Wolf In Sheep's Skin Novels & Stories

The wolf gritted his teeth against the soft fur at the nape of his neck. The primal instinct to claim something above the others reigned in his head and he did not let his prey break free even as it constantly scrambled to be released. And the more she fought the harder he clenched, both his mouth and his arms around her slim, warm body. His eyes so golden they were beyond human. The beast was so on edge that his arms began to be covered in dark fur. His transformation claiming to be released.

It was so hard to focus on his face when literally everything was bare. I cleared my throat, "so uh...what you saw outside the house was real. The supernatural is real and this wolf over here is a werewolf who was imprisoned into that stone thingy for many years until today. He's here to ask for our help," yup, I just laid it all out there for her to process. It wasn't like I could break it down any simpler anyway. A huge sigh of relief escaped my lips as the tension fled my body. It felt so good to tell the truth for once. To speak of the things that I knew about.

The wolf's toenails stuck quite closely in the ground and left footprints there. "I'm sorry," I said haltingly. The wolf seemed disturbed by my presence. Once again, it growled, signaling at me, as if it answered my words. "I have no bad intentions. Really. I, I just, "I said haltingly. "Just what?" Said the wolf, gray smoke gathered around her, accompanied by the wind that blew, and the wolf turned into a woman with exotic black skin. Her hair was knee-length black, and her irises were still red. Her height is almost the same as me with a slim body, which looks ideal.

He's letting me know he could kill me but he isn't yet. "Why would I believe anything you say?" I whisper, meeting his eyes again. Hate pours from them. "In the books mates would never hurt each other." He smirks. "Life isn't a story book, Princess. Mates kill each other. Mates hurt each other. If a she wolf doesn't submit to her mate, she gets hurt. If she does not obey, she gets hurt. Understood?" He pushes his knee into my thigh. I bite my lip to keep from crying out but he sees the pain in my eyes. He chuckles low.

Darn! The wolf turned its big head toward me, ears up. I crawled back to stick to the tree and covered my mouth with my hand. They said wolves could hear a beating heart from a good distance. If they did, my heart surely sounded like a rampant drum. The huge wolf sniffed the air and lowered its head. I held my breath when I saw it arch its back. It trembled from head to tail. The fur shortened and got lighter, turning into human skin before my stunned eyes. It rose on its hind legs and straightened up fully transformed into a man.

He laughed to himself. There was a slight breeze in the meadow. She looked down and saw his chocolate colored fur. She snuggled into him but something was different. She looked and saw the auburn fur on her paws. She was a wolf! She closed her eyes and relaxed. She was where she belonged, and all was right with the world, for the moment.

I slowly turned my head until I saw the huge wolf coming toward me, licking its lips. “Ahhh!” I screamed, but the wolf pounced on me, knocking me onto my back. The impact was hard, and I felt some pain in the affected area. The wolf was on top of me, and I couldn’t do anything. It sniffed my neck, ran its tongue along my nape, reaching my chest. With its paw, it tore my shirt, revealing just my bra. I quickly searched for a stake or something to defend myself. I found a stake nearby, but before I could hit the wolf, it gave one last growl and ran off. My chest was heaving rapidly; I thought the people in the lake would hear my scream and come help me, but they didn’t. When I got up as best I

The wolf started retreating quickly and looking for a way to escape before I leaped on him and bit off his head. "Hmm!!" I heard a faint scream behind me and that's when it dawned on me that someone was here with us. Swirling my head instantly, my breath got stuck in my throat as I stared back at the beauty in front of me. I gazed at her with a wide mouth, her midnight hair flowed at her shoulder and stopped at her neck level which made me want to run my hands on it and to know how smooth and fluffy it looks. She has a shapely figure or could I say a carved figure, she wears a tattered cloth but it compliments her figure and makes it twine-thin. She has a wasp waist that I wondered how it lo

Real wolves. The Prince's opponent is a wolf with fur the same color as his hair; pure copper. The golden eyes seem to shine as it stares at the other with fangs bared in clear threat. The nails in silver claws. And he still holds the spear in his hand, ready to attack. He has a body posture like the man he once was, yet animalistic. I'm shaking, confused and curious. My eyes burn from the long time without blinking, but I'm surprised by a third beep that makes me close my eyes.

– I smiled inwardly as I tucked a loose strand of my coppery hair behind my ears, pride swelling in my chest – I could become more than just another wife, I could be a warrior, go with the soldiers into battle and stand proud beside my father. Surely while doing so I could still remain good, as pure hearted as I had began. After all, Mother Nature shunned the immortal creatures, removing them from the stars so that when they were destroyed their only place in the universe would be with the demonic beings of hell. Something black and dark with no soul, no place among the gods.