Wolfe Ranch Novels & Stories

Cat It’s our typical Monday morning on Wolfe Ranch twenty miles outside of Baker, Montana. Baker is a small town of about two thousand people but is widely known in the world. This sleepy little town had more going for it than just the cattle industry. There were other things around here to enjoy. There are three packs of werewolves that surround my property of three hundred acres. There’s one pack to the east, one to the west and one just north of us, leaving the south open to who knows what.

He was very concerned about me and wanted to hear from Eli at least twice a day to know where we were and ensure we hadn’t entered into any pack territories or been captured. That was harder while we were in the Rockies. Much like the Appalachian Mountains back home, the Rockies are a great place for wolf packs to live without too much interaction with humans. But we pretty much stayed on the buses and kept to ourselves. Now we’re in the middle of Texas, headed back home. At least I hope we are.

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

“It’s… complicated.” “Complicated means hot,” she says, eyes sparkling. “It’s Damien Wolfe,” I mutter. Maya gasps so hard I’m afraid she might choke. “Mr. Penthouse?! Mr. Tall, dark, ruined-your-womb-with-a-glance Damien Wolfe?!” I groan. “You make it sound worse.” She grabs a pillow and clutches it dramatically. “Girl, you are playing with the kind of fire that burns souls. That man is a volcano in a suit.”

Aunt Rhianna looked seriously confused. I looked at her incredulously and then looked at Selana. “You have to be joking right? Of course, this place is full of wolves. You had to know that.” Selana finally seemed to come to some realization, “Well yes, the Canadians did make this a national park, so it makes sense that the wolves would congregate here. But honestly, I would have thought with Mr. Bodolf having such a successful cattle business he would have cleared the beasts off by now. He clearly has the manpower for it.”

She didn’t know a lot about horses, she was a quick study though, and if it would make them happy for her to do this then she’d learn all she could, and she would live there for them. Hunter said “The ranch is called Wild Creek Ranch, until recently it has been used for horse breeding and racing. You can make it operational again, or you can leave it be. It is completely up to you.” Angel found herself nodding as she once again read over the material presented to her. She would do some research see what she could learn and decide.

I asked Jenny, as if she would know and surprisingly, she did. “Canyon Ridge is the closest Covent I know of, but the last time I checked no wolves were able to make it into the town. It was protected by a spell that didn’t let our kind in.” Jenny told me but that wasn’t going to stop me. If Willow needed a witch doctor, she was going to get one.

she yelled raising her hands hysterically. "How did you know about that?" she questioned. "I have my ways," he replied as he positioned himself well facing the crowd as they watched the next match which took place in the ring between two women. Zach was carried out unconscious by the wolf's clan healer, who was a woman in her late fifties. "I won't put it past you to send your watchdog to spy on me." she scoffed as she pointed at kyle who pretended to have an ongoing conversation with the female who stood beside him.

The larger we all grew, the less room the rogues had. I kept Lana curled up against my side as everyone settled into the cars, but she happily kept her hold on me as we pulled away from the house for what I hoped was the last time. I was ready to take her home, to give her a real house where she would be safe. Several pairs of feral wolves lined the road, watching us as we started moving. Their lean bodies and patchy fur showed just how hard they had to fight every day when living as a rogue. The scars that decorated them were worn with pride that they had survived.

They had come together to rescue me? “We can have introductions later. First, I think we should decide what to do with the remaining wolves of this rogue pack. And that includes Sno.” “I say we kill that bitch.” Wolfe grunted but my eyes went to Onyx as I took a step to her grabbing her hands and pulling her into a kiss for all to see, making her gasp.