Wolfoo Cry Novels & Stories

I didn't bother wiping my tears as I allowed it to flow freely. My fangs protruded as I wailed kneeling on the floor in pain, I held my chest as I tried to control my wolf. My claws grew as I folded my fist tightly on Mason's cloth I was holding. That hurt my skin but I could only sense the need to bounce on someone that moment, but I had nowhere to go.

She hated the fact that she was crying in front of him, but she couldn't help it. Miriam noticed how intensely his dark eyes were focusing on her and a small cry of fear escaped her lips. Miriam didn't feel her wolf, Cleopatra, and knew without her wolf she couldn't take on an Alpha, let alone a vampire hybrid. She was no match against him without her wolf, Cleopatra. "I'm trying to stop crying! I...I... I swear. Please don't hurt me." she said in a muffled voice, and he shook his head.

[POWER VEIL: ADAPTIVE MODE] [FACULTY DETECTION: PARTIAL — REDIRECTED] The headmaster stepped forward, voice amplified across the courtyard. “Welcome to Apex Academy,” he said. “You are not here because you are powerful. You are here because the world expects you to become dangerous.” Eyes scanned the crowd. “Let us begin with introductions.” The first group stepped forward. Werewolf Alpha Candidates. A tall boy with silver-streaked hair smiled confidently. His presence forced nearby wolves to stiffen. “Dominance output at eighteen percent,” a faculty member muttered. “Impressive for his age.”

"I'm not a unit! I'm Leo! You promised no more papers! You promised you wouldn't leave me in the dark!" I looked down at the top of his head. I saw the messy black hair, the soot on his forehead, the way his shoulders shook with a desperate, stuffy-nosed sob. I logged the data. I verified his identity as the White Wolf trigger. But the mess of it—the wetness of his tears against my cold quartz, the smell of milk and fear—did not compute.

MY BUTTERFLY ****************** CALEB’S POV ****************** My heart is heavy and burdened as I watch the woman who has come to mean everything to me wither away before my eyes. I see her pains and how she tries so hard to hide them with a smile. Sometimes I want to break down and cry but for her, I try to be strong. However when she is not watching I go to a private place and cry. They say strong men do not cry but for Angela’s sake I agree to be a weakling for her sake I agree that I am not man enough.

I gritted my teeth. Suddenly I heard a whimpering sound in the room so I looked at Anna and found her crying. Tears were streaming down her eyes. And when I placed my hand on her shoulder she broke into tears while sobbing and whimpering. She was wailing in pain. Because of crying she even started hiccuping. Holding her head in pressed her head into my belly and she wrapped her hands around my waist and cried her heart out. I felt my wolf was howling in pain. He was angry and sad at the same time. And it wasn't good. If he loses his mind then I won't be able to control him and he will destroy everything and even kill the innocent.

No matter how much I peered into the water surface of the lake, absolutely nothing happened. Not in five minutes, not in fifteen, not in half an hour... Unable to contain my emotions, I hit the water with my fist. Well, how so! So much to pass and again nothing! A cry escaped from his chest, no from helplessness, no from desperation. My cry echoed throughout the cave, reflected in every corner. Even now I won’t say whether it was me screaming or my she-wolf.

Be glad, at least you won't have to put up with his bad moods. I couldn't even speak, I was disappointed with the situation. - All right! - I said, disappointed down to my last hairline, it was the fastest obsession I have ever had. Intense, fast and disappointing... I just wanted to look into Sam's brown eyes again! Only then could I lay my head on my pillow and convince myself that my dream meant nothing to my head and heart.