A Deadly Wandering Novels & Stories

she murmured. “I’m not going to sit here and profess to be a fucking angel, but I’ve never hurt a woman or a child. More than I can say for half the fucking guys who come here. Maybe I have a twisted definition of worse, but I’d say those things constitute a fucking warning.” Scraping his fingers across his shaven scalp, he let out a sharp exhale. “On the list of dangerous people here, I can name at least fifty who are more psychotic than I am.” “I’m not standing here alone with any of them though, am I?”

She lay there until she was sure that the person was gone. Immediately she noticed that he was outta sight, she came out from the bed with cautious steps and went outside to peep, to see what was going on. Lots of dead bodies lay on the floor, people were murdered in cold blood that brought shivers down her spine. She couldn't believe that Beta Derek was so wicked that he didn't care about shedding innocent people's blood just for the throne. I couldn't believe how much my father trusted and respected him and yet he turned out to be our worst nightmare.

She realized her mistake when Wade huffed his amusement next to her again and everyone else seemed to cough for some reason. Elder Daniels chuckled. “Luna Gemma, a rogue is purely a wolf that has no loyalties to a single pack; they choose to roam outside the boundaries of pack life to the point where they lose their humanity and go feral, which is why they get put down on sight. But from appearances, you have somehow managed to tame a feral.”

But I'm not giving up. "Headmaster Stroud told me that I shouldn't leave." I tuck my hands deep into my coat's pockets as the wind picks up. "He said it's dangerous out there. Can you tell me what that means?" Alec turns and looks out at the forest. "The woods are the most immediate danger. There are things in there that you don't want to run into alone." A shiver slides through me. "Like wolves?" His gaze, hard and quick, cuts to me. "Wolves are the least of your concern. You should be more concerned about Silver Hunters."

He looked at me, "The boys can have their fun with her." Jerk laughed, "Yeah, I bet she'll be a lot of fun. I want to go first." I felt tears on my cheek. I did not want to know what kind of fun they were thinking about. Another rogue ran into the room. "We've got trouble. Moonless Night Warriors are on the main road. The pack must have noticed she's missing." Jerk and Twit looked at each other. "It hasn't even been a day. Usually it takes a couple of days before a pack mounts a search." Twit said.

Warfare and anger have a way of spreading like wildfire. Cage watches them, smirking with amusement, and while I would normally enjoy the show, tonight I feel unease curling over my spine. My muscles stiffen at what's coming, and it has nothing to do with the Cursed girl, but where we're going. The Woods of Evil are synonymous with death. No one goes in and walks back out unscathed... and that's if they survive. One tale talks of a dozen Alphas wandering inside and only one of them making it out, barely clinging to life. He spoke of the others left behind as nothing more than piles of ash left by an unseen assailant.

"Wasn't she still alive and kicking two days ago? How could she die all of a sudden?" "The witch in the pack has examined the blood Ava spat out. It was laced with wolfsbane. She was poisoned to death," Alice said coldly. Then, she shoved her phone under Lucas' nose. "The surveillance cameras caught members of the rogue pack going in and out of your house. "It doesn't seem like they were here for the first time. Lucas, you're an Alpha. Why would you have rogue werewolves lurking near your house?" Lucas was in disbelief. "That's impossible! Ava never told me! If she'd told me, I would definitely have sent someone to protect them…"

Adrian reminded Saga of that time, while his wife was just arms crossed and glared at her son. “Look, Pa,” Saga tries to persuade him. “Papa and Mama lately are always worried if a vampire gets hurt or disappears even though you don't even know him. I know that this is due to the Cursed who fled from the Lorentz Papua Security Room, a situation that will surely make all immortals like us worried. And, Pa, Mr. Aryadi is also part of our world! See how their home was like and how they mysteriously disappeared! Shouldn't we help? Or at least find out?”

Maybe because I was so hopeful that he would wake up too eventually, I couldn’t accept what happened the following week. "Her body kept falling. Even the machine can't hold her anymore. I'm sorry for your loss ..." I couldn't move. I couldn't cry. I never heard anything else the doctor said because I seemed deaf. My vision darkened and I felt the body collapse. When I woke up, I thought it was only a bad dream. I hoped it was a dream. But I never thought that when I woke up, another tragic news would meet me. "She ... She, Drey ... she's gone ..." Kirk said as tears flowed.

She cradled her handbag as she went. Steam seeped into the air from a nearby sewer grate. The side of the hospice barrier was covered in a lattice of graffiti, phalluses, smiley faces, names, and words that made no sense to Wanda on any level. She stopped to catch her breath, one of her strong hands against the wall. Through her fingers she read a small vignette: Time to go, no time to grieve. If it doesn’t end now we’ll never leave.