Wolf At The Door Novels & Stories

Kiera soon followed behind him. That was another thing wolves did differently. The dominant males went into a room first, with other males staying behind to protect the females and pups. After they deemed it safe, then the females and pups would enter. After that, the last of the males entered. There wasn’t any insult in this. It was all about survival that worked into traditions. The idea of a male holding the door open for a female to enter a room that may or may not have a danger to her in it was a distasteful thought.

Lucas started dragging her back towards the van. She struggled and screamed, but he was too strong. He threw her in the back and slammed the door. Clara sat up and tried to open it back up, but it was locked. They started moving and Clara continued her pounding and screaming on the back window. Two wolves appeared from the forest and Clara's heart broke. It was David and James; they were too late.

The guards shifted in a split second letting their clothing fall to tatters on the ground around their paws. Little by little I watched as the door began to dent inwards, warping in shape. It looked like a fist slowly pounding it in the same area trying to make it give out. The wolves in front us started a chorus of growling, their fur standing on end and tongues out licking their teeth the more the metal bent in. If it had been somebody on our side of the fight they would definitely not be trying to reach us in such a manner. The witch next to me rose up getting in a fighting stance, letting her skin start to blaze as flames licked the skin of her fingers looking like swirls.

He could see the understanding on Paul's face. Paul moved into the open cell. The cell they had waiting for him. The two black wolves were biting and fighting for their lives and not paying attention to where they were moving. Once they were all in the cell, he went totally limp. The two wolves held on for a good minute, but the rogue didn't move. Was he dead? They both let go and backed away. They were gasping for breath, try to regain their strength after the life or death fight. They were surprised and unable to move fast enough when the gray wolf leaped into the air and ran out of the cell, slamming the door behind him. It automatically locked. The two black wolves let out blood curdling

I rolled my eyes, “How cliché. Here’s another one for you, don’t let the door hit you on the way out.” Then I realized two seconds later, he’d broken my fucking door, but it was still the principle of the matter. His feral gaze locked on me a final time, before he merged with his wolf. He bounded out the door in but a few leaps, his obsidian fur blending with the shadows and being swallowed up by the night. He let out a call in the darkness that spoke of future retribution to come. No, this wasn’t over by a longshot, and I probably needed my head examined to think that animal could be reasoned with logically.

The side door is wide open, so we sprint toward it. “It’s gonna work, Kas. We're almost there,” she says triumphantly. We slow down as we get to the door and look behind us. Nine giant black wolves with glowing violet eyes walk toward us silently, with heads lowered, waiting for instructions.

As I looked around to see if something was missing, I found out that the door was more open than it was when I came in. I opened the door and came out looking around, but I didn't see anything. I was about to close the door when I spotted a pair of blue eyes staring at me. I turned on my flashlight and looked closely, and it was a black wolf, big and hairy like an alpha. Just like the one I thought I had seen earlier. it snarled at me and started coming closer. I ran inside the house immediately with a wolf hot on my heels to grab a knife. I dialed Reagan's number, and he picked it up almost immediately.

They stood quietly, we were all staring at the door until we heard the loud scream, and Jonathan, who had taken a seat, stood up raptly. “He's here,” He rushed to where I knelt and packed a handful of my hair pulling it down so I could look at him, my face upwards. I gulped as we continued to hear screams. “Looks like Lance isn't in his best mood, today…” and the door burst open with a wolf flying from the door to the other end of the room. It hit the wall and landed on the ground whimpering in pain. My eyes were fixed on the door as a large wolf, larger than anyone I had seen tonight, walked into the room. It was so large that the door that was broken before, broke some more for extra space

While the werewolf elder was still contemplating on what to do standing on Kieran’s door a mind l**k came through. ‘We are here, open the door.’ The elder sighed in relief and ran to the door to open. When the door opened the two wolves were standing there, a black and a white one. They complimented each other well and the elder could not help but admire the sight.

“I know what you did!” But there’s no answer. I can faintly hear gasping and muffled yelps from inside the room. “Break down the door,” my wolf says inside of me. With a nod, I gather all of my strength and back up against the wall across from the door. Then, I charge at the door and slam my full bodyweight against it. Somehow, I’m assuming with a little help from my wolf, I manage to break through the door and into the room.