Wolf And Rabbit Love Novels & Stories

Wolf gave her a crooked grin as she entered her home. “Oh Wolf!” The Moon cried, overjoyed to see him, “I’ve missed you! Where have you been?” The Wolf told her of his journey, how he asked the plants and the waters, the animals and even Sun himself how to find the Moon’s home. Over the course of their nights together, the Wolf had fallen in love with the Moon. And she with him. They decided to marry.

Then he heard Lyra's voice, filled with a hint of a smile: "I don't think Black Rabbit is timid at all. It shows that it loves itself and values its life. It's not necessary for it to cross the river; it can still eat and survive on this side." Tristan paused slightly, a faint surprise flashing in his deep eyes. Red Tail howled, impatiently asking, "So in the end, did Black Rabbit go to the grassland on the other side?" Lura gently hooked her lips. "Yes, it did." "Wow! Why? Wasn't it terrified to death?" Lyra turned a page. "Because it fell in love with White Rabbit." "Wow!" Red Tail widened his eyes. "Turns out, a yellow rabbit appeared on the other side of the river, and it also liked Whit

The two wrestled until Waylon's wolf managed to get the upper hand and pin my wolf down before mating with her. Unlike Patrick's wolf, his wolf didn't let go of the scruff even though the knot had locked us two. Instead, he was extra rough with my wolf, and she completely loved it. Waylon's wolf took some time to let me go, and when he did, Patrick's wolf was back again on mine, ready for a second round. My wolf took him eagerly, feeling happy and content to be with her mates again.

As Lycan royals, wolves had crescent moon marks on our necks, differentiating us from regular wolves. We ran, our paws thudding against the soft earth, kicking up dried leaves as we weaved through the towering trees. The crisp autumn air carried the scent of pine and damp soil, making the moment feel even more exhilarating. We bumped into each other playfully, rolling in the leaves before getting back on our feet and continuing our chase. "The rabbits! Let’s get them!" Raya’s excited voice rang in my mind through our mindlink. I smirked and immediately picked up speed, eyes locking onto a small white rabbit darting through the underbrush. It was fast, but we were faster. We zigzagged after t

Annoyed, she pushed him away and shifted to the side, "W-Who is a little white rabbit? It's ridiculous. I think you're more like a big bad wolf!" Charles wasn't angered when she pushed him away. Instead, he turned around and smiled in joy. It seemed that his little white rabbit liked gentle, gradual love...

smelling her, I became territorial I claimed lena once she was born I was to protect her forever nothing could come in between us. We didn't grow up very close. Mom always reminded me to keep my distance, which I did for the first few years. Were hard to claim someone as a she-wolf means you devote your life to her and always be there when she is happy, sad, hurt, or angry. Whenever it's a tug between you, it's hard to hide, but since Dad worked a lot, it gave Mom peace. You don't choose who you attach yourself to. It happens. It's called fate. I would mindlessly follow Lena anywhere it's deeper than the love I feel what she feels. While Kiara is rubbing my thick, fiery fur, I circle her, g

I hold my aching side, bracing myself to keep going, run it off, when I notice two things at once. A few feet away, under the tall oak where Mari had been perched, there’s a white rabbit, upright on her haunches, staring at me, frozen in place. And my wolf isn’t fighting me for our skin. The rabbit’s tiny heart flutters under its smooth fur, racing. Its pink and white ears point skyward. My wolf notes the little critter, his mouth instinctively watering, but he dismisses her as quickly as he notices her.

“Is Daddy a bad person in your heart? Is that why you think Daddy’s bullying Mommy?” “Not so.” Sean shook his head as he stood up to switch on the television to watch Discovery Channel, his favorite show. A majestic wolf appeared on television. Right in front of it stood a weak and vulnerable rabbit that was trembling. The wolf’s gaze on the rabbit was unwavering. Julian felt rather awkward. “You think I’m like that wolf?” The moment he said that, the rabbit was torn to shreds by the wolf, its pure white fur tainted with blood.

" I laughed lightly at him, holding his hands as he began to smooth my hair behind my head. His worried amber eyes searched mine, crouching before me on the ground. "I have been thinking, and I know it's going to be a random shock but.." "We are not getting a pet rabbit." He shook his head, frowning. I laughed at him, remembering last week's obsession. I really wanted a cute ginger rabbit I saw in the forest, but he wouldn't let me keep him. Claims his wolf would want to eat it. Lies, all of them. Even my wolf had agreed with him, not enjoying my liking for pets. "They are rodents.” She sneered.

Tonight, I was Luna. And Luna meant strength. After nearly an hour, Nick howled a command that signaled the cooldown. We slowed gradually, forming a loose cluster near the riverbank where moonlight danced on the water’s surface like scattered diamonds. Wolves lounged or stood panting lightly, gazing at me with respect that made my chest swell. I padded forward and dipped my head toward them. They answered with soft chuffs and gentle tail wags. We were bonded. Finally, fully bonded.