Wolf Mating Lock Novels & Stories

Rose’s shoulders slumped in defeat, but I was quick to scoop her up and start heading to the barracks. She didn’t talk to me the entire walk back. Didn’t even look at me. I wasn’t surprised, I could tell she was upset. I was the one that had fucked that up. “Could you put in the code?” I asked her when we got to the door. She reached over and punched it in then grabbed the door handle and swung it open. The codes instead of lock and keys were a great idea Snow Moon’s Cyber division had come up with. Us wolves frequently didn’t even have clothes on us, let alone keys. This was also one of the few packs that actually had the funding to implement a system like this.

The muzzle of the wolf, grinning and splashing with saliva, clicked in the face of the man, while Ar chuckled contentedly, throwing off his turn. - Well, shall we dance? - mocking, repeated the words of Mark. “Let’s dance,” Mark repeated, stretching his lips into a bloody smile. Arnar sensed the approaching danger from behind and heard Vitali's cry: - Behind! — Violating the order to stay in the territory, he rushed to the rescue. The werewolf flew off, slamming like a stone wall into the body of the High Vampire that appeared out of nowhere. A sweetish aroma enveloped Arnar and forced him to exhale convulsively from the pain spreading in his back.

It was rare to see mansions in the realm; only the richest and strongest wolf leaders had access to such. He had brought me to the forbidden Saber Pack, in which we had been warned never to run into no matter the crisis. The tales had it that they were the strongest werewolves in existence, having unimaginable power. “Can I just take a piss?” I say trying to work my way out. “You don’t smell of tension or irritation. That wouldn’t work on me. “ He bellowed, pushing me with his index finger. I almost tripped, but I got hold of myself early enough, using the door as a support system.

“It’s not just about you. She just… makes me so mad.” “I was trying to defend you, too!” He roared. The whole damn pack house would know we were arguing. I could barely look at him. I’d never heard of locking wolves. However, it was an ancient practice done to punish the most violent and wayward wolves. It’s not as malicious as detaching a wolf from its human. Faye won’t lose her mind because her wolf’s locked inside her. “Now we have a fucking bigger mess than we did before!” He threw the bloody towel the pack doctor used to clean up my wounds on the floor.

he asked in a cold voice. - Does it matter? I answered the question with a question. I was not going to give in to him ... even with a hangover ... “No,” the man replied. “Since you are here, it means that you will not return there. Actually, I had the opportunity to return, but this is not something you should tell the first person you meet. The wolf, so far the only man with whom I agreed to share a bed, gave me a locket before I left. With it, I could go into the world of magic at any time, but this adapter was only in one direction. While I was thinking about the past, a stranger managed to scan me from head to toe. Another worried one?

I reached for the handle and tried it, only to find that it had been locked with a key. Dammit; there was no lock on the outside, no way to open it other than… My wolf growled inside of me, his strength momentarily surging through me. “You know what you need to do,” he hissed. I nodded and backed up a few paces, knowing that he was right. “Stand back!” I shouted—and, without any hesitation, I slammed my shoulder into the wood. The door creaked, and I slammed into it again with a grunt.

"Is that an absolute verification?" Finn negotiated a sharp turn, exiting the high-speed highway grid. Val leaned his shoulder directly into the alpha’s massive frame, his internal wolf desperately missing the continuous friction of his touch. Five minutes later, the alpha executed a braking sequence directly in front of his bayside condo property and, without trading a single syllable of vocabulary, both male wolves simultaneously slid from the interior of the vehicle to interface on the concrete walkway. Val extracted the brass security key from his pocket, and Finn instantly planted his massive palm against the small of the omega’s back, guiding his forward movement into the interior of t

But there was till time. What are the packmates for? The wolf mind linked the pack members as she answered her question. The snow storm created a static that usually blocked pack communication but the white wolf had lived in these snow capped mountains for a long period of time, over three decades to be exact, it had learned to communicate around the static and so have its pack members. "Oh!" Aya shook her head at her own silliness; she had forgotten they weren’t alone. Put them in the dungeon. We'll need to question them. And don't go easy on the silver. Silver was the only metal that was poisonous to wolves. That was why the chains in their little dungeon had been made especially out of si

To make him pay. But now the silence is louder than his screams. Now, the only thing left is the pain. Wanting to be near her, I reach for the gate, fingers curling around the bars. It doesn’t budge. It’s locked. She locked it. Of course she did. She wanted it to end this way. No interruptions. No one walking out unless one of them was dead. I don’t hesitate. I grab the lock with both hands and pull, muscles straining as my wolf strength surges through me. The metal groans once and then snaps open with a sharp pop.

I tried talking to Wolfie, trying to get her attention, but she wasn't there, she was frozen just like me, she was frozen and left behind with the two wolves. After a couple of minutes, I finally gained some kind of control back over my body, I moved my hand toward the lock, all the hits it had received, maybe one of them had hit the lock hard enough to make it open. I tried to use my fingers, and the lock felt weaker, it felt like it was giving some movement, so I decided to try my luck getting it to open. I tried to push with my hands but I wasn't strong enough to open it, so I tried moving my hands, throwing punches up, it moved a little but it wasn't enough.