Unknownwolf Stories

The air is damp and humid. The blue sky is stained bright colors, rose pink, summer orange, blood red. Night is approaching, a dark cloak silently consuming the land. The pale moon is a shining contrast in the darkening sky, so plain, yet so elegant. When night falls, I am with my pack again. I am loved, all of the troubles of my human life forgotten. My slim human form gives way, revealing a lithe black wolf, with green eyes. I streak through the forest, invisible except for my green eyes. Our howls echo through the air, each voice and note special, intertwining in the air, dancing above the lands, a well-strung tribute to the pale moon. Far from danger, under the light of the full moon, we are free. We are wild. We are wolves.

We all have those moments in life when we wish we had control of everything. Including ourselves. More often than not we get lost and caught up in trying to be in control that we miss the best things in life. There is no rewind button in life so live recklessly, carelessly, and with no regrets. Braeden Chaussuer is in her mind average but in other she's an extremist, beautifully reckless. - I don't write about the Luna and mate stuff so if your looking for that kinda wolf book you won't find it here. Anywhore this story does contain sex,bad language, possibly drugs and alcohol.