Wolf Bl Novels & Stories

That is why it is going to take longer than it would for most wolves. Now that I have had time to think about it after seeing that Blizzard is a white wolf his name makes a lot of sense. ‘His name suits him pretty well doesn’t it?’ I say to her. ‘Yes, it does. My mate is big powerful, and sexy and his scent. Me likey.’ Autumn pretty much purrs out. All I can do in response to that comment is shake my head and chuckle, but I agree with her that scent is getting very powerful. I had noticed over the last little bit that as Blizzard had been getting stronger Kyle’s scent had started changing. I hadn’t been able to pinpoint what it was but now that he has shifted and things have calmed down I th

I smiled back tentatively. “Lords and leaders of the North,” Varul began, and the hall quieted instantly. His deep, controlled voice carried effortlessly through the space. “We lost eight wolves at Linewatch. Two scouts survived long enough to give testimony. The attackers were larger than any wolf known to the North. Fast. Blue in color. No tracks matching known predators were recovered.” He paused as a murmur swept through the hall. I sat up straighter. Blue monsters? This world was determined to make sure I never slept peacefully again.

Blaze Westbrook, the future Alpha of the Blood Moon pack, sat with his back against the trunk of an old maple tree at the foot of the cross mountain. It was not hard to see beneath the haunting of the full moon. The moon hung up high in the dark sky, bathing everything in a soft blue hue. The trees casted eerie shadows, looking ghostly but Blaze used his wolf’s eyesight to detect any movements through the dark forest.

she yelled after me. I walked into the kitchen to see Blake standing in front of the sink, his hands soapy up to his forearms as he dipped them back into the sink. He had on a tight white tee that showed off his rippling back muscles as he moved around the kitchen. My tongue darted out to wet my lips and I gulped at the sight. I stalked over to him, making sure to be quiet so he wouldn't notice and grabbed his ass, making him jerk in fright.

he uses his other hand to flimsily gesture in my direction, peeking from the gaps in between his fingers. Bell immediately shields her own eyes when spotting me, "I'm blind!" She shakes her head, refusing to look at me. "Max, what did you do to Benley?! Bring his nose back!" "Zie nose zis zasgusting!" Ramos yells and pulls a face too before suddenly fainting. I'm officially done for today.

It’s one of those moments that’s insignificant in the grand scheme of things, yet it suddenly clicks that this person is going to become irreplaceable. Mateo makes his way back to the living room with Lucas and his little brother Giano in tow. Seeing this, Rob quits trying to goad Alex into a rematch and instead yells for everyone to make their way outside for a game of soccer. The boy practically bounds out the house, most likely assuming he’ll redeem himself. He’s got a good chance – Alex might be stronger, but Rob’s long legs give him a speed advantage. Despite how gangly Rob seems, soccer is his niche.

He was much better at the logistical stuff. "Goddess, isn't she amazing?" he mindlinked me as soon as I was in his field of vision, pointing his snout toward the battlefield. And then I saw what he meant. A petite but fierce white wolf was holding her own, taking down enemies twice her size. It was quite a sight to see. As bad of a reputation as his mate had, she was fucking badass. He then turned to me and clearly must have just noticed there was someone on my back. "Is that Alpha Blake?"

the beta says, looking at the two boys who are looking at me like I grew another head. "Remember when we said there's two grey wolves and one white one?" alpha Aiden asks. "Yes, alpha," River answer him, he's much bigger, he's almost the size of an adult wolf while I stayed my small self. "White wolves are special wolves, only six of them exist, do you know why they are super important to the pack?" alpha Rowan explains. "They are omegas? Well, what's left of them," River says, and the beta nods proudly, he must have explained that to them during the classes.

Strongly worried? - So-so, - I slightly scratched the skin on the border with the wound. It looked and, indeed, so-so. If I lose my arm, no sense of self-preservation will hold me back! - Sometimes numb, but mostly terribly whining. “Last time, everything healed on you quickly,” my chest ached unpleasantly from unsolicited childhood memories of life with wolf cubs, “Now you need another remedy, but you won’t like my recipe,” I already had a premonition of what she was driving at, but hope flickered in my imploring gaze, - Wolf saliva is an excellent regenerating agent.

The bone blades in their hands, coated with wolfsbane, glinted an eerie blue under the moon. Their bloodlust was almost palpable, shaking even Velda's mint pheromones and forcing her claws to emerge. Suddenly, the four bone blades whistled through the air. Ulrik dragged Velda back into the room, slamming the door behind them. He bolted it with his wolf-like arm, while Velda swiftly extinguished the light. In the darkness, their wolf eyes glowed faintly. Ulrik and Velda stood back-to-back, their tense jaws reflecting the cold light.