Wolf Bait Novels & Stories

Alpha Altan, ignoring Vladimir's words, looked at Zeta Eli in surprise at his question because, as far as he could remember, he hadn't mentioned it in front of anyone. Howl Wolf Vladimir has black hair and hazel brown eyes. His eyes are the most striking feature: golden irises, flecks of hazel brown embedded in his pupils. His nose is also very prominent, as are his chin and jawline - His wolf persona was a gift to him from the Goddess. "Your body smells like a vampire," he said, pouring some green-colored liquid into a bowl which the Alpha Altan finished in one breath. Today, I feel very strange about that dickhead," Alpha Altan said as he placed the cup back on the table.

Making our wolves say the one thing we both have been waiting for "MATE"

If one wolf could jump on it, one or more of them could come at us from above. We stepped in tandem, our sparring paying off. We gradually moved to the side until we were far enough away from the Humvee. Snarls and growls filled the air. One of the wolves Talon fought, shrieked. It was so loud, it hurt my ears. What was Talon fighting them with? I wondered. Two wolves were now facing me. The other three had to be attacking Sable. I didn’t see Vilkas in his human shape and figured he’d shifted. I advanced on my two and Sable stayed at my back with a foot separating us. I could feel his energy.

The small vial shimmered with a distant cerulean hue, illuminated by the light of the sporadic lighting. My eyes widened at the sight of the vial. It was known as the Wolf’s Bane—the potent bane of our kind, capable of weakening even the greatest wolf. My heart pounded. How was Boris able to obtain Wolf's Bane? And how did he manage to bring it into the Games without getting caught?

My wolf won’t have this! ^~^

Sometimes, the deeper a wolf hides a track, the faster the scouts find it. Seeing my eyes look at her with doubt, Jordan lets out a heavy, frustrated breath from her chest. "Since our muzzles are talking plain truth now, I might as well bare my neck to you, Ava. For a she-wolf like me who has had three aborted litters, run with a rogue monster, and felt the teeth of domestic violence for ten winters... to be completely honest, no proud alpha male wants my scent."

She had to find a way to talk to Jamie Dalton Volka. She probably shouldn't have been surprised at the size of the crowd in the bookstore. After all, when a well-known local resident, in fact, the head librarian, wrote a book that was moving up the charts, people would certainly turn out en masse for it, and they did. She had listened while Jamie spoke about writing her book. How her fascination with wolves had led her to do her research and write this romance about a wolf and a human. She hadn't, however, given any hint as to what had sparked her interest in the first place. Paranormal was a very popular genre with people these days. Lia wondered what they'd say if they knew there was more

To only have Volkan nod at him. The person opens a bag and fills a syringe with something, to only have Thora look at it in fear. "It's wolfsbane. It will weaken your wolf to slower down the summoning." She moves her head in no....he can't be so heartless...he just can't! If her wolf weakens? The death wolf will be able to control her more...she may truly go insane then. "No ! Volkan no ! Please! It is not going to weaken it... please don't do this! "

“Give me her whereabout and you're free to go. Alive.” “As you can see, blocker.” Rio grinned and stretched out his arms, sneering. “I only brought the ax, the clothes and the robe I wore. Besides, how could you expect me to know what you're talking to me about?” “Wolvire,” his enemy spoke a name angrily. “You know very well what it is, damn human! Give it me the information or you will die!” “I don't want to die.” Rio grinned again, his expression pale and strange under the blue moonlight. “I must add I'm sorry. I don't have anything information you talk about. Just go to hell!”