Wolf With A Rose Novels & Stories

Cicilia yell The russet wolf limps toward her, blood dripping from his belly wound, his eyes promising death. Behind him, the black wolf shakes himself and starts forward. In the ravine, Pete's breathing has gone shallow. And Roselyn's broken ribs are grinding together every time she tries to inhale. "Any last words, abomination?" The russet wolf looms over her, raising one massive paw for the killing blow. Roselyn bares her teeth in what might be a smile. Blood bubbles at the corner of her mouth, metallic and warm. She forces herself to her feet, legs shaking, Cicilia snarling defiance even as her body screams for mercy.

“That’s not happening. I am a free wolf.” They didn’t react, but the main one’s eyes promised something violent. “Take her,” he said. Rose didn’t wait for them to step forward. Her body shifted, clothes tore, the change rippling through her in one fluid motion as she dropped into her wolf. A wolf to be feared, large and regal, she stepped forward as a low, menacing growl ripped from her throat. She would not go down without a fight. They still didn’t hesitate. “Submit now to the royal inquisition.”

Zayn’s POV The wind carried her scent before I ever saw her. It hit me like a slap—a sweet mix of wildflowers and something uniquely hers, sharp and intoxicating, cutting through the forest air. My wolf stirred instantly, growling with a need so necessary it made my chest ache. Mate.

Feral wolves who attack without a reason or prior warning. I turned towards the forest,my eyes searching for Alexander. As I ran towards the fray,a chilling realization stopped me cold. The howls weren't random. They were organized. When I reached the border,a wolf caught my attention,his fur was as dark as night,and eyes as crimson as blood. A voice echoed in my mind,deep and unfamiliar. “Finally. It's time Lea,you can't run anymore.”

They greeted once more, their heads lowered at their average height. After shaking me up and making me all dizzy, he drops me on a sofa, taking his seat opposite me. He wipes off the blood on his neck with clothes, his well-sculpted abs coming into view. He was truly astonishing. “Welcome back, princess.” A lady in all white came in, the skull-made staff in her hands. She had white hairs, white eyelids, and white eye strokes, and judging from the combination, her wolf must be white. “The name is…”

But the answer he got from his wolf was silence this time around. She was charging at him once again, and he only had time for a couple of quick dodges before quickly getting up to start fighting her off him. Her face was covered, and she even wore a hoodie that effectively hid even a glimpse of her hair. Meanwhile, he still couldn’t understand why he couldn’t smell her, even if she was just right in front of him. Lyon! Why can’t I smell her? Are you playing tricks on me? Damn it wolf, you’re gonna get us killed!

I followed his retreating back. Great. He's mad at me. •••••• RENIUEXO'S POV "Stop it you fool!" I scolded my wolf who's now in rage again. He's getting really hard to control when our mate is involved. When Rose bumped onto me earlier it took all my patience to stop myself from grabbing her and imprisoned her in my arms. Especially when she's so damn near to me. How I missed being that close to her for the past week.

“The mixed couple that just got married, uh, he’s lion, right?” “We believe so. We mostly guess at what we were mixed with since the records were destroyed. With his coloring and his personality we can assume he was mixed with that DNA. What about him?” “I met Justice North and he has the same kind of eyes as Valiant. Is he lion?” That would explain the roar after sex. “His coloring is not right. In my free time I’m studying animals. I wanted to guess better what some of us were changed with.” Breeze looked proud. “I think he is

Wolves were heard howling in the distance and a rush of wind came through my window, making me shiver from the cold. I focused my sight on it and I was surprised at how well I could read them. “What is it?” Daniel asked, taking a peek, noticing the red rose on the top of the page, “hey, isn’t that the tattoo you have on your shoulder?” I nodded, my breathing was becoming labored and I couldn’t hear anything else but the beating of my heart. I looked at the words and started reading them. “The Red Rose pack,” I started taking a deep breath before I kept reading.

The voice said again and it was clearer this time. I looked around and finally saw a light. From that light I could see a wolf, not just any wolf but a red one. A red wolf appearing to me, I'm confused about this. This also appeared to be a female wolf. "Wait... Who are you?" I asked, trying to get the situation. Was this some sort of ancestral wolf talking to me? "I am Rose, your wolf." She replied. I froze. What did I just listen to? "Wait what?" I exclaimed in disbelief, "My wolf?"