Wild Novels & Stories

Since Riley was doing well in school, she had no problem with taking the day off. She hadn't been sleeping well. She felt tired and paranoid when she should have felt energized and excited. The last two nights, she even felt like there was someone watching her from a distance. She would look outside , peaking from behind her blinds, but couldn't tell where they were hiding. She would toss and turn all night dreaming of nothing but an endless void. Even Ava didn't want to come out and talk. Was there something wrong with her wolf? This was not what she pictured.

Dangerous. But real.

Even the wind seemed to dance with relief, carrying the scent of fresh earth, melting snow, and distant wildflowers. From the forested hills and rolling plains, faint stirrings began. Birds lifted into the sky in irregular flocks, their calls sharp and jubilant, a chorus of natural applause. Wolves lifted their heads, ears twitching, noses sniffing the shifting air. Somewhere, a fox dashed through underbrush, pausing mid-leap to sniff the breeze that carried hints of freedom. It was subtle at first, almost imperceptible, but gradually, the world began to awaken.

Her eyes, once a soft shade of blue, now bore the fiery intensity of an untamed beast. Together, they stood beneath the ancient oak tree, their wolves basking in the moonlight, painting streaks of silver through the darkness. With a shared understanding, they leaped forward, their paws thudding rhythmically against the forest floor. The wind whipped through their fur, caressing their untethered spirits, as they became one with the forest, with the night, with the wild.

Anaki had always wanted to hear about Moon and Kurgi's 'sin against nature' for a long time. "You and Rex's beta would get along just fine with the braicell between the two of you.!" Kit chuckled, making Rex smile, thinking of him. "Only 3 wolves in Creation have dared to go against Nature, committing the most forbidden law, 'Wolves are born...not turned'. The first wolf to do this was Winter Wolf, I was the second, and Rex you were the last, but you certainly won't be the last." Moon recalled Anatashi's words from this morning.

My wolf won’t have this! ^~^

he decided to wait for her to either calm down or talk to them. The silence stretched on as Wild looked around once more before sitting down. He could wait. Nobody was coming yet. "Wild, what's going on?" Jon whispered, to which Wild quickly shushed him. He stared up expectantly, waiting for her to recognize him as non-threatening and speak up. It took longer than either of them really liked, but if people were searching on the director's order, they weren't in Wild's range. "W-what are you..?" She finally asked. There was a guttural sound to her voice, like a growl

An arrow-straight Roman road lay before them, cutting a swathe through the countryside. The wind tore at Karen’s hair. It flowed from under her helmet, made her skirt stream back, the air stinging her legs, forcing itself between them, plundering her sex. Her inner lips were alternately exposed and covered, crushed by the leather seat, abruptly released. She inhaled the hot smell of tarmac and the scent of Spike’s body, his broad shoulders bent under the shiny leather, broad hands gripping the handlebars. She clung to him frantically, maddened by the speed and her own lust, terrified yet exultant.