Wolf With Scar Novels & Stories

The fireplace seemed running out of heat for scar and Lorna. Lorna is scar's human mate. They haven't actually claimed each other since they just met, but Lorna and I were friends before. I was happy that Scar found his mate but a little worried for he was expecting his mate to be a she-wolf. And now that Scar was injured due to other rogues trying to corner him, he couldn't move. Lorna signed and nodded at her. She scratched the scar on her neck and turned to me. "Alright. But just so you know, I would be really sad if you get hurt as well. Please be careful, Tara..."

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

This was where the core operation of the Black Wolf Clan and the other Wolf's small calm who are under them exists. The car stopped in front of the large gate and a butler approached them and opened the car. "Good evening Highness. You're quite late, the celebration had already started inside." The green-eyed butler greeted him as he handed his coat to him. The butler was wearing a black suit and had a pair of scar engraved on his left cheeks. The Fair Wolf's Clan , he belonged to the fair Wolf's Clan who are under Alexander wings. Alexander smirked at him and suddenly grabbed the back of his neck and kissed him senseless. After a moment he drew himself back while the other man was gasping

Getting no reply from her side, he yelled once more …. “ WHY …??” to which she jolted and his hold on her tightened even more causing her to wince in pain. Witnessing his dear mate wincing in pain because of him was the least thing he wanted to do, hence he was taken over by his wolf. Scarlet gasped in fear and corners herself even more letting her whole body stick to the tree when she heard a loud snarling and howling voice. She looked up only to find a huge black wolf looking at her through his green eyes as if he was sucking her soul. Howling even more loudly, he retracted his sharp claws and touched the side of her face gently like she was a feather.

I shake the thought from my head and look back to where Ramon was. In his place is a massive wolf. Its golden eyes look me over and it sucks in a deep breath. A scar runs over its left eye and a small V has been torn into its right ear. I can only assume those marks come from a previous fight from years before. I swallow hard...really hard!

As the wolf paused on the ridge, Scar considered heaving herself from its back and running, but even as the thought formed she knew it was futile. The wolf had run for a long time. It would catch her , easily, and she wasn’t even sure which way home was, from here. The choice was taken from her as the wolf started down the incline. It was at an even enough pace that Scar was able to sit up and watch the proceedings like she was riding some kind of demented steed . Could this be some wolf from her pack ?

Scarlet says, her eyes narrowing as she takes a much closer look at the chubby middle-aged wolf who is currently curled up into a tight, shivering ball on the frozen ground. "Does your memory folder still carry a file on my face, Mrs. Scarlet?" the bruised middle-aged wolf groans, lifting his battered head out of the slush. He uses a bloody hand to brush his messy hair off his forehead, staring straight up at her apron with clear, bloodshot eyes.

he says quietly. I find that odd. “And as for information… I’m Scar. I think I lost my ID and stuff when I was attacked,” he mutters. I nod sympathetically, still trying to understand the reason he doesn’t want us to tell the cops. Then suddenly my senses scream with adrenaline and alertness. I smell it before it even happens. Suddenly, the door bursts open. Splinters fly. Screams sound in the background. My senses roaring, I stand there and watch as a wolf, huge, monstrous, familiar, flanked by two other wolves, stands in the doorway.

I reached on top the tower scar was still there waiting for me ,so there was no need to summon him ,i patted his fire breathing jaws ,be could tell i was depressed ,we have a sort of connection scar and i, just like i do with my wolf ,scar has the ability to read my mind that's why we make a great team in battle. I hooped on his back and he slowly took off into the dark and lonely skies.

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead