Wolf Bait Novels & Stories

I swallowed, "you're my last resort coz you have information that I don't. I honestly don't know what to do. Please help clarify somethings to me." 'you have a minute before they realize you called.' "there has been Wolf attacks here.. I don't know if it's them... But I had a connection with one.. Strangely the same connection I have with a girl.. She's human... I don't know what this means. Can one person have two mates?" 'if there has been wolf attacks why are you still even there?' I swallowed, shit! I should have known he will ask this. "because they happened before I got here. So they had nothing to do with me."

Having gathered her thoughts, Anika decided that it was time to take action and interrogate him to find out what was happening. - So, now tell me, what or who are you? - the girl demanded, holding the mop at the ready like a spear. - Why did you become attached to me? And why the hell do you become a human in my house, but a dog outside the door? The guy glanced sideways at her, chewing and swallowing his food. Anika, feeling his gaze on her, clutched the mop tighter. “Well, first of all, I’m not a dog, but a wolf,” the guy beamed with a smile, “if you’re so bad at understanding.”

“The woman in the photos is not just a one-night-stand, but instead my new girlfriend – Alpha-born Evelyn Walsh, daughter of John Walsh, our nation’s Director of the Interior.” The reporters go mad, shouting out questions. Victor begins to respond, but suddenly a snarl rips out from the back of the room. The primary television camera pivots and turns its own attention to the wolf at the back of the hall, standing with his feet apart, his teeth bared, ready to kill. A shriek claws its way from my throat. Joyce. “Bullshit,” he growls, his chest heaving, his claws beginning to emerge from his fingertips. “Evelyn Walsh is my WIFE!” Joyce charges into the crowd, heading straight for Victor. The r

He didn’t have time to focus on it though, C36M657 was being led onto the stage. “Wolf number C36M657. Born wild, captured when he was 8 years old.” A murmur rose through the crowd. “Undefeated after fighting for 24 years! This remarkable specimen is truly one of a kind. He has a second speciality as personal, so even if you’re not looking to join the fights, this could still be the wolf for you. Let’s start the bidding at one million.”

"Did you just call my feelings selfish interest, if the roles had been reversed tell me would you have wanted me to sacrifice myself instead? Tell me you're joking, you guys are men, dumb men at that, and it is clear that you don't think that much before you take actions. What makes you think killing Ryan is the only solution there is?" "Volatile comes from a generation of rare species, they are only generated to destroy specifically werewolves, they appear once in every ten generations and for generations, werewolves have been successful in taking them down and while we've read about the red mark, none of them have been able to actually tleave their trails behind."

“I heard a baby crying as I passed by one of the burnt houses. There, under the boards, lay a bundle with a child. It was Yaroslava. I don't know what happened, but there was a dead man lying next to her. - Wait. Are you saying that a pack of wolves was attacked by people? “We haven’t found out for sure. In addition, at home, no traces of their stay were found anywhere else. But after she was with me, or rather with my mother, they began to encroach on me. Either the car's brakes fail, then the attack is in the evening. In general, I didn’t immediately connect it with the baby, but then ... I don’t know what happened, and why this someone needs her, but he’s definitely a werewolf, because a

"But obviously, he's not now. Elias loves you." I nodded, one corner of my lips curling into a smile. "Thanks, Seven." He gave me a crooked smile. "Alphas think differently. Also, wolves think differently, too. When you're a wolf, the senses and emotions are heightened. You feel everything stronger." I nodded, understanding. I mixed another drink for both of us and then sat down at the table. "So, how are we going to catch Balista?" His eyes nearly bugged out of his head. "You can't catch him. He's a wizard."

“Dad would never let them take that b*tch, so why didn’t he say anything today?” Mother crossed her legs, removing her sandals, with a wicked smile on her face. “There’s something called blackmail, Kendra.” I stopped. “Blackmail?” She pushed herself farther into my bed and rested on it, facing me as she licked a d*ck toy she got from her handbag. Mother always did that when she wasn’t able to f*ck someone and it had become a habit. “I caught your father freeing a wolfant.” “So what?” Wolfants are special wolves but they are said to be forbidden and perilous. Their genes were mutated, turning them into something else, good or bad but most times bad. Those that didn’t turn bad and didn’t die e

The Solar Eclipse Pack was a small pack that consisted of about 500 wolves and 100 of them were warriors. they were located in the rural parts of Virginia, more specific closer to Marion, Virginia. They have been fighting other packs around them for months,because they were the smallest pack of the packs around them. Those fight were more for territory over anything else. The strongest of any of the packs around them was the Blood Lust pack. All they cared about was power and territory.

It was a perfect combination. "My pleasure," I purred with contempt as I eyed my prey. The prisoner's head hung low, his malnourished body unable to withstand the poison that even the smell of his urine couldn't hide. Wolf's bane and liquid silver in low doses did wonders to subdue a wolf. Their beast would be put to sleep, and they would lose any connection they had to their pack... if they had one.