Wolves Notes Novels & Stories

It felt calm and peaceful. Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound behind the trees and grass. Leah's instincts were strong. She felt that someone was watching her. She thought it was Paul. When she turned around, she was surprised to see a pack of wolves surrounding her. "Who are you?" one of the wolves asked. Leah was astonished to hear that the wolves could speak like humans. They approached Leah and scared her. "Don't come any closer, I don't want to hurt any of you," Leah warned.

"You're beautiful, you know." He raced to strip and change after she poked his leg. She remained close to him while observing the other wolves. Trying to figure out who they were all? She'd eventually identify the entire pack, but she couldn't recognize who they were unless she could smell them. As they trotted to his house, a couple of kilometers distant, he massaged her muzzle with his cheek. Even so, she appeared suspicious, the way she drew her ears back and pressed her body against his to retain her bearing as they went, while she continued gazing about at the other wolves. He hoped he could question her about what was wrong. In an attempt to soothe her down, he turned his head and lick

Yes, Korotkov felt no better, but he no longer pushed Pasha away from him. Now only the Dryad and Kisa have returned. Only I would never have thought that the search in their forest could take so long. After all, their forest was audible rocks ... The girls did not go into the details of their journey, but apparently they also had "uninvited" guests, like we have in the north. Why then white wolves attacked a flock of snow leopards is still not clear. And where these wolves came from is also not known. Maybe Marun already knew something, but I don't talk to him, and Pasha didn't mention anything about it.

His wolf couldn't resist the touches of their Alphas. Drift ran his tongue between the grooves of Phoenix's stomach muscles. His hands were running up and down the outside of his thighs. He pulled them in and pushed at the back of his knees, raising his legs up and out. He brought his mouth to his balls and sucked both of them in. It felt incredible as he sucked and used his lips to pull them gently from the body. Phoenix felt his tail wiggling about in excitement. Thrift moved away from his chest to go join Drift and he couldn't resist using his tongue once Drift moved away to give him a full view of Phoenix's hole. Thrift used his extra-long wolf's tongue to begin licking around his hole.

Love ricocheted around my ribs, knocking into every denial I’d neatly stacked. I coughed. “Can we circle back to the part where I didn’t sign up for a whole wolf king? Or a bond. Or… pups.” The last word strangled. She tried not to smile and failed. “Then take this in steps.” She steepled her fingers. “Wolves understand three languages best—truth, touch, and timing. Speak plainly. Touch with consent. Choose your moments. Do that, and you’ll never be prey in this den.” “Truth, touch, timing,” I echoed, filing it next to Jarek’s knock pattern and the Hold word. “And the… pups?”

Their keen senses heightened, and their minds sharp, they made for the door, ready to pursue the spy who dared to invade their sanctuary. Violet, though anxious and burdened by her condition, nodded her encouragement, knowing the necessity of their mission. She watched as the two wolves, majestic and fierce, bounded into the night, guided by moonlight and instinct, leaving behind the safety of the cabin to face a world filled with secrets, dangers, and a relentless enemy.

With Ben sleeping in her arms, Celine joined me on the dance floor, and we danced under the moonlight, sealing our union in the presence of the pack. “He played so much he couldn’t make it to the end of the party.” I pulled them both toward a log where we sat, taking our pup onto my lap to give her a rest. “Do you think he’ll remember any of this?” Her eyes shone with expectation. “Wolves’ memories are different from humans’. No matter the age, things of this magnitude always remain recorded in our souls.” Celine nodded, smoothing the little one’s clothes, which were now completely covered in dirt.

Josh snickers out and I can’t help but smile. “Yes, it most certainly is. There are twenty-four ranks for wolves: Alpha, Beta, Gamma, Delta, Epsilon, Zeta, Eta, Theta, Iota, Kappa, Lambda, Mu, Nu, Xi, Omicron, Pi, Rho, Sigma, Tau, Upsilon, Phi, Chi, Psi and Omega.

Then he looked at the alien soup, and his grin vanished. "Can wolves read people's minds?" He inquired as she cocked her head to one side, as Creed does and as she has seen Cole do as well. "What? No! Certainly not!" She said it with a grin on her face. "How did you come to that conclusion?" She questioned. "Well," he smirked, his brows furrowed. "'Because wolves are good at picking up scents and are sensitive to sound, they could also see well in the dark.' I was curious if there were any other distinguishing characteristics I should be aware of," he shrugged.