Wolf Under Tree Novels & Stories

Ryleigh didn’t breathe as the massive dark brown wolf stared at her, silent and unmoving beneath the canopy of the forest. Its golden eyes didn’t blink. Its chest rose and fell with slow control, every breath like thunder to her ears. She waited—frozen—until her lungs began to burn. When the wolf made no move to lunge or growl, some of the panic began to loosen from her chest. It just stood there, watching. Then, without warning, it rose to all fours and began to circle the tree she sat under—her tree. Their tree.

I don’t know what part of my brain decides it needs proof, but before I realize I’m moving, I’m back in the hallway, walking toward the window. I take a deep breath as I flip the latch and push it open, then lean out and look down toward the front door. Nothing. I almost laugh as I reach to close the window. Then I glance up toward the road. The wolf stands just inside the tree line, massive and still, eyes locked on me like he never looked away at all. Fuck.

I look at his wolf and he tilt his head to the right. What? I just wait for something else. For him to explain himself. He starts to walk again​. I followed. He's now running and I do so as well. We get to the witch tree fast. Faster than I thought possible. I see the stanger thing ever. The Witch tree is glowing. Not much. I guess is imperceptible to human eye but I see a little sparkle. Maybe because it's night time. I look to him and he shoves​ his wolf body towards mine, almost knocking me out.

It was a flat land with the drumming of water hitting water echoing from a waterfall nearby. An oak tree stood in the distance, it strong branches connected to a heavy trunk. He recognized that tree except it was missing a key detail.. a carving in it's thick trunk. A carving born out of pleasure between two soul mates. He remembered the scent of her arousal strong and captivating. He remembered her moaning as they became one pushing his wolf into a frenzy, it's claws boring into the sides of the tree. Heavy paws thundered digging into the Earth as they landed. A huge grey furred wolf ran. He jumped over a fallen three trunk carrying his weight with ease coming to a stop in front of the tree

The goddess is done taking my prayers though because the bigger wolf makes short work of the other one and then looks around for what next to kill- me. Snarling and frothing, it starts attacking the tree again. The tree thankfully holds, the thick truck too thick to be simply gouged out but the rogue wolf’s frustrations increase with every second that it cannot get to me. It huffs and snarls, and then throws its entire body weight into thr tree. I wasn’t expecting it and it’s so jarring that I nearly lose my seat on the tree and go crashing down. I grasp another branch at the last second and steady myself back in the tree. “Oh come on.” I mutter, annoyed. “What do you think you are? A wild p

She came at him almost immediately,lunging for his arm he countered it threw her thin frame upon the bark of the tree,her daggers falling to the floor. Nina groaned. She began to stand again when he rushed to her with such speed and held her neck,hitting her repeatedly with so much force against the tree. "Ahh..." Nina yelled. He choked her with his fingers doing damage to her soft skin. Her legs dangled in the air as she fought to release his hold. The Keeper tilted his head. "To think a mere human werewolf with special abilities would defeat me...Tch!" he smirked. From the corner of her eyes she could see Blake.

Standing before me is an unusually large, chestnut-colored wolf. I scream. The wolf moves closer. I back away. Stumbling over a root, I fall onto my back, all the air knocked out of me as I stare up at the swaying canopy of the trees, unable to move, waiting for my death. As the wolf approaches I close my eyes. Maybe, if I play dead, he’ll leave.

I figured at any minute Trevor would bound up behind us and give us a run for our money home but I didn't even hear footsteps anywhere near us. X circled around a large willow tree. It was like one from a fairy tale big and beautiful the vines creating a private area near the trunk. X decided we would wait for Trevor there. She laid down under the tree belly up looking at the fines coming around. It was about dusk and lighting bugs were around and lighting up with willow tree. The tree was beautiful. I heard someone approaching. X turns over expecting to see Trevor but we dont sense him or smell his scent instead, I smell another wolf. Not pack or at least not one I had met. Someone is lurki

Martha's I found myself standing in the middle of a dense forest. The trees towered far above me like ancient guardians that had stood there for centuries, their thick trunks stretching endlessly toward the dark sky. Their branches intertwined overhead, creating a canopy so dense that barely any light could pass through. The little moonlight that managed to slip between the leaves painted silver patterns across the forest floor. The air smelled of damp earth, pine, and wild grass, carrying the familiar scent of nature that every wolf found comforting.

I sought refuge behind a massive oak tree that offered scant protection. The leaves crunched underfoot, a telltale sign that the wolf was dangerously close. I held my breath, clinging to the tree, chanting a silent prayer – a desperate plea to remain hidden. A searing hot breath brushed against my neck, and a low snarl echoed in my ear. They were telling me that my silent pleading had been unanswered. I spun around and found myself face-to-face with a giant wolf.