A Deadly Wandering Novels & Stories

I ask Vee as I allow her to pull me to my feet, but before she can answer, Levi’s tucking his phone away and rising from his chair, cupping his hands around his mouth to call out to everyone around the bonfire pit. “Party’s over, guys! There’s a possible rogue nearby and the squad’s on their way!” “What?!” I squeak, grabbing onto Vienna’s arm and squeezing as fear prickles up my spine. Rogues are packless wolf shifters that have gone feral, and they’re both dangerous and unpredictable. If there’s one close by, then we need to get the hell out of here. She nods in confirmation, taking my hand and pulling me away from the fire. “Like I said, girl, we’ve gotta go.”

“But the Teshkan warriors we intercepted said they counted another sixty moving north east toward Navvan.” A hundred and sixty rogues. Impossible. I look at Andrew and find him looking right at me, listening just as keenly to the conversation outside the door. ‘This is bad,’ he says into my mind. ‘This is war,’ I reply gravely. Ryatt warned me about rogues in the Deadlands. Even if someone turns into a rogue in Moonrise, or the Roguelands, or even as far east as Tarsian, they come here for whatever reason. Something about this place draws them in.

Chapter 51: Wandering Luna POV: Ariana The borderlands were no place for the faint of heart. They stretched beyond the safety of pack borders, beyond the watchful eyes of humans who traded loyalty for gold. Dust rose like smoke from the dry earth, tangled with the scent of rain-soaked soil, carrion, and wild musk. Wolves moved in the shadows, cautious, wary of humans and rogue packs that stalked them. I walked among them unseen, a ghost in the wind, a whisper in the night.

I shall encounter you within the interior space. She vanished into the hall while an unusual weight began to fill my chest. She was happy. She was marrying the man she loved. And yet… Is this wedding destined to endure? A whisper in the wind The thought slithered through my mind like a whisper in the wind. The beginning of this marriage faced instability due to a scandalous tape leak which revealed a famous billionaire CEO involved with a married woman. Is it possible for entities founded on secrecy and controversy to endure through time? I bit the inside of my cheek forcing the thoughts away.

He grabbed me by my hair and smashed me into the ground. "Because I want to kill you! If you hadn't helped me, I could've hidden my dirty past! Now, everyone knows I lived years of my life in the dumps! I'd rather starve to death than let anyone find out about my past! They're all looking down on me, and it's your fault!" The years of living as a vagrant had twisted his heart into something dark and evil.

On the day of our wedding, my fiance's best friend, Penny Lynd, showed me a video, smiling as she said, "Hey, Lydia. I've already educated Aron for you. He's now a real stud, so enjoy!" I felt my breath leaving my lungs as they made love in the video, while Aron Quaker laughed, clapping her shoulder. "Where did you get that AI video? I only took your clothes off that one time." While he was laughing without a care, I felt like I'd just fallen into an abyss. Seeing me lose my cool, Penny laughed out loud too. "There! I knew it would upset Lydia! She's so dumb that she can't even tell that it's an AI video—and a bet's a bet! Starting today, we will be married for three days." It was only t

He changed his face, became more serious, and even began to look somehow older and more dangerous. “I admit, I eat a lot,” the guy looked carefully at the girl, watching her reaction, “because I’m a werewolf, if you haven’t realized yet.” At his statement, Anika let out a pitiful groan and rolled her eyes towards the ceiling, almost dropping the mop. Despite all the previous fun, fear instantly shackled the mind, and everything was confused in my head. It looks like the guy was saying this in all seriousness. And, given everything that was happening, there was no other explanation. And after this statement, she decided what alarmed her about him. The way he looked was reminiscent of a predat

He smirks at my screams and drags me over the pack border. "Welcome to Westwood pack, sweetheart. We're your worst nightmare." the man whispers in my ear. My breathing stills. Westwood pack, the deadliest and most dangerous of them all.

“Today, you’ll be running for your lives.” “What do you mean by that?” Zara asked, her tone skeptical. Darius’s smirk returned. “In this forest, there’s something hunting you—a dark figure that mimics your every move. It’s fast, and it gets faster with every mistake you make.” A chill ran down my spine. Esmeralda shifted uncomfortably beside me, her earlier confidence fading. Darius continued, his eyes gleaming with excitement. “You have to outrun it. If it catches you, let’s just say... it won’t be pretty. The shadow can cause serious physical damage—broken bones, deep gashes... Death. You get the idea.”

A dead weight. Then he secretly carried me into the Darkland Forest - the territory where rogue wolves gathered. At least five adult werewolves went missing there every month. When I woke up, dozens of glowing eyes stared at me in the darkness. The silver poison made my limbs weak. I didn't even have the strength to stand. The lead rogue wolf bared his teeth and approached, drool dripping onto my body.