All Chapters of No Place for a Packless Wolf: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Red lunar eclipses have always been a cursed night in supernatural literature. On this night, all the wolves' animal instincts reach their peak becoming wilder, but at the same time, more vulnerable to the interference of black human magic.At Olympus Tower, Vanguard Group's secondary command center, security was increased fivefold. The lenses of laser-armed snipers combed the sky covered in thick black clouds. The cold night air felt unnatural, as if there were millions of ghosts wandering around breathing the streets of Metropolis. In the study with rocket-proof glass walls, Chloe stared straight at the red moon which was starting to be covered by the shadow of the earth from the window. She was still wearing a thin black satin dress, but her aura was very alert."Report, young lady." Arthur entered with quick steps. "Our occult sensor radar detected a highly destructive energy spike from the underground city tunnels leading to Olympus Tower. This is not a normal wolf pattern. The

The night of the Blood Eclipse still evokes horror. Julian's corpse, which had returned to its original form due to the loss of magic in his death, lay lifeless on the ground floor of Olympus Tower. The arrogant man who once thought he was holding onto heaven in Bloodmoon is now just a pile of dirty flesh that history will never remember.On the curved balcony, Chloe blew a thin stream of smoke from the barrel of her mutant shooter tactical pistol. He didn't look down there any longer. The story of his ex-girlfriend's suffering had ended with a price that was very cheap compared to the dignity that was taken away by that stupid bastard. "You guys are slow," said Chloe, turning her head away, glaring at the commander of the Zero-Black Division. "Your bullets are not designed to touch magic, but to kill the host cells. Why waste a thousand bullets when you can target the eyes in the first place?""Forgive our incompetence, my Queen!" The hundreds of elite assassins knelt down in unison

Wiping out two ancient powers on the map of the supernatural continent in less than two months was no ordinary feat. The name Chloe Vanguard resonates like the myth of an unforgiving goddess of death. For thousands of ordinary people and Omegas who have been oppressed for years, Chloe is a revolutionary hero figure. But for the pure-blooded mafia, he is a devil in a prada dress who can at any time cut their necks at the dinner table.That night, the luxury of The Vanguard Suite's penthouse did not feel cooled by the storm that hung over the metropolis. In the main room, which was as large as a manor, a marble fireplace burned warmly, illuminating the giant black silk bed. Chloe had just come out of the shower, water droplets dripping from the tips of her wet black hair onto her marble-white shoulders. Her bathrobe was tied loosely. Before her feet had time to touch the Persian carpet, a pair of muscular arms as hard as steel wrapped around her waist from behind, lifting her lightly l

The Middle Eastern sun beats down mercilessly, casting a golden glow on the endless sea of sand. In the heart of the land of oil, stands Al-Mal'un Palace, the headquarters of the Sand Wolf Alliance whose pillars are made of pure gold and surrounded by an oasis garden of eternal water. Today, the giant palace is filled with thousands of elite guards in light steel armor, long-barreled anti-tank rifles, and giant copper-furred wolves specially trained to shred steel. Prince Zalim Al-Khabith is not playing around. He had set the most expensive trap in the world, not just to claim the conquest of a young queen, but to show off to other continents that the Vanguard no longer had fangs.In the main throne room which was encrusted with diamonds, Zalim sat back relaxed. It is a representation of the transience of wealth; handsome with caramel skin, thin masculine sideburns, and light brown hawk eyes that always looked down on creatures other than the bay wolf dynasty."Prince Zalim," a vizie

There is nothing more disgusting for a tyrant than realizing that his throne is just an illusion. Zalim Al-Khabith, the Prince who previously felt he could buy the world with his oil, is now shaking violently in his own chair."Y-You... you can't possibly have access to the Continent's missile launchers without the approval of the Global Supreme Assembly!" shouted Zalim in a hysterical voice, even though cold sweat was dripping down his caramel temples. "This is a bluff! They won't let one person hold a weapon of mass destruction!"Vanguard is not just rich; The Oswald family is a shadowy entity that stands above human and supernatural laws. Chloe took a deep breath, tired of Zalim's pettiness."Arthur."From his ear communication device, Arthur outside responded. "Yes, my Queen.""Fire the first warning missile. Target: A-9 Empty Refinery in the western hill desert.""On the count of three, Miss."There are no sirens. No drama. But six seconds later, the earth shook so violently that