Wolf Ties Novels & Stories

Leo interrupted her, “do not provoke Ar to rash acts. You don't understand what couple attraction is. And she still doesn't understand. But soon he will feel and accept. This is not typical of you humans: you change partners more often than socks. - Oh, let's not. Examples of morality and purity. You, - Elya pointed her finger at one man and then at the second, - something is not celibate, waiting for her half. And I'm not talking about celibacy. The wolf never abandons his family, unlike the man. "Sorry I'm not a wolf," Elya snapped. “That's enough,” Vela interrupted the argument, “Elya, sit with Lily. Call right away if you wake up. Go, - she repeated with pressure, looking her daughter in

The bond flared violently, white and gold, sending sparks of light crawling along the walls, and Lyra felt it—the Winter Wraith was here, hovering in the edges of their vision, stalking, testing, waiting for weakness. From the rafters, the councilor moved again, dagger glinting in silver light. Another bolt flew. Rylan growled low, seizing Lyra in a protective lift and shifting fully into his wolf form. Muscles rippled beneath fur that shone with lunar sheen, claws scraping against stone as he bounded toward cover. Lyra’s hands gripped him tightly, heart hammering. “We can’t keep dodging forever!” “We don’t have to,” Rylan growled, baring his teeth in a feral grin. “We fight.”

She had replaced it with a new one. He walked up to her and pulled the tooth from his pocket. Gray Wolf's mother's tooth. Whiter. Sharper. Fewer cracks. The cord was freshly cut. Deerskin. Pale brown. He did not speak. He took her left hand and wound the cord around her wrist, looping it twice beside the old tooth, then tying a knot. He tied it slowly. His fingers were thick. The cord was thin. It took him several tries to pull it tight. Her wrist was slender. The cord pressed a faint line into her skin. He did not let go. He wound the other end around and tied a second knot. A double knot. It would not come loose.

My stomach rumbled as I caught a whiff of the roast turkey, aching to have a taste of the golden bird on my tongue. I reached the stage at the same moment as Tania, holding my hand out to her, "You've been busy my beautiful darkling." "Yeah, they're nice," she peered at the stage and a shiver slid down her body, "remind me again what this entails?" I pulled her close, tucking her waves behind her ears to open her gorgeous face up to me, "It's a blood bond. You won't experience what another wolf will feel but you have to be blood bonded to the pack as a certainty of your loyalty. That's it. It will take less than five minutes, I promise."

I had ever sworn my wolf to anyone. Air filled my lungs, and I let it out with one swell swoosh. "I, Robin Mayas, swear my undying loyalty to the Alpha of the Aconite Clan. With this pact, I give you everything. My power, my wolf, and my life." As soon as I said the words, the drop of blood in his hands glinted an ominous flash of blue, giving the deep crimson a purple swirl. And then, it was being cleaned off by Morax's tongue.

“After we split by south road, I traveled the perimeter west. No one had seen the kid.” “Fuck,” Steve hisses. Two more wolves emerged from the east side of the temple. The dark brown one nips at the grey one. They both shake and transform into their human selves. Beau laughs at Wyatt Jones, campus beta, while Wyatt sneers back at him. “Goddamn it, Beau,” Wyatt snaps. “Is nothing serious to you?” “Just a love bite, baby,” Beau coos back. Wyatt lets out a low growl. The biggest of the five wolves emerges from behind the temple. He’s a deep, chocolate brown and stockier than the other four. He lets out a warning bark at Beau before shaking into the human form of Archer. He scowls at his twin br

MYLO “No one,” Dahlia's voice was steady, “just another wolf from Langdale.” “Another wolf you’ve been involved with?” I tilted my head slightly as I found myself bulking, pressing more into her, “What about Troy?” “No,” she wrinkled her nose, “and same thing. There were only a handful of wolves in Langdale.” “It wasn’t a wolf,” I backed up a bit but remained caging her in, “his name is Terran.”

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

Wolves of every shape, size, and colour come streaming from the pack house, the small hostel and the woods, the bright white wolf leading the charge. “Find them,” Jericho orders. “Kill them all.” The spirit wolves drop each other’s hands and stand back, watching the wolves race across the countryside. “They took our cars,” I say to the white wolf. “You’ll never catch them.” Jericho shifts back to human, not caring that he’s naked. “We will,” he says with more certainty than I feel. His eyes glaze over as he mind links with someone. Tor’s red wolf streaks past me and into the hole that leads to the dungeon.

I was so excited to share him with my family. When we arrived, the Ladies had already been sent up to our suite. The minute I saw them I cried clear tears of joy. They probably thought I was a wuss. To them it was only a few months, but for me it had been a decade. Tyler wasn't present, but I hadn't expected her to be. She was still in hiding. I had spoken to her while on the plane. It was good hearing her voice after so long. She filled in some of the blanks with the Wolfpack, telling me how Tobias had gone all over the country seeking perspective new Wolves. She told me about the contacts that they had made in Europe and the supernatural beings involved—the most powerful being the witches