Wolf Butler And His Cat Master Novels & Stories

My breath got stuck in my throat when he got in beside me. His jaw was set. Lips set into a grim line. And his eyes? They rivalled the worst thunderstorms. I had to be in a car with him for lord knows how long. I didn’t want to be there. Another man I have only seen from afar got into the front seat. He didn’t turn around to face us but when they started talking, I realised who he was, The Wolf Slayer’s Beta. I didn’t know how name either just that he was as horrible as his alpha. Also a pureblood lycan that had way too much power.

"My ears are incredibly sorry. My watch did not receive a single order from the masters regarding an outside healer. Your boots shall not cross this stone line." The butler's defensive reaction is completely within Yandel's expectation. He already knew that zero wolves inside the Watsons house carried a good spirit, as every single one of them wanted Max to rot so they could grab the throne. However, my hidden fur is waiting in the brush for him to cause a scene. Wasting no time, his long arm swings out like a flash and throws a massive, heavy punch straight onto the butler’s nose. Smack! The butler lets out a painful wail, his paws covering his leaking face. "Why did your fists hit my guard

I swallow and back away. "Hey, kitty, go away," I hiss, grabbing the nearest utensil. A fork. Ready for a fight if it comes to it. The cat's eyes don't leave; they scrutinize me with interest. "Go away," my voice sounds strangled. 'It's… lovely,' my wolf comments. The cat has white fur, like snow. It's lean and tall, with big golden eyes. I carefully tip around the counter, away from it, but its eyes follow me.

He clutched the animal’s fur with bloodstained hands, his face twisted in an insane grin. "They’re going to make me a god!" he screamed. "A god! That human bitch is going to die and I’m going to live forever!" Suddenly, a deep, resonant roar echoed through the forest. The butler stopped laughing at once. His smile froze on his face. The wolf slowed down, pricked up its ears, and sniffed the air. "Someone’s coming..." the wolf growled. "And it’s not human." Blackwell gripped the animal’s fur tighter. "Faster! Faster, you idiot!"

Eva asked him shining her newly colored blue eyes at him. Luca smiled and said "You see, a Wolf will not protect what he has until he's challenged by another Wolf who wants to take it" "Huh?" Eva said and Luca stood up and patted her head and said "Soon you'll understand Eva" ~~~~

The wolf, Moon gives me chills. **Rex** ‘Maybe it's just the fact that we haven't met a wolf this old before. What do you think, Kit? Do we clue in Tristan or not? Surprises are bad. I've always said that and I've been right every single time.’ **Tristan**

Kate's heart was thumping in her chest as they neared the town, everything was ready and someone had already made camp for the wolves. " Who did this?" Kate asked. " Butler James and Ethan's servants, your guy is quite rich you know," Azriel said. She exhaled and got out of the car, the butler who never smiled at her once did for the first time and tears ran down her face, since when am I this emotional? She thought. The Butler bowed to her politely, and the other servants did, including the young servant who had a romantic crush on Ethan. " It's good to see you again, Miss,"

When one of the wolves bit him on his already injured leg, letting out a yelp, he clenched his jaws tightly around the wolf's neck and ripped its head off. He was battered and covered in blood, yet he still fought like a raging bull. He was unstoppable. *** In a cabin on the other side of the woods, a man who looked like he was in his forties was seated in a rocking chair sipping a cup of tea. "Master! Master!! Master!!!" A hoarse voice called out. "How dare you disrupt my rest," a man responded languidly from the cabin. "My apologies, master!" The man responded, lowering his head in submission.

She smiled a little, Master was known for liking to be a clean wolf. "What can I help you with?" Master said as he leant on the wall. He was built, his chest visibly defined as he crossed his arms. Megan hesitated, distracted by his body. "Megan?" he asked again, this time sounding a little amused. And aroused. And relieved.

"It was fun watching you making a fool of yourself." I rolled my eyes, blocking him. That's the only thing I can do. I would've really punched him if he were a person. "That would be like punching yourself. Remember, we share the same body." I thought I blocked him. Guess I didn't. He owns my consciousness so... this wolf doesn't go by rules. I clapped hands to get their attention, "Alright, werewolves. I have something to tell you all." Janice gasped, "Wait, you really are constipated?"