The Wolf Lady Who Wanted To Keep A Human Novels & Stories

Unfortunately, I couldn’t take over the pack until he was completely out of the picture, so now we had to find him. One problem at a time though. First, we had a problem to solve. How to save five supernaturals that have been entirely taken over by an evil wolf and his… whatever Maximillian is, without anyone ending up dead in the process. And, who for good measure, likely have cyanide capsules somewhere in their bodies. Before even getting to that, Lyla. I freed Lyla from the chains, helping her brush away the leftover wolfsbane stuck to her skin. I stepped over the wolfsbane to reach Ali where he lay on the floor, covered in blood, crouching next to him.

“Are you going to tell me what on your mind, or do I have to beat it out of you?” “Why the violence Maiden?” “Because you are wasting my time right now.” “Ok your majesty, I will tell you, warriors have found a she-wolf trespassing on our land.” “Ok why are you telling me this, the warriors know what to do”? “This she-wolf is not an average wolf, she have taken three of our best warriors, what interest me the most is that she fought them in human form” “Wow she is a tough she-wolf after all”

Wolfgang brushed Douglas' long, sharp-clawed arm aside and flung him into the air. Douglas immediately changed back to his human form, his eyes still filled with hatred, but he knelt before the Wolf King. "Why do you want to kill the prince?" The Wolfkin turned back to his human form and asked Douglas. Douglas, without delay for a second, raised his head and said to the Wolf King: "He stole my wife, sir." "Your wife?" The Wolf King looked at Lily and continued: “Is it her?” “Yes, wolf king!” Lily, who was lying in one place, hugging her body because Douglas had just pushed her hard, immediately stood up.

She shrieked as she backed away. The young lady rubbed her eyes again before taking a closer look at the huge wolf in front of her. To her surprise, the wolf was gone and what’s left was a naked man! “AHH!” Her high-pitched scream irritated the man was looking smugly at her. When Layla saw the man blinked, she was convinced she wasn’t dreaming.

Let's not repeat the mistake of those idiots. "Hello, young one. I am the general store manager. How may I assist you today?" asked the wolf lady with a professional smile. Kirou gave the woman a polite bow and started, "Hello miss manager. I'm here on an errand from the village head." "Oh? That means you're here to help me. Good. Recently I've run short on rabbit fur and rabbit meat. Could you go outside of town and travel south and collect some for me?" [System Message: General Store Manager has issued you a quest.]

My paws slam harder against the wet ground as the wind tears past me. Finally, the view clears, and like a blow, I screech to a stop. My red-rimmed eyes widen than the moon itself. The scene plays in slow motion. A fully shifted wolf snaps the head off another woman. Blood spills like rain across the grass and trees. The wolf stands 5 feet tall. Broad and powerful, its fur glistening under the bright moon. Red. And the woman whose head was ripped off is none other than Camilla. But that isn’t the most shocking part.

“You still needed a vessel,” she was grasping at straws even as her eyes slid to me. I slowly shook my head. “There’s too much bad blood between your wolf and me. Even if she was obeying your orders, I could never accept her. No, Eliza, the maid you hurt was the beneficiary of your precious wolf. See, you beat her and weakened her so severely that the shift she did that day to save herself, killed her wolf. Her wolf sacrificed itself to save its human counterpart. They hadn’t had enough time to heal and recover from her injuries. It seemed fitting she take your wolf, don’t you think?” I said quietly, the smile fading from my face.

These wolves fought like they expected to die if they lost. She should have left. Should have gone back to her room and pretended she never saw this. Instead, she stepped closer. A twig snapped under her boot. Every wolf froze. Six pairs of eyes locked on her. Then they moved as one, surrounding her before she could even think about running. "Well, well." The woman spoke first. She was tall, muscular, with scars running down her left arm. "Look what wandered into our den." "I didn't mean to interrupt," Lyra said quickly. "I heard a sound. I was curious."

However, the little wolf grabbed the tip of my clothes with her teeth, refusing to let me go. "Awww… she likes you," Bianca giggled. A young woman, who I assumed to be the young wolf's mother, in her late twenties, quickly ran towards us and scooped up the young wolf. She shifted into her human form and began crying loudly, trying to break free from her arms to follow me. Despite the young wolf's protests, Bianca urged me to follow her and led me away by taking my hand. She guided me deep into the heart of the Vermillion pack, where I was greeted with beautiful sights such as flowing spring rivers and bustling marketplaces where goods were bought and sold.

I threw the guns away and sidestepped the wolf, kicking it in the side, but because it was larger than me, it didn't even get phased and instead turned around, snapping its jaws at me. I took out the dagger I had prepared for Alexander and plunged it right into the wolf's eye, who howled in pain, followed by falling limp. I retracted my dagger and continued the fight when, like a flash, a large black wolf with a white and brown tail appeared out of nowhere, jumping into the fight. In less than minutes, the wolf wiped out almost all of my family, leaving only a handful of us. Looking at the agility and fighting skill, I instantly recognized him: alpha Alexander, the man I was here to kill!