A Howl For Help Novels & Stories

He simply stepped back to the perimeter of the pit, crossing his arms over his broad chest, his piercing silver eyes tracking my every movement like an apex predator evaluating a test subject. Across the Colosseum, partially obscured by the flickering torchlight, Denzel Darkmoor leaned silently against a stone pillar. His dark eyes were fixed entirely on me, his hands buried deep in his coat pockets where my mother's silver locket rested. I was completely on my own. "Begin!" Hawthorne shouted, bringing his arm down in a sharp, swift arc. Before the professor’s hand even hit his side, Susan moved. She didn't hesitate or test my range; she charged with terrifying shifter speed, a blur of motio

Once he is out the door, I sink down the edge of the banister and hope he comes back soon. I close my eyes trying to listen for what is happening outside. I whimper hearing Hanzo howling forcing me to fight Reika’s urge to run to his aid. ‘We need to go help him, howling is how we call for help,’ Reika begs, I pace the length loft’s banister trying to fight shifting. ‘I can’t Reika, I can’t face them,’ I whimper when Reika snarls at me then whines trying to fight her way forward for control.

“You were chosen.” The word landed heavy. “Chosen by who?” Lennox’s gaze lifted to the window. The moonlight silvered his face. “The moon,” he said. “And the bond it recognizes.” Ari shook her head. “That’s not a thing.” Dante stepped closer. “It is. And once it happens, wolves feel it. The pull. The instinct to protect. To claim.” Her pulse spiked. “And if someone claims me?” she asked. Kai’s voice was tight. “Then you stop being just human.”

She felt stronger now that she had spoken to her Savior. Her voice she thought again, so she started to yell. Her lungs were crackling and felt as if they were underwater, but she still yelled as loud as she could. “Help, HELP ME! I’m trapped! Please. Anyone. There’s a hurt wolf, too!” She was out of breath but she kept going. “HELP US! We will DIE WITHOUT HELP!” Just as she thought she could yell no more, she heard a guttural yelp from beneath her, and looked at the wolf. As if he understood, he tilted his head back and started howling. She cried a cry similar to when she lost her baby. She cried from her soul and let out all her pain. So did the wolf. Neither one knowing if they’d ever see

Aida answered in a low voice but her voice was tinged with anger. "Is there no one here helping you to stop their evil deeds?" I couldn't stop myself from asking. "Who will help us, Helena? Our village is far from the town, so anyone will hesitate to reach out for help," she replied sadly. I sighed deeply. I couldn't stop thinking about Duncan. If only Duncan has control over this area, I'm sure that he will not allow werewolves to do evil in his territory. Even if he is merciless when it comes to punishing people who sin against him, he still does not allow his

Awoo— Awoo— The howls continued one after another, indicating that there were quite a number of them. “Oh, no! We’ve been spotted by a snow wolf pack!” Lewis immediately exclaimed and ordered, “Everyone, draw your weapons. Don’t hesitate. If you see any movement, open fire immediately!”

I couldn’t align the shift with my wolf, not without going into a near death experience. Without thinking twice, I had no idea if anyone was going to hear, I screamed, “HELP! Someone please HELP ME!!!”

I can't quit this job, I need the money, guess I'll have to suck it up. ~Ava Lynn~ ~8:40p.m.~ After finally finishing my homework, I lay on the couch and watch TV for awhile. Just as I started to doze off, I hear a wolf howling. It sounded like it was hurt… hurt and way to close to my house. The animal soft spot in me kicks in and I grab my phone. Just in case something were to happen, I have 911 on dial so I can hit the call button if it attacks me so they have a heads up that I'm getting attacked.

A high pitched scream for help left her mouth. "HELP!"

Choose wisely, child, for the storm begins with you. The cries of the wolves outside intensify. The moon's eerie light fills the forest, and the sky turns an unearthly red. Iris clutches her wrist, shuddering as the mark heats up. "Iris, you don't have to do this alone," said Aiden, taking her arm. Let me assist you. Iris: "I can't get help from you. Nobody can. Aiden: "That isn't accurate! Keep Caleb out of your thoughts. "I don't need to get into her head, Aiden," said Caleb, smiling. For me, the moon is doing it.