Wolves Behind Bars Novels & Stories

He could see the understanding on Paul's face. Paul moved into the open cell. The cell they had waiting for him. The two black wolves were biting and fighting for their lives and not paying attention to where they were moving. Once they were all in the cell, he went totally limp. The two wolves held on for a good minute, but the rogue didn't move. Was he dead? They both let go and backed away. They were gasping for breath, try to regain their strength after the life or death fight. They were surprised and unable to move fast enough when the gray wolf leaped into the air and ran out of the cell, slamming the door behind him. It automatically locked. The two black wolves let out blood curdling

The clearing was silent. It was a silence heavy with threat. Dozens of wolves surrounded us. They were massive. Gray, black, and russet fur bristled in the moonlight. Their eyes were locked on us. They were waiting for the command. I stood frozen behind Rian. The pressure of the wards was crushing my chest. It felt like an iron band tightening with every breath. My vision blurred. Rian’s body was a rigid shield. He vibrated with tension. His suit jacket was torn. His stance was primal.

He smiled at me before he played with the cane in his hand. "If you only knew the reason from the very beginning and I knew you would not allow each other in this marriage." He said. Everything they say I couldn’t understand. It was like a poem that no matter how many times I read it I could not understand what it meant to me or what’s the meaning. He waved the cane on the thorn and then whistled. The black wolves stopped because of what he did. Some survivors of the fight even ran away to back to their boss. Belle suddenly exploded ice and they suddenly disappeared. She just left a mess that looked like it was snowing that night. We were all stunned especially at their sudden disappearance.

Havermouth, Present Time Along one wall of Connery’s torture dungeon, he had fitted chains to the wall. The other held three cages. They put the oldest she-wolves in the cages where they could sit, and secured the younger ones to the other wall. All the she-wolves were weeping, their eyes red and cheeks flushed and raw from being rubbed. In the cages, they huddled and comforted each other, their sobs wrenching at Meguitte’s heart.

he said proudly. He opened one of the doors, and i stepped inside. There was no window, just walls, and as i moved towards the wall, i saw the chains. They were so thick. I lifted them up, feeling the weight within them. “You have kept wolves here?” “Yes. After sedating them, even when they try to change, the wolves stay shackled to the wall. If they do break free, I have reinforced doors. Everyone will be protected at all costs.” I felt relief as i stared at the chains and the room. “This is amazing.”

"I'll leave Blackwood Territory forever. I'll never contact you again. Just get me out of here. Please, Alexander. I'm begging you." I moved toward the door, not to leave but to close it completely, ensuring privacy for what I was about to say. I lit a wolfsbane-infused cigarette, the smoke curling upward, temporarily masking the scent of blood. "Do you understand where you are, Lily?" I finally spoke, my voice devoid of emotion. "This isn't an ordinary containment facility. The wolves here are beyond rehabilitation." Her tears slowed as she sensed the direction of my words. "Your roommates," I continued, exhaling smoke, "are the most violent offenders in wolf society. And the best part? The

"But only about twenty are on duty at any given time. The others are off site or sleeping. The service tunnel is monitored but not heavily. Two cameras and a keypad lock." "What about the wolves being held there," I asked. "Are they going to be a problem." "Most of them are too weak or traumatized to fight," Jax said. "The Broker keeps them sedated and malnourished. But there are a few that he uses as guards. Wolves he's broken and trained to follow his orders." "So we could be fighting our own kind," Ryder said. "Looks like it," Jax agreed. "Fake Elena says they're dangerous. They've been conditioned to kill anyone who tries to escape or interfere with the Broker's operations."

Barrett tugs at her, but I grab her wrist, holding her in place. “You can’t take her back, Barrett.” I raise my head. “And you’ll stop me?” Barrett’s protests, staring me down dismissively. “If I have to.” I fire back confidently. Suddenly, a grey wolf emerges behind Barrett, then two more from behind me. I eye the wolves behind me and return my gaze to Barrett. “This is your challenge?” I muse, a smug grin on my lips. I hear rustlings behind me and turn to see three wolves join the first two, then I face Barrett again to see two wolves beside the grey wolf. All their fangs are bare in wild snarls, and Barrett's proud smile mirrors his assurance of victory.

“It is fine. I want to know everything that’s going on at home.” “Are you sure?” “Yes.” “Ok, then. I continued, ensuring to leave out any information that sounded triggering. I continued describing the line of events that had happened while he was in a coma. “The guards are still trying to clear up the dead bodies, and incinerate all as fast as possible. We insisted that our wolves wait until the lands are cleared, but they got tired of staying in foreigners land and decided to return home despite the mess. Many of them have even volunteered to assist the guards so the work will go faster.”

I answer him making him chuckle. "We are a little bit more complicated, when a wolf is born his soul is cut in half one in his body and the second in a submissive body, we complete each other. We never die, but if you hurt our mate, or if our submissive mate dies, we would as well," he says. "Wolves are loyal?" I ask him, I knew that vampires aren't, my whole existence is a big clue. "We are, we would never cheat on our mate," he says which made me think.