The House Of Wolves Novels & Stories

After a few seconds, he hurriedly jumps away from Blake and listens alertly to whatever it is outside of their house. Blake stands up looking to the north of the house, trying to listen to what has caught Mark’s attention, but he isn’t able to see anything above the fence surrounding the property, but then, he hears howls. It seems to be a pack of wolves. Blake tries to understand why wolves are howling right outside their house and Mark is so interested in that howl. Blake tries to make out the connection between them. Abruptly, he feels his shirt being pulled by Mark. Unprepared, he stumbles forward a bit. With clear confusion and curiosity in his mind, he turns towards Mark as he gives hi

" I took the elevator to spare time. Our pack house has five floors, dad and the rest of our family live on the top floor and the library and offices are on the fourth floor. The third floor is where the Beta and Gamma stay with their families, and the second floor is the game room, movie theatre, and guest rooms for any visiting packs. The pack house main floor is the kitchen and dinning room along with two living rooms and the omega staffs bedrooms. Overall, we can house one hundred wolves at max capacity. We have the largest pack in California comprising five thousand pack members. The pack house is in the center of town, our housing is made up of victorian homes along with some modern ho

Considering the age of the house, the scents were sweet, charming. Whoever lived here they were happy. The house smelled of happiness, of peace. It was such a strange scent to have around the house. I rushed toward him, following him through three more rooms before we made it to the kitchen. “The house has multiple rooms for the pack. They do visit, and when they do I like for them to make themselves at home. Unfortunately with wolves, they fight. I have got four television rooms so there is no fight over the remote or what they watch.”

As I watched, William pushed open the French doors leading to the balcony, revealing a set of stairs that descended into the backyard of the packhouse. We raced down the stairs, our breaths coming in short, anxious bursts. The chaos of betrayal seemed to vanish as we burst through the back door, our hearts pounding with adrenaline. On the balcony, two massive wolves faced off, their bodies poised for attack. Their chests were low to the ground, hackles raised, and ears pinned back. My dad's wolf, with his piercing silver eyes, was in a frenzy, attacking Alpha William’s wolf, who was slightly larger and had dark fur.

Zayn screams that I should get behind him which I did gladly although not so sure there was much he could do to save us. I couldn't help but tremble in fear, as I thought of all the things I didn't get to do throughout my miserable life. I watched as the wolves geared forward towards us but somehow got intercepted by another larger looking pack of wolves. I tried my best to control my raging breath as intense fear overwhelmed me. There were a lot of quick movements, my eyes unable to follow and before I knew what was happening, my legs gave way. I fell loudly to the floor as my eyes slowly shut close. I could feel myself being lifted from the ground by the now familiar scent I was addicted t

– How did you get here? - Are you okay? I asked Lisa. He looked fine. At least better than after our first transition with him. - I'm ok. - Fox smiled at me, slightly swaying on his feet. The answer suited me, so it's time to look around where we still got. - Hey Bars. I greeted my friend, looking around. Wooden log house. The scent of the forest is all around. Apparently, this is some kind of lodge in the forest. But one thing is alarming, it smells like wolves of my breed. And not just one werewolf, there are at least four male adults. And I won’t confuse one smell with anyone, Mikhail ...

A sprawling den and several other larger rooms and halls led deeper into the mansion. Even the main compound at Wolf Pack Run—which housed all the apartments of the pack’s elite warriors—wasn’t as immaculate as this. The Grey Wolves ran one of the largest ranches in the state of Montana. It was a multimillion-dollar business. But that profit supported well over one hundred Grey Wolf families who made their home at Wolf Pack Run. Not to mention that the pack sent significant income to the subpacks and used funds from that same income as part of their operation costs.

The women present in the room watched in fascination as both lips of pretty, soft petals opened like a flower blooming in summer. They started sweating. They hunger that their wolves were making them feel seemed unquenchable. Their throats were so dry, they had to forcefully gulp down the water that had filled their mouths at the sight of the prey that was lying naked, helpless in front of them like nothing but a piece of meat. Now it was time to fill their mouth with the taste of their Luna’s cum.

[Alec:] I arrive at the park house in my wolf form, and I cannot help the growl that leaves my mouth at the scene before me. I can see abut six to seven wolfs that are not from my pack and my warriors and Ryan fighting them off. I lunge forward, my paws digging into the first wolf I see. He tries to fight me off, but obviously is not my match and with loud howl I make for his neck and rip it off, his blood splattering everywhere.

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.