Romans & histoires White Fox Man

She literally ran as quickly as possible out of the alley, Nicole had tried her best to be cool and she definitely did a good job acting but deep down she was so scared. The past few months of her research was all a lie and she was just finding out that the man she had been trying to go after for the past few months was actually a werewolf, that really got her much more confused than ever. So what in the world was her father actually doing with a werewolf? She thought to her self.

He look around as if surveying to see if we were more. My feet remain fixed on the ground, my body tensed as two more figures emerge behind the tall man. “What do you think they want?” I ask, communicating soulfully with Talia “They’ve probably heard too. Phoenix.” Talia says and I agree. “Well, we've heard rumors that there’s a golden wolf in these parts of the forest.” The man continued. “And a creature like that will be useful to us. It will fetch us a hefty price.” Hunters. These are hunters. I instantly thought to myself.

’ the man’s voice was not more than a whisper. ‘He was moving fast, like one moment he was here and in the blink of an eye he would be on the other corner of the room, and he doesn’t run, he spins’ Cecilia answered to him. They were all strongly trying to deny and not accept the fact about South Hills Pack but as they were connecting the dots, it was forcing them to accept no matter how sour and cruel it looked to them. ‘Lilith is White Wolf, and she is also Alpha, and calling her Alpha was the boy who has ability to spin and move fast, something we ordinary wolf do not have’ man murmured, witches exchanged glances with each other. They got scared watching how his face twisted.

Whiskey. Present Day. I stared gobsmacked at the strange creature. I needed to know more. I need to study him, learn, and find out where he got his power. Once I have the answers I need, then I will act. I watched the man closely, day and night, for over a week. He was a creature of habit, doing the same thing each day. He would wake early with the sun, then he’d change into a large silver wolf. Which only leads me to believe my original theory. He is the same as me, an abomination, a created tool of death. After he hunts through the forest for food, he returns to his rock. Once there, he spends the rest of the day in the same meditative state. The black whisps twirled around his fingers bef

I will live in your head, but I am unnamed by the Moon Goddess and will do nothing to please her. 'That is unfair to Carson and his wolf. Why would you be cruel to Carson?' 'You love him!' My wolf exclaimed with disgust. 'I don't know if I love him. He is a good guy and he doesn't deserve your cruelty.' My wolf didn't respond. I stood up and stretched. I started jogging again. I hadn't gone far when I heard voices, I couldn't make out what they were saying. I heard laughter. I kept running. I wasn't sure where the voices were coming from. I assumed it was some Warriors or other pack members out using the trails. I rounded a curve and saw a small group of men maybe 15 yards ahead of me. I did

The man shrieked in pain and tried to fight them off, but they just kept biting harder. Charlie, please get here, Lia prayed silently. No sooner had the words echoed in her head than a man came running up the sidewalk like his ass was on fire. "Holy shit," he swore as he saw the two wolves. "Help me," the man screamed. "Get these beasts off of me. I'm bleeding."

I don't know who is doing this, but I will find out and I will stop them. With a final pull of energy, I stumble back as the man crumples down the outside of the car. The wolf breaking in through the back is senseless, his eyes closed, his body twitching as his mouth continues to foam at the mouth. Reaching down, I push his body back through the window and use my hands to perform the same healing touch I just completed on the other man. His fur quickly retreats this time, "You can let go of his mind now, Bash. He's not a bad wolf. He's just a sick human and he needs our help. They all do."

The White Fox was swift. Although it was larger than both Mane and the Slender Cat, its movement speed wasn’t at all inferior to Mane’s. Once it had made up its mind to attack and moved, it didn’t take it even a second to reach Mane. Her eyes gleamed coldly as the armor around her paws shifted slightly and coated her powerful claws, sharpening them even further. Once her preparations were completed, she slapped her paw towards Mane with a mighty strike.

She shook her head as she replied, “You won’t believe me. No one ever listens.” “Try us.” Tears filled her eyes as she said, “He’s not human.” The officers exchanged glances. One wrote in his notepad while the other leaned forward carefully. “Are you talking about the man chasing you? What do you mean he’s not human?” Her voice cracked with tension as she said, “He’s a fox. He wears a man’s skin but he’s really a fox. His eyes…” She clutched her chest. “He loves me like I’m trapped in a cage. And I can’t…”