hear the sound of flesh breaking as Derek pulled out Husky’s bloody, still beating, heart. My knees weakened and I found myself falling to the ground. I never imagined – even for once in my life – that I would ever see someone lite

I said sadly, looking off to the right of Michael as I remembered all the times it felt like I lost spirit. “What do you mean?” Michael asked as he tilted his head slightly to the right. “My wolf came extremely early. I wasn't able to shift, but he came to me. I could communicate with him, and he could help me heal, but I couldn't shift. He appeared when I was eight… after the first time I was raped. He said he was there to help me. He said he came early because I needed him.

I spoke with a flat tone and watched the colour drain from his face and fear take over. “Kill him.” He shouted as he shifted into a muddy coloured brown wolf. One that was no match for my own. I ran straight for him, shifting mid air into Khaos' huge black wolf. One of the other wolves came at me from the side as Jack went in for my throat. Both were nothing, as I kicked my back legs out at the unknown rogue and heard the snapping of bones as I shattered his jaw. Followed by his yelp of pain. Jack, seeing that he wasn't going to get my throat veered left and jumped onto my back, sinking his teeth into my shoulder.