White Fox Man Novels & Stories

Fat red tears started streaking down his cheeks as the man carried me by barking out," toss them with the rest!" "You know," the man's voice sounded amused as he swiftly made his way out of the pack house," funny enough we didn't even think to poison the vampires. I thought that was just a nasty rumor, but guess you really are something else. Eh? Alpha's bed warmer and messing with the vampires? Tsk. Little one I think you're just a lowly omega that used her charms to get to the top. Shapeshifter my arse! You smell wolf."

He'd left his woman out in the snow. One hand holding the horse's reins, the man took another sip of ale from his flask. He thought it was the only thing that could calm him down. And the only thing that could warm his belly. In the distance, he saw something odd, so odd that he nearly stopped the horse. A great white beast on two legs. A Wolf Man? He was carrying a person on his back. A woman with familiar clothing. Some of her dark hair tumbled out from her hood. She turned her head and looked at him.

He let out a small chuckle. "You're more interested than I thought." He chuckled again. My eyes were full of questions, but I tried to pick just one. "So, do you think it's a new breed of wolf?" I whispered, not sure why though. He shook his head. He went to explain himself. "There's more to my story. A couple of days later, when no one would believe my story, I went back into the woods. I needed evidence so my family wouldn't think I was crazy. I found paw prints in the soft sand and like the kid I was, I followed them. I had found them again, they all laid together in a pile of fluff. Snoring away as they slept. I remember not being able to look away. I was mesmerized. "Hey!" Someone had s

Isaac POV I was agitated today. News of a volatile werefox in the vicinity had surfaced again, naming him as the primary suspect for a serial abuser just a town over. It started with a singular infraction being reported, which resulted in several other women coming forward. Once a description was pieced together, it was easy enough to narrow down who it was - a rogue werefox who had taken up living amongst humans, going so far as being elected the sheriff. Foxes, like wolves, were my responsibility, but he was crafty. Lycans over there couldn’t pin him, and he had covered his tracks on the human side well enough we couldn’t even nudge an investigation from higher authorities in the correct d

I asked, studying the image, trying to make out any details. “Not to me,” Alex replied, his jaw tightening. “I’ll go do a sweep of the area. Laura, do you remember which way he ran?” Laura hesitated for a moment, then slid the laptop onto her lap. Her fingers trembled as she clicked through the camera feeds, flipping between different angles until she found the one she was looking for. On the screen, we watched as the man noticed the alarm. Then, with a quick, fluid movement, he shifted into a white wolf and darted toward the woods. The transition was smooth, almost too smooth, like he’d been shifting his whole life. The wolf glanced back once before disappearing into the trees. Laura clicke

The few I had visited were much smaller in size and distinctly inferior in both cleanliness and organization. When we’d finished touring the main part of the facility, he took us to an area that was marked “restricted”. Behind those doors I was amazed to discover a few rooms that contained several cages with convalescing wildlife. In one room there was an eagle and a few rabbits. Another hosted two foxes who’d had the misfortune of getting caught in a trap, but the good fortune of being discovered and rescued before the trapper returned to check on things. The final room we entered contained an enormous wolf with a broken leg. As I approached the cage, it snarled its warning. To my surp

Cecil asks and I attempt to reign in my irritation. I swear these people think I'm probably going bonkers, but I know what I saw. "Yeah the shadows could be playing tricks on you or the light for that matter. " "To form an entire wolf?" I snickered. "Yeah, I don't think so. It's a husky, there's no way to mistake it. " "Sounds like you know something, I reckon, " One of the men says placing down his jug. His mouth is smeared with the froth of liquor, creating a white beard and I stifle a laugh.

Iris hugged the naked girl tightly, trying to sooth her, not from the bite wound but from the ugly way she was just thrust into the world. This would have truly been a fight to the death, all over a female being frightened, if the tribal head had not pushed through the crowd and howled out, fists clenched. While not the sound known as a wolf howl, fox could bark, scream, and howl much like any other dog, albeit higher pitched, and the beastmen could call out in either form. Even in the chaos, hierarchy reigned supreme. Fur and fangs stopped flying, everyone turning to submit to the angry man standing in front of them with three black stripes on his face.

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.

Others were on the flood, bleeding from puncher wound to their neck, "Finally you are awake," a man stood on a podium staring down at me. But he wasn't like any man, his eyes were ruby red, and he had both features of a bat and a man, "Tell me," he spoke again, "What is a high class wolf like you doing out in the human world, living such a lie, in fact I personally think you did a great job blending in," "What— what are you talking about?" Fear captured my voice letting it shake like plants in a blizzard,