Wolf Bait Novels & Stories

"Enough questions.You have to get ready quickly. My husband hates delay." * * * Blake sat alone with his wolf in his room.He had to do something to stop this ridiculous marriage. He could not even bear the thought of seeing Nina in another man's arms. "I wonder why Nina is so stubborn!" he said out aloud as he drew in his cigarette "why don't you just mark her straight away?" his wolf spoke "I can't do that.You know we have to mate in order for me to mark her." "you don't have to mate,just take her far away"

A snarl worked its way past my lips, not because I was now soaked, but because I could feel every dip and curve of her body against my own. And I’d be lying if I said it didn’t feel good. ‘Wolves might not understand the term consent, but most humans do not find the concept of rape arousing.’ I bit back. My wolf bristled, agitated by my words. ‘It would not be rape. She’d open her legs for us willingly.’ ‘She was drugged. She’d open her legs for just about anyone right now.’ “Haaaael.” Violet whined, the sound a bolt of lightning that struck me right in my chest. “Wash me! I want to smell like you.”

There were many gasps of shock as Corbin revealed his plans for Elliot, but there was also just as many hushed murmurs as the other wolves here questioned what a Blood Eagle was and just what that entailed. The sounds of shuffling as wolves twisted and turned to each other gossiping reached my twitching ears from my position at the front of the confused and terrified group.

No, she will fight, and if she must, she will forge alliances in the shadows where the violet moon dare not reach. Her path is clear, though perilous. The only one who could possibly stand against the might of Alpha Wilson and the Redbone Pack is the one who lurks in the heart of the Amazonian Rainforest, a place where even the bravest wolves fear to tread. Alpha Cortis Reynold, the Black Mamba of Javari Valley, a name whispered with reverence and dread alike. It is said that his teeth are venomous and his heart is colder than the darkest night. The stories tell of his dominance, his hunger for power that rivals that of any wolf in North America. If there’s one soul in the world who would re

"The vials you gave me. I tested them. They are highly concentrated wolfsbane mixed with something else that's also highlighted concentrated. Some kind of hallucinogenics." "Why would they have they just lying around?" I asked. "I have no idea but this is Potent. I tried it on a rat and it killed itself.* "Do you think it will do anything to these wolves?" I asked. "I know it will." Alice stepped forward. "But there's only one way to be sure. If it works." Viktor immediately came to mind. "Problem is how do we get one of these beasts in a secluded corner to use it against them."

Her wolf was chanting only one thing. 'MATE'

The woman said politely. "Okay". I said as I walked to the bed and sat on it. I watched the women line up the bowl from the door to my path. The women knelt down on their knees. She carried my legs and deepened it into the bowl before they all stood up. "My lady, this is not blood". '' She finally responded to my question and I raised my brows for more inquiries. "It is called vitcal, it strengthens the bond of two mated wolves my lady, this kind of vitcal are rare and are found in the wild ''. She explained.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

“Wulfric?” I nodded. “Fuck, man, I didn’t realize this was your pack. You look like shit.” His eyes darted upward, in a mindlink, then he shifted back into his wolf form. Another wolf came sprinting over—a female one. And that was when I realized that the scent of the wolf that was able to survive in cold water was this other wolf’s. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t realized it was a female scent at the time, too concentrated on figuring out the pack it was from.