Wrath Subaru Novels & Stories

I glance at Clayton, he just shrugs his shoulders. Twenty minutes later we are ready to shift and continue, the older female wolf is little and lean just like her but it’s fit. Its warm mahogany coloured fur shines in the high morning sunshine, as soon as I shift it comes and submits to me showing me its neck. My wolf squares her shoulders in pride, I feel our mate step up behind us giving us our moment.

She’s willing to do anything and everything to help ensure her’s, our pup’s, and Maddie’s safety for the future. During our down time, I’ve been teaching Rose how to drive. She’s a natural at it. She’s now driven SUVs, sedans, Marshall’s supped up Charger, the dune buggies on pack land, and even my Ferrari. She really took to the shifting and racing aspects of the Charger, donuts, drifting and all those racing maneuvers she said were really easy. Simple physics and math; I’ll take her word on that since she does that shit in her head. I’ve already picked out the perfect vehicle for her to drive. It’s a 4-door, rally electric blue Subaru WRX STI. It’ll appeal to her aptitude of sport driving

Kent, an Alpha, probably tired and under pressure of taking care of his clans. He probably doesn’t get to enjoy the simpler things in life like the sunsets. So this was why my sister Marianna was sauntering around in her room in an orange dress which reflected back golden light when she moved, because Marianna was right, I always knew what these werewolves liked. The dress was perfect. Marianna looked perfect. Kent won’t know what hit him. “Mother,” I lazily called. When she didn’t answer I yelled, “Mother, get your butt up here now!”

"Leomund! Have you lost your mind?" I ignored her and swung harder. I swung a total of three times. Suddenly, a slick-haired man rushed over and grabbed my arm tightly, his voice trembling. "Stop! Stop smashing it! Come on, man! Do you know how expensive this car is? If you break it, can you even afford to pay for it?" It was Shanon's influencer boyfriend, Tobias Hunt. My eyes were bloodshot. I grabbed his collar and growled through clenched teeth, "If anything happens to my daughter, you won't be able to pay for it either."

When we walked into Sebastian’s garage, I was shocked to see a Black Mercedes – Benz GLS and a Royal Blue Dodge Charger, along with a Royal Blue Harley. I smiled, “That is a sweet motorcycle. I just have one question.” He asked, “What would that be?” I gave him my best puppy eyes and asked, “Can I drive the Charger?” He laughed, “Can you drive a standard transmission?” I nodded, “Yes I can.” He smiled, “I will get the keys for you. Actually, it has a push button start, but you have to have the key fob close.” He walked into the house and handed the key fob to me. He smiled, “Just put it in the ash tray. We can take it in our house when we get home.” I smiled, “You love saying ‘our house’ jus

’’ Riley says in a calming voice trying to keep Dee focused. ‘Only my family calls me Dee, you do not get to call me that!’ Dee proclaims focusing her stare on Riley. ‘Sorry’ Riley says softly ‘Amadee, you want to tell us what happened don’t you? You should at least be comfortable while you do that’ she replies, looking to Stewart than signaling towards Dee’s cuffed wrists. ‘Sure, why not!’ Stewart huffs as he uncrosses his arms and gets up from his side of the table walking towards Dees. ‘Well, hold them out’ he says demandingly with the key in his hand.

It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrong. Wrath… it makes me do a lot of things. I thought I was betrayed by the only woman that I loved and the only thing that can help me to live my life is to resort in wrath. I let myself to be consumed, in wrath so I can have a will to live my life but the same wrath makes me do things that I regret, do things that is unacceptable. Looking at her right now, tears formed in my eyes. It wasn’t tears of wrath or agony but tears of joy while watching the love of my life walking down the aisle. Clearly smiling behind the veil that slightly covers her face. Her gown is beautiful but the one wearing it is bey

"Genes, I guess." Zephyr crouched in front of me. "It's said one of our great-grandfathers, maybe the very first of the bloodline, stood at ten, maybe eleven feet." "That's…" I trailed off, stunned. He gave a small, almost proud smile. "Yeah, I know. We Wraths are larger in our true forms. It's part of what makes us respected in the Wolf community. We're kind of special." "So, if you…" I swallowed, hating the thought, "... if you give me the bite and I survive, will I be as huge as you?"

he pointed at the car beside them and handed her the keys. Staring at the Subaru WRX STI Cassandra's eye stung, she wasn't a fan of fast cars and the car looked ugly to her. Blinking away her tears and smiling she said, "it's, it's fine, I will thank Mr. Storm when I see him again."

he bellowed, a twisted smirk adorning his face. Aurora's eyebrows shot up in fear as she locked her gaze with Jericho's piercing eyes. The realization of the impending torture sent shivers down her spine, knowing the deep hatred the two brothers held towards her. Despite her training to remain unyielding, Jericho had managed to break through her defenses. She could only imagine the excruciating pain that awaited her at the hands of the king, now that she had learned her death had been postponed.