Romans & histoires Wolves Romance Novels

Slowly, I lower my hands from my face and turn around. My breath catches immediately. Standing before me is a massive black wolf with piercing silver eyes. Alpha Maverick’s wolf is enormous. Much larger than any wolf I’ve ever seen before. His dark fur almost blends into the shadows around us, making him look terrifying and beautiful at the same time. Jax lowers himself slightly to the ground, silently inviting me onto his back. My wolf instantly reacts with nervous excitement. Mate. I hesitate briefly before carefully climbing onto his back. The moment my hands sink into his thick fur, warmth spreads through me unexpectedly.

It would be too scandalous. In fact, I'm based entirely on what I read in those romance books, and also on my own experience. If I had a partner I would never accept another woman around him like we are. Never. But I don't know how this kind of situation works among your people. Maybe there is nothing like that. Don't be jealous, I mean. They are so libertine with their pleasure. Maybe the same thing happens in all your relationships. The wolf watches me for a long time and doesn't respond, so I think I should continue.

He gave a single, sharp bark in the wolf’s direction, almost as though confirming my thoughts. I glanced up, my chest tightening, and my breath caught in my throat. The wolf was stirring again, muscles coiling beneath the dark fur like a spring ready to snap. His movements were more violent this time, a twitch of limbs, a flick of his tail, subtle shifts that made the blankets rustle ominously. A low growl rolled from his chest, guttural and strange. It wasn’t a normal sound. Not entirely. Not just a growl. It carried an unfamiliar cadence, an edge of awareness I couldn’t place.

“Lucky guy.” “It wasn’t luck,” I defended them, even my wolf feeling aggravated that someone was trying to drag our alphas through the mud. “Their wolves needed each other, and they bonded.” “Even the---?” “I don’t question their sex life,” I cut her off, standing up straight and facing her, closing the distance between us. “But I know that I’ve never come across a couple that loved each other more than my alphas.” “I see,” she purred--- and then reached up, putting her hand on my chest and pressing her body against mine to the point where her breasts were spilling out of her dress. “So, you ARE still the honorable man I used to know.”

“This isn’t just heat, is it? The bond makes me feel your conflict. You don’t want the political mating either.” Luke rested his forehead against hers, breathing hard. “The packs have been bleeding for years. The truce was my only choice. But now? I’d rather fight another war than let another wolf touch you.” She smirked, stroking his still-hard cock. “Good. Because my heat’s not done. Chase me again, Alpha. I want you to hunt me down and fuck me against the next tree.” Luke’s eyes darkened. He rose, pulling her up and pinning her to the oak once more. Round two started instantly—harder, faster. He lifted her leg high and slammed in, fucking her standing.

Thank you for reading Wolfbane. This now begins book 2 of the series, Wolfblood, which introduces some new characters and also continues Jasmine and Blake's story. Please note that this book is quite a bit darker than the first one, and contains some triggers, but I hope you will enjoy it anyway! Happy reading! *** TALIA

“Or, maybe it’s just because I was born into the werewolf world that it seems easier.” “Do they breed their young girls against their will like the werewolves do?” I asked with a disgusted tone. “Vampires look at sex much differently than the wolves,” she said. “Wolves are similar to humans. They get off on pornography and violent sex acts like…” I grabbed her hand and squeezed it. I knew that she was referring to the night she’d been raped and then disemboweled on film. I didn’t want her to have to relive that by talking about it.

Kenzie hopefully suggested. “Just how would that work?” I asked. “From what I can tell, this mating thing is more for procreation than anything else. The guy would want to sleep with me.” “You’ve slept with men that you haven’t loved before,” she protested. “If Noah is your first true love, then all the others were simply men you liked. I’m sure we can find a werewolf man who you can like at least as much as you’ve liked your past boyfriends. Maybe more. It won’t be such an intolerable situation. I promise.”

Maxwell gave Ryan a kiss on the head before walking out the room with his arm around his mate’s waist. Ryan smiled and continued reading his book. The book was about, the concept of mates and mate bond. It tells how a werewolf is expected to feel when his mate is nearby, how a werewolf can recognize its mate with a very sweet and unique smell, how werewolves go crazy when they’ve been away from their mate so long.