Wolfie Cindy Novels & Stories

Lacey's POV: I have been at the beautiful pond for about an hour. While I am laying down by the pond enjoying the peace and quiet, all of a sudden my senses are alerted when I hear a twig snap in the woods around me. I look around but see nothing but something is telling me someone is watching me, I decide its better for me to head back to the pack house. it's rare to see a white wolf and I don't need any extra attention, it's bad enough I am the pack slave, everyone thinks I'm an omega low level wolf, everyone thinks I am trash, but nobody knows I'm of the Alpha blood line. my birthday is in a week, and I plan on leaving when I turn 18, and nobody can stop me.

My calming signals gave him little reprieve. “Let’s see your wolf. We need to rally the troops.” “The white wolf was better. We could feel her power. This one is weak.” “She served us well.” Peirs gave Sandra false admiration. It was sickening. “The white wolf escaped.” “That wasn’t her fault. Huh, my beauty.” He reached into the cage and petted Sandra like a dog. Ghost’s emotions were all over the place. He still cared for her on some level. Sandra’s canines grew out of her mouth and bit Piers’ hand. He jumped back as she shifted into a small light brown wolf. “Little bitch.” He yelled, and several guns were pointed at her.

"It really isn't. Like you said yesterday the council is a bunch of old rich men. They keep to themselves. Every three years there is an Alpha summit where all the leaders attend, but other than that it's rare you see an elder. The average wolf will never meet them." They continued walking through the store. David turned the cart into the clothing section and started throwing shirts and pants in the cart. "Those don't look like they'll fit you." Clara looked at the women's t-shirts and sweaters he was picking at random. "And you were being too picky, so I'll buy you everything and then you can pick when we get home." "I have enough clothes." Clara said. "I'm a simple girl." "You took one bag

Ivy whined, clinging onto Vivian's arm. "Ivy, stop being a whiny child! Eve, take him or I will take his dead body back." That seemed to have an effect on them since I haven't been serious for a while. Evelyn quickly dragged Ivy's whining butt and left me alone with Vivian. Things are about to get crazy. A howl interrupted our glaring contest, wolf appearing in front of us with low growls erupting from his deathly bloody mouth. "Uh oh-" I gulped, taking a few steps back but he stared at me with his red piercing eyes. "Hey... wolfie... that I don't the name of- how about you let me go? Huh?"

There was a hint of gloating in the eyes of the beta of the gray wolf clan, although outwardly he looked absolutely indifferent to what was happening. Certainly… I'm now officially anyone's doormat! I was just about to open my mouth to give out at least something that could express the whole gamut of emotions overwhelming my consciousness like an avalanche, when Ian again indicated that I would now live by his rules. Letting go of my elbow, the black wolf bared his teeth, turning towards Vadim. The only thing she managed to catch was just one single menacing roar, and a moment later the beta of the gray wolf clan collapsed along the opposite wall. And something told him that he wouldn’t be a

Wolfie is a happy and tamed dog but right now he is aggressive on something inside the room. “Wolfie” I called again trying to be strong even though I felt scared. I heard a voice of a woman and she was whispering while crying inside the guest room. Maybe that is the reason why Wolfie is barking. I tried to put my ear closer to the door to hear the voice and the cry was getting louder. As if the woman crying inside is in agony. Her weep is getting harder and harder while she keeps on whispering. Which I don’t understand because I can’t hear it clearly; it seems like she is murmuring with pain and agony.

' I retorted. “Can I help you young man.” I jumped and let out a yelp that I will forever be grateful my brothers weren't here to witness. I looked down to see a little white haired lady with round glasses hanging off the end of her nose. She was barely 5 foot and looked about 90 years old. 'You're a 6 foot 7 werewolf. How in the hell did a tiny old human woman scare the shit out of you.' Cain howled with laughter in my head. 'And WHAT was that noise that came out of your mouth.' I could feel him rolling about.

“What did you do without my consent?” “I just found a she-wolf in the heat with a great thirst for revenge and I helped her.” “Who did you want to eliminate?” “That bitch of a cursed she-wolf!” Just hearing those words, Vlad throws Frank against the wall with one hand. The wolf’s body begins to crack like ceramic, and just staring into his red eyes, the stench of death fills his lungs. “Were you planning to take out the red-eyed woman?” “I...believed...I believe...that...”

My wolf had a strange feeling about this, and I agreed with her. My eyes darted around the forest until I spotted a few Gammas in wolf form walking towards Cindy. They were sniffing the air, trying to get a whiff of her scent, but I knew, like me, they couldn’t smell her. She was wearing the masking spray, which should only be occupied by Gammas of the Elite force. It was created specifically for the Elite Force; nobody else was supposed to have access to that, so it was strange that Cindy was wearing it.

she asked her "Mum do you know something about the wolves ?" she asked her mother. "Wolves?" Cindy said confused. She then leaned closer to Lisa and whispered. "Olivia told me a wolf killed her boyfriend and you were there, that must have been traumatic for you Lisa" she said to her and then leaned back again. "I'm so glad you're here. But I have lots of chores to do. And I've also not been drinking for some time now" Cindy said very happy.