Wolf Mating Lock Novels & Stories

"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.

“How long will I stay here?” Silent. “Are you by any chance suffering from selective deafness?” “Look, I used to call you Little Alpha, don’t make me disrespect you, don’t test my patience. I will only do or say what our Alpha wants me to. You are not my Alpha and I don’t answer to you, so shut the fuck up.” releasing a muffled growl. Using his right hand clad in rubber gloves, he forcibly yanked my hands and unlocked the silver cuff. Six wants to come forward but I forbid him, They can’t know we are unaffected by silver. It will lower our chances of fleeing this holding cell. An ordinary wolf takes nearly a day to wake up after being cuffed with silver, ranked wolves take a few hours at lea

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.

Having gathered her thoughts, Anika decided that it was time to take action and interrogate him to find out what was happening. - So, now tell me, what or who are you? - the girl demanded, holding the mop at the ready like a spear. - Why did you become attached to me? And why the hell do you become a human in my house, but a dog outside the door? The guy glanced sideways at her, chewing and swallowing his food. Anika, feeling his gaze on her, clutched the mop tighter. “Well, first of all, I’m not a dog, but a wolf,” the guy beamed with a smile, “if you’re so bad at understanding.”

Liam asked while sitting straight at his place. "I heard back in days when werewolves were being chased by hunters, some werewolves planned to conceal their and their children's identity from the world by locking their wolves. They used some kind of talisman to lock their wolves so they would never shift and no one would be able to find them," Harry explained. "Bloody witches..." Liam cursed. "If her wolf is trapped, that means some witch is taking some kind of revenge on her but if it's locked, that means her parents or someone from her family locked her wolf inside her to keep her safe," Harry continued.

He kicked the intruder away mid-air, his hand already shifted into a wolf-like form. Silver-gray claws gleamed as he barred Gloria's way. "Get inside, now!" Ulrik's vertical pupils locked onto the intruder, cedar pheromones forming a tangible barrier as he shoved Gloria aside. Gloria cried, "Velda locked the door!" Ulrik delivered a thunderous kick to the door. The wolf-rune totems etched into the wood flared with light—defensive enchantments Adelaide had laid years ago to cushion Alpha-strength impacts. The door remained unmoved.

"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…"