Wolf Hotel Series Novels & Stories

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

“Boss searched for your information, Rebel, and there’s only one wolf who can give it to you.” Rebel nodded. “Tell me.” “Walker Solomon.” Rebel stiffened. Walker Solomon was likely the only rebel wolf on the North American continent who Rebel didn’t have under his thumb—and the one wolf he refused to deal with. The owner and proprietor of a supernatural casino near Amarillo, Texas, Solomon was a rebel werewolf and businessman. Aside from being Rebel’s only rival, Solomon was the craziest bastard Rebel had ever had the misfortune to encounter.

"I need you to grab everything at the hotel, book us on the next flight home and take care of the body that will be reported in Ajar street in the city of Volgograd. Pay off the police, the people... whatever it takes to keep our names out of the press." I listen to Wolf ramble on the phone to whom I can only assume is Viktor on the end. As he ends the call, he combs his fingers through his hair and shoves his phone into the pocket of his jeans. "I'm sorry, Wolf. I've made a bloody mess of everything. We've only been here for three damn days and already we have to cut our trip short because I fucking murdered someone." My voice quivers as the words leave my mouth.

I inched toward the hotel phone on the nightstand, trying not to be too obvious. “Yes, your husband,” Winter said. “How long have you been married?” Husk demanded. I thought his name was Husk. I wasn’t quite sure because Winter had said their names, but he didn’t make it clear which one was Husk or Sky. What weird names. Shit, then my senses started working overtime. The names. Their frames. Their scents. It could only mean one thing, they were wolves! “One night.” My heart raced out of control again. As my gaze flashed to the door, I wondered if I could run out of here fast enough. I had a feeling they would catch me.

"Alpha sorry to disturb you but I've just had a link of Wilson, they've just had a wolf turn up at the borders, he looks like he's been beaten pretty bad and he's asked for you." "Who is he?" "It's Jacoby, Alpha." WHAT THE FUCK?

Connor The wolves were restless, eager to dive into Vegas's sensory explosion. Dazzling neon lights of the Strip beckoned; a cacophony of sounds from the casinos spilled into the air. The scent of perfume, cheap alcohol, and lust, everything overwhelming, tempting the sense. It was a challenge to restrain them. Promises of nights filled with pleasure and indulgence finally did the trick. The penthouse's lavish service helped. Platters of succulent steaks calmed our savage natures. A full wolf was indeed a happy wolf. I was grateful I didn't have to foot the bill.

She wanted to get a bag of chips but William promised they could go to the local Wally World aka Walmart when they got home. The tall Hispanic teenager was finishing off her pizza chunk when she scented them-Five wolves, four male, and one female. She had scented the males before. They had arrived two days ago but then their scent went stale. Miguel had wanted to change hotels but William paid by the month and decided they would remain and Marley would hide inside. William told the family that he would rent a house since the road job would last another ten months as they expanded the roads leading to Albany, Georgia.

It was growling fiercely and showing teeth. Waverly wasn't sure what was going on but from the looks of it these two wolves were ready to help her.. Waverly shut her eyes and her bones began to snap in and out of place as Winter took over. Seconds later where Waverly stood her bright white wolf was there ready to fight. Winter was lethal and didn't take any time. As the men looked around at the three wolves unsure what to do, Winter took the advantage and lunged at one of the men, quickly ripping his throat out. He didn't even have time to scream. He hit the ground dead. Winter’s eyes narrowed in the next man. The man began trying to shift but the red brown wolf grabbed ahold of his leg with

She wriggles in excitement, her movement on my lap making my dick a little… er… excited, too. “Oh my gosh, again?!” “Every Saturday,” Brent remarks, bringing his mug to his lips. “So Astrid, when are the next group of wolves from Denver expected to arrive?” Jared asks casually, leaning back onto the counter again. She swallows down a sip of coffee and sets her mug back on the island. “Tomorrow, actually!” she replies excitedly. “They’re going to Westfield… who has that territory, again?” “Alpha Damian,” I supply as I take another drink of my coffee. “Jax’s dad.”

“The members of the Wolf Creek Pack inhabited the entire town. No human has lived here since Alpha Denver took over. The pack reigns over the Helena Mountains and the adjoining ones as well, all the way to Yellowstone and Glacier National Forest. Their territorial boundaries end at the US border. The Waterton Lake Area on the Canadian side was under the Silver Wolves, but recently it was destroyed by a rogue pack. I’m not sure about the details. We have to find out from Alpha Denver.” Cerelia gave Jefferson a disinterested look as if he hadn’t given us any information of use. “Oh, are you sure about the rogue wolves’ attack?” My mind immediately went to the Red Wolves. Had they killed the Wa