Wolf Shifter Romance Novels & Stories

I don’t know why we chose that place; I just knew that if we made it there, we would be safe. “So there are wolves in Alaska?” I ask her; I don’t mention my plan because the last thing I want is for her to see some connection that isn’t there. I probably just chose it because it was far away from the Academy and the Master. “I highly doubt they survived the bombs but we heard stories about them sending unmated females to hide in the human bunkers to protect the bloodline.” Flora finally looks up at me; her eyebrows are drawn together in confusion and her eyes keep flicking down to the hand I have pressed against my stomach. “A Winter Wolf female presents as human until they meet their fated

“They saw us.” Kaela had already shifted mid-step, her white wolf flashing like a blade through the trees. Ronan followed, his own shift ripping through him like lightning. The chase was on. And war was no longer waiting. *** Drop your theories ⬇️ ***

He chuckled as he shook his head, knowing he had to look as crazy as he felt. From behind a giant birch, a massive dark gray wolf slowly eased into view. Josh felt the catch of his breath in his throat as he stared at her sleek coat and powerful frame. Shifter animals were larger and stronger than their natural counterparts, more graceful. Alanna's wolf was definitely more graceful, elegant even. And deadly. Beautiful. Josh felt his panther purr within him again as he fought the urge to approach the wolf, feeling the same welling up of passion for the redhead as he felt at Everglades. He knew she had to be feeling it as well.

She was certain he had to be a large wolf, and he must be a lot more ferocious looking than that stupid Rider. Finding it odd that she was thinking about which wolf was the most handsome, Everly shook her head to clear it and then returned her attention to her book. She was almost three-fourths of the way through the book now, and she still hadn’t found anything, but she thought that the book might be getting to a part that included something useful because it was talking about wolf shifters interacting with humans and how it was important for wolf shifters to keep their abilities secret from those who were not able to shift into wolves.

This would display their strength and compatibility. Serena controlled her hammering heart as Dorcas reached out to open the clasp which held her robe. It slipped into a puddle at her feet, leaving her stark naked. “Shift, my love, let me chase you and make you mine.” He whispered. Without saying a word, she shifted into a red wolf and sprinted through the crowd towards the treeline. This is what she had been waiting for. Dorcas gave her a 5-minute head start, he opened his robe and shifted into a black wolf.

She’d felt the sparks, too. “And—I can shift,” I added. She stared. “Into what? A raccoon? Please say raccoon.” “A wolf.” Shiloh blinked slowly. “…Okay, hotter.” I laughed. Then the part I’d been avoiding. “My wolf is bound right now. The swamp witch did… something. Took my ice. But it won’t last.” Shiloh nodded, absorbing everything in silence, which I wasn’t used to from her. “This is all going to take a little getting used to,” she finally said, sneaking a shy look at Ronan. “So much has happened, I almost need to catch my breath.”

As soon as Shyfter said he ran with the Rogues, Rex's wolf emerged and melded with his human instinctively. "Whoa, Dark Alpha. Calm down. This is the result I spoke of before. You don't have the focus to control this. That's why we are here." Shyfter said. Seeing that Rex wasn't backing down or calming down, Shyfter had no choice but to show him what a blacked out wolf really looked like. Before phasing, Shyfter was a big wolf, after phasing, he was huge. Fur the color of a comet in the night sky, black eyes going red in an instant, he waited for Rex to charge. Shyfter didn't have to wait long. *Shyfter*

I say. Rushing out the door, we both change on the fly tossing our clothes at the forest line as we shift into our wolves. My wolf is a white wolf and Colby’s is black. It’s been a while since my wolf Shelby has been free to run and she takes the opportunity to run at full speed. Colby’s wolf Daniel runs beside Shelby keeping pace with her. Shelby is fast but Daniel is faster. Shelby loves Daniel and loves to play but right now is not play time.

Then, the growls start. Two wolves emerge from the shadows, their charcoal-gray fur nearly blendin’ into the night. They approach slowly but deliberately, their movements reekin’ of arrogance. Medium-sized males—rogues. "We are going to have to shift and fight," Chet orders through the mind-link, his voice steady, certain. "There are only two. We will defend ourselves, Unega." I nod, already feelin’ the change ripple through me. In a blink, we shift, fur replacin’ skin, instincts replacin’ thought.

Author's POV The ladies are back in the clearing, circling each other in the deciding round. To determine if this will be an overwhelming victory for one. Or a tie. The first crack of bone splitting into fur should feel glorious. Instead, for one of them, it feels wrong. Lira’s body folds forward as the shift tears through her, muscles stretching, spine lengthening, skin rippling into fur that shimmers like midnight kissed by starlight. Gasps ripple across the clearing the moment her wolf stands fully formed.