Wolf/raven Relationship Novels & Stories

The familiar burn of alcohol provided a fleeting escape, but the complexities of my current situation refused to be drowned. As I sipped the whiskey, a voice echoed within me—the voice of my wolf. "Gray, do you know what Raven has planned?" I sighed, acknowledging the persistent presence of my inner companion. "I might have an idea," I replied, pacing the room. "She's likely going to pressure her father to speed up the wedding date." "Isn't that the Alpha's job?" my wolf questioned, a growl of disapproval underlying the words. I clenched my jaw, a silent admission that my wolf had a point. "It is, but Raven has a way of getting what she wants."

A deep rumble pierced through my fading hearing, “this is on you, Grace.” Then there was the silence. Voices vanished leaving nothing but the heavy weight of the void. Like they say, life on borrowed time. It will never be yours, nor mine. Not until a spark of light crack the walls of oblivion. A beam of ray cut through the cracks and went straight to Raven, drowning in his own blood and lifeless. Raven? The energy of that light seemed so warm that it pulled Raven back to his senses, his eyes were half-opened yet it was enough to see the light slowly forming into an image of a wolf… with glowing golden-brown eyes.

"Raven, what in the hell are you doing here?" Mary was hiding around the corner in the kitchen, peeking out with a carving knife in her hand. She saw Marcus leaning down for a face lick. "You know that wild beast?" "Yep. Raven is my friend. We met on a hiking trip last year. Smartest wolf I've ever seen and strangely friendly to me. Of course, I did save her life. When I stumbled across Raven, she'd been gored by a deer. I had to remove the antler embedded in her chest." He rubbed my chest, feeling the scar tissue where the wound had been. "She looks to be fully healed. Want to say hi?"

I managed to ask, although the words came out so quietly that I wasn’t sure they’d heard me. The tallest man tilted his head, studying me for a moment before a small smile touched his mouth. There was something strange about the way he looked at me. It wasn’t the cold stare I’d expected from someone who had just walked into a warehouse and killed half the men inside it. His eyes seemed almost hungry, as though he’d been waiting to see me for a very long time. “The Ravens.” My stomach dropped. Ravens. I remembered the word immediately. The men who had kidnapped me had said it while they were filming me, but I hadn’t understood what they meant. I’d assumed it was the name of whoever they were

he teased. There was no danger. Rachel relaxed, backing up a pace or two, returning his smile. "Rachel Murray,"she said."Do you have a name, or should I just call you the Wolfman?" His eyes sparkled and he broke into a chuckle. "Wolfman by trade, not by name. Galen Munroe, pleased to meet you, Rachel Murray. " A short while later, Rachel found herself in his cabin. He'd put on a shirt, regrettably, but even that could not hide the strength beneath it.

He was wrong often enough that I worried about him. “Her name is Raven Blackwood,” he said. “Eldest daughter of Alpha Blackwood.” Murmurs. Someone knew the name. Of course someone knew the name. “She was to be mated to their Alpha, Matthew,” Ansel continued, flat as a report. “On the day of her wedding, her pack discovered her sister’s wolf had awakened…rare, white. Raven had not awakened. She was declared wolfless, expelled from the pack, her bond cut by her own father.”

My eyes twitched as he winked at me and Nadia shoved him towards the door. The second the door shut behind him, Chloe ran towards her bed and screamed into a pillow. I stared. "Should I leave? Or transfer or just kill my… " Where's Raven?” I asked, her bed looking untouched Her face went back to normal. “Oh Raven takes an extra vampire lesson, she's not going to be back till sunrise.” I simply nodded. While she sat upright with a smile growing on her. "Thats Corbin Thorne. He's like also amongst the elite wolves but he's my fuck buddy."

The moment I saw it, the First Ghost Wolf’s expression turned grim. "You were never just his pawn, Rachael," she murmured. "You were marked for something far worse." she said, shaking her head negatively. Before I could respond to her, the sanctuary exploded. I turned to screa

Lately, rogues have been attacking our borders a lot, and we are having trouble holding them back, so today the Alpha and Beta of the Ravenwing pack are arriving to help us train. I don't know who the Alpha is, but I had heard the Alpha is a female and also a white wolf. He looks at the clock and sees that they should be arriving soon, so he, Savina, his Beta David, and his Gamma Colton all go outside to welcome us.

I asked though ut is beyond the business. "Is it part of my job description to answer your question?" "Raven, we are not here just because of the business or your job! We can talk about personal things, so the.. —" "So you were saying that I could open up things with you? That I can share my happy and sad moments? What for?" Raven asked, and the more that I saw pain in her eyes, "Raven, we've been in a relationship before, and I know you! I know when you are happy, and I am sure by now you are not. I know that you are going through something, and I wasn't sure if it was about Axel or something else."