Wild Robot Novels & Stories

Wild Addiction volume 2. I never knew true addiction until I met her. I never truly understood what it is to crave, mind, body, and soul—until nothing mattered but fulfilling that craving. Until the only thing that mattered was easing the hollow space inside me. It was there whenever we’re apart. Like a dark hole, it lingered, intensifying until my mind was full of dark spots. Until my mind was full of easy curves, bare before me. Until my desires reflected her, bending at the waist, her pert, little arse in the air, colored red by my palm, the outline of my fingers visible against her pale skin.

“Help with what?” I glance over at Beth who has a concerned expression on her face. We hadn’t planned on asking for assistance from Wilder, to involve him in this but Paxton left us little choice. The pup in Beth’s arms begins to stir, whining and she pats his back “there, there baby mommy and daddy will be here soon.” I take a deep breath turning to face Wilder saying a silent prayer that Beth was right. “There have been these strange rogue attacks in the packs in the East. The rogues seem to be more ruthless than normal and a lot harder to kill.”

Then, to Nueva's horror, she could see feral wolves jumping in through the broken windows heading for the currently incapacitated people in the room. Mira had fallen to the floor, dazed by the explosion. A massive Rogue stalked towards her with its muzzle curled back, exposing yellow fangs dripping with saliva. Nueva desperately tried to get to her feet, but her body wasn't responding in her shocked state. So instead, she could only watch as the Rogue lowered itself, getting ready to pounce on its victim.

Hunt untied the rope from around my hands and once they were free, I rubbed the red rings around my wrists. "So can I leave?" I stood up and as I tried to move around him to get to the door, he caught my wrist and pulled me back. "I can't let you leave." "Why not?" My voice was laced with annoyance. "I did not do anything wrong." "Unfortunately I make a lot of decisions but my pack won't like knowing that we have a rogue on our hands and I'm about to let her loose, especially with all the attacks going around. For all we know," Hunt stepped closer. "You could be the wild rogue just trying to talk yourself out of a sticky situation."

It’s been him from the beginning. The crowd cheers loud and chants for him to make it more interesting. Stupid humans. “Let’s give the people what they want. Release the rogues,” Walden says, and cages around us open. Four rogue werewolves who’ve lost their sanity are released into the arena, ready to draw blood. The first one to attack me doesn’t stand a chance. I’m not the strongest wolf, but with Theo ’s recent harsh training, a rogue isn’t difficult for me to take down anymore. I put her down, but I don’t kill her. She’s just an unlucky wolf who’s lost her humanity and doesn’t know what she’s doing.

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.

The wolf distracted the rouge leader and launched towards him, the other rouges fought hard with the big black wolf but they weren’t able to fight it off, it lasted for a long time as more and more rouges keep launching forward but they were all defeated by the wolf, everywhere was stained with the blood of the rouges, but the big black wolf strength didn’t diminish at all he was still shinning in those fluffy black fur. The fight went on till the black wolf defeated the rogues and their leader and the big black wolf turned around, kicking away the bodies as he walked past it, coming up to me. He shifted back to his human form and took a piece of clothing from one of the tree trunk, then rob

One should note that Wildfire once resounded throughout the Southsky and was hailed as the number one rogue fighter. He was certainly not one to rely on an empty reputation. This individual not only possessed an eighth-grade spiritual treasure condensed from sky-soil energy but was also an eighth-grade alchemist. Coupled with his formidable flame technique, only then could he establish a formidable reputation in places like the Southsky, the western regions, and the eastern wilderness.

But Sasha didn’t realize she was staring at the woods. “Ah that,” the Rogue combed his hair with his fingers. “The Wolf Moon’s powers allowed me to tear a tiny weensy hole, and I passed through it.” He waved a hand to himself, “I’m not from any of the packs of Westfall as you can see. That’s why I can just mess around with your land’s magic.” Sasha tried yanking her arm back, but the Rogue held her elbow firmly. “What do you want?” she hissed, keeping her voice steady and cold despite panic rising in her chest.

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 or perhaps a meow of sorts. "A wolf hybrid. What are you?" Wild replied back. "... I am... a puma hybrid..." Wild could tell sh