Wolfwalkers #robyn Novels & Stories

Peyton was much older than Luke at thirty-six years old. “Humans are having children in their forties nowadays, and werewolves are much better equipped to carry children, so there’s nothing to worry about.” My mom smiled at the couple. “It will be so nice to have a baby in the family again.” Luke’s mother, Robin, smiled, hugging Beta Alfred. “And who knows, maybe soon our Luke and Blake will bless us with some more grandpups.” She looked at my mom, joy on her face at the thought.

Plus, Cass and I have plans to make. It will involve Robyn returning to the exiles with instructions well before the Council arrives. With a final little bark, I nod for Robyn to go first. She’s brave, with a running leap her small brown wolf flies into the foaming water and vanishes. I follow straight after, the water blindingly cold. Muscles seize, my lungs halt, but I’m kicking and pushing as hard as I can, hurtling downstream. It’s pure luck as I find myself upside down, shoulder smashing into a black boulder, inhaling a lungful of water in the confusion. Suddenly, my paws find edges, mossy grass, it’s land. Dragging us upwards, my wolf is choking, hacking up water.

“Four. Maybe five.” He glanced at her, eyes gold under the stormy sky. “You sure you’re ready?” “No,” she said. “But I’m done running.” Then the wolves emerged from the shadows—hulking figures with eyes like flame and teeth that gleamed under the lightning. And leading them… wasn’t Garran. It was Rhodes. She stepped forward, dressed in black, calm as ever. She looked up at Evelyn through the scope and smiled. “You said no cryptic messages,” Logan said quietly. “But that? That’s a message.” Then, all at once, the wolves charged.

My wolf has took over Hunter stares at me dumbfounded and i walk through the door run outside and shift. My wolf is in desperate need of a run and i need to cool off before i hurt someone. Why would she does this to me to her own pack? I cant help but keep asking my self that. Rosalyn isnt like that so why would she do that. All because she thinks i willingly cheated on her even though i never did. I have to find out before i do something stupid. I smell a horrible smell and stop dead in my tracks I quickly turn my body and see a rogue and attack. Perfect I need something or someone to release my anger on anyways. My wolf keeps telling me i need to reject her he feels hurt and betrayed but i

"He thinks you're just mad at him, that you're trying to surprise him! He cleared his whole schedule today just to spend the anniversary with you!" Rylan waited for five minutes. Then, the last flicker of light in his eyes went out. He spun around and slammed the door behind him. I closed my book, stood up, and prepared to leave for the docks in the Black Forest. But fate, it seemed, wasn't done with me yet. On the only road to the docks, a group of she-wolves blocked my path. It was Morrigan and her cronies. "Well, well, look who it is. The pathetic, weak-willed healer," Morrigan sneered, her eyes full of malice. "Abandoned by your Alpha on your anniversary, and you still have the guts to w

Ryan smashed his way through the Rogues, His presence seemed to attract their attention as most of the rogues gave up climbing, and charged straight to attack him. Ryan growled loudly and attacked head-on, bursting to the side of the wolf, throwing it out of his way, his huge jaws clamping down on the wolf nearby and crushing it in an instant. Another Rogue tried to jump on his back, he turned midway and caught one of its legs a shook his head vigorously, the body of the rogues bounced around like a rag doll before Ryan threw him away. His paws scratched and tore through the flesh of the approaching wolves, one by one. Within minutes, seven of the rogue wolves were dead. Ryan looked around t

Familiar. It welcomed me like a long-forgotten memory. Ryker dismounted as we reached the center of the basin, and I followed. Wolves emerged from the shadows, silent and watchful. Their eyes glowed faintly. Their magic coiled tight around them like armor. Not Council wolves. Not loyalists. Ryker took a step forward. “I want to see my son,” he said, voice low but commanding. A woman stepped from the circle of wolves — tall, robed in green and black, with gold eyes that shimmered like flame.

Talking about his wolf, she felt her wolf respond a little. She fenced in her wolf for many years. Why would her wolf react to Raymond? Was it because she unknowingly accepted him? Jennifer pondered Robin’s words, urging her to assist Raymond with the heat. For the very first time, she desired her wolf to emerge, though she resisted the transformation, fully aware that if Raymond caught sight of her wolf form, it would spell her demise. Nevertheless, Raymond’s life held paramount significance for her at that moment, leaving her unwilling to jeopardize it.

Ryan ran towards Ellon and took him with him while Chandra attacked the rogues who were a little far from her with the knives. "Ryan, run towards the pack house and take as many people as you can take with you. I will give you cover" she didn't wait for his reply and shifted in her jet-black wolf. Her wolf is an exact copy of the king, but there is a little height difference, and her wolf has brown eyes. Ryan took Ellon's hand. "Ryan, mom and dad are in danger", Ellon said while tears slipped from his eyes.

Ryn roared. Figures burst from the trees, they were ragged, snarling rogues, their eyes burning with malice. At least a dozen or maybe more. Jarek leapt from his horse with a roar, knives flashing. Ryn was a wall of steel, his arrow pinning down the first wolf that lunged. Lucas shoved my horse back, placing himself between me and the attackers. But more poured in, surrounding us. I didn’t think. My hands lifted, power already crackling beneath my skin. The wind answered first, rushing through the trees in a violent surge that knocked two rogues off their feet. They scrambled up again, snarling but I was already calling lightning.