Wolf Mating Lock Novels & Stories

Which is far from the truth, I'm merely holding back the wolf as long as I possibly can to buy the pack as much time as possible. I waited, and it physically burns to fight against such power. Even with Vincent's hand up my jumper, and another down my panties, I do nothing until I hear that faint click of the lock. They're safe. I whisper, my eyes springing open as I let my wolf lunge free.

-Be careful- He said getting up again -Leave me- -You rest and I almost made it- the wolf closed her eyes and let all her strength focus on one place. He heard a clack and opened his mouth, dropping the padlock in two pieces. The wolfish jaw was stronger than she realized. He pushed the door open with his back and stood next to Blaren. -So, what can we do now?- "I haven't thought about that part yet," the wolf told him sincerely.

It was a perfect combination. "My pleasure," I purred with contempt as I eyed my prey. The prisoner's head hung low, his malnourished body unable to withstand the poison that even the smell of his urine couldn't hide. Wolf's bane and liquid silver in low doses did wonders to subdue a wolf. Their beast would be put to sleep, and they would lose any connection they had to their pack... if they had one.

By the time we got back to the pack house it was already dinner time, the two unconscious wolves were safely locked away beneath the pack house, both of them had shifted shortly after being placed in the cell, but there was still a large amount of wolfsbane in their systems making them unable to fight and escape. A device was inserted beneath the skin on both of their chests that would release wolfsbane into their blood streams at regular intervals and if the device is removed it will immediately send a signal to the alarm system as a security breach, we use it on all of our prisoners and it has proved to be a trusty device. It lasts five to seven days and the last dose is big enough to knoc

Her voice cracks, and it twists my stomach as she heads back to the kitchen. I hold my breath until her footsteps fade, then bolt, slipping through the east wing. The wolf door’s right there, its carved lines glowing a little, like they’re alive. My skin tingles, my wolf howling louder than ever. Vasilias. I touch the handle—cold, heavy brass—but it’s locked, no shock there. I check for guards, then pull a paperclip from my pocket. I’ve picked locks before, back when Mom and I were running. Never told her that either.

“With all due respect, Alpha. You are under arrest for organ smuggling, illegal blood trafficking, authority abuse and the killing of thirteen innocent men who were your employees. Don't get me started on the numbers of victims of your failed organ transplantation and the dead bodies you have incinerated over the years. You are charged with forced possession and illegal procession of turning a human, a crime punishable by a death sentence.” Lincoln smirked triumphantly as he raised the refined shackles in the air, a silver handcuff that comes with ankle cuffs and collar, meant for strict restrictions for Alpha wolves. The central chain makes it nearly impossible for them to escape and would

"Military-grade, maybe. Your mother wasn't taking any chances." "Can you open them?" He shot me a look. "I'm an Alpha, not a safecracker." Despite everything, I almost smiled. "So what do we do?" "We call the locksmith." He pulled out his phone. "I reached out to someone last night. He said he could be here this morning." "How do you know we can trust him?" "Because he's a werewolf. And he owes me a favor." Braham was already dialing. "Yeah, we're here. Second floor, east wing... Okay. See you in ten…"

Caution is advised when establishing first contact with any wolf from this pack. They are the second largest pack in the werewolf community. Equipped with a massive, fearsome army capable of defending their territory at all costs and bolstered by state-of-the-art security systems developed by humans, they spare no expense in safeguarding their territory. Their impressive collection of resources includes an array of high-tech gadgets, such as helicopters and private jets for swift travel across vast distances, water scooters, yachts along with motorbikes offering flexibility on land or sea. They also use cutting-edge long range CCTV technology complete with advanced facial recognition softwar

Drained of all the energy I had had yesterday. But I wasn't going to rely solely on a small lock. Werewolves had a much higher power-to-mass ratio than humans. One lock wasn't going to keep whoever wanted to take me out of this room. So, I had shoved one of my mother's antique dressers in front of the door as well.

But everyone knew to stay away… I stumbled in the front door, closing it behind me. And then locked the first bolt. Then the second. The third lock. And the fourth… My home wasn’t a place to rest – it was a cage for my wolf! Everything inside was broken, clawed, or straight up destroyed. Every wall was filled with holes, every surface cracked or broken. The windows were barred, and chains were bolted into the wall to keep him from going out of control. To hunt… Gritting my teeth, I locked the silver chain around my neck, knowing it needed to be done. Knowing that with the way my wolf was right now, I couldn’t shift without it ending in manslaughter. Hissing in pain, I cursed those who were t