The Lone Wolf Takes A Chance Novels & Stories

Liza coughed as she noticed our movements and then glanced at the indifferent man that stood at her side. "Are you gonna go crazy like the others?" she asked him. "Do I look like a little pup with no self restraint?" came his casual reply. Liza snorted and rolled her eyes, "no, your wolf probably looks like that squirrel off ice age with its long ass m-" "That's everybody," Liza got cut off by Abel as he informed us. "Are you sure?" Axil asked. "Positive."

“I’m ready, shoot.” I take a deep breath and get started. “OK so you know how I had to go out in the field today and ended up tagging the rogue?” She nodded. “Well it was right next to the pack and there was a wolf there who was watching the whole thing unfold apparently. I didn’t see him until after it was all done and over with, and by then he had shifted back into a human since he was only wearing basketball shorts.” “Only wearing shorts? And the verdict?”

The other Lotus member returned, knelt down and wiped at her cuts hurriedly and efficiently, revealing even more cuts she hadn't thought would be there. "Hey, you two should see this. Haven't seen the boss this dangerous in a long time," the one standing interrupted with a grin. Victor was in his wolf form, steps sure and steady as he made it to the center in one powerful leap. It made the others pause to face him, those of his pack moving in line with him and the enemy at the ready across; even the mafia sides had ceased their firing. Releasing a brief bark, the Lotus took a step back while he stepped forward. He would take them on alone.

Before the person ahead can do anything, the lead wolf is on him with his mouth wrapped around his throat. “Where are they?” I demand of the lone wolf. He chokes as the wolf tightens his grip on him. I ask the wolf to loosen up slightly, the lone wolf coughs and sputters before replying, “Not far up ahead. I stayed behind to tell you they are expecting you,” he says as he tries to catch his breath.

As expected, a couple of wolves jump out of hiding and begin circling us, their intent clear as they growl. I could easily take them all if I was on my own but now I had a mate standing behind me trembling in fear. I contemplated turning to my wolf and finishing these rogues off but I can't risk her safety so I quickly connect to the mind link trying to reach my beta and pack while making sure she was still safe behind me.

It was rare to see mansions in the realm; only the richest and strongest wolf leaders had access to such. He had brought me to the forbidden Saber Pack, in which we had been warned never to run into no matter the crisis. The tales had it that they were the strongest werewolves in existence, having unimaginable power. “Can I just take a piss?” I say trying to work my way out. “You don’t smell of tension or irritation. That wouldn’t work on me. “ He bellowed, pushing me with his index finger. I almost tripped, but I got hold of myself early enough, using the door as a support system.

The gym is the one thing in my life I picked instead of inherited. And somebody snatched a girl right outside, while I counted reps. That’s on me. I sent the hunter out to count the missing. He's out there right now, alone, human, dead sure the worst thing in these woods is me. Go, says the wolf. Not a scrap of humor left in him. For the first time in weeks we want the exact same thing.

Alpha Zachary had always been seen as a strong and courageous alpha who'd take on any form of danger courageously. It came as stupefaction to many that he was captured by the witches in the first place because he was undefeated in the wars that happened in the past, many packs fear the Lone Wolf pack because their alpha was termed a savage beast, he is protective of his pack and would take on anyone who dares offend his pack. It would be a suicide mission to go against him and everyone is aware of this, behind the calm-looking and composed man is savagery ready to bring forth chaos any time.

Though they aren’t usually pups. *I just don’t think that’s it…* my wolf whispers, as if someone else would hear him. “It’s hard to see, never gets any easier,” Chance says, as he hits me on the back, and begins to walk away. “Don’t wait on me,” I mumble, as I turn and stare at the shack of a cabin. My feet push me forward and inside, my wolf suddenly on the prowl and taking over. I don’t question, I let him lead. Before I know it, we’re standing in front of a large pile of dirty laundry, and he forces me to hunch over and dig in.

The United Pack Hunting Council held its event on the Frostmoon Plains. The day I arrived, all eyes seemed drawn to me. It wasn't because my gown was extravagant. It was because there weren't many young she-wolves among the high-ranking hunters of the Neutral Zone—and almost none like me, with snow-white fur and a tall, lean frame. When the registrar called my name, everyone at the Blackthorn pack's table went quiet. Mother nearly leaped to her feet. Father, Ryan, and Leon all turned to look at me at once, shock written across their faces.