Beastars Wolves Novels & Stories

The noontime that suddenly turns to the night from the millions of pairs of wings from the creatures slowly weakens the will of many rebels. As if that wasn’t enough, the sound of wolves howling reverberated from afar along with the roaring voice of many dangerous beasts and predators. In front of the camp, there are thousands of beasts such as bears, tigers, lions, alligators, and many more that are gathered from the command of their one and only master.

She whined in a way that suggested she knew I’d been punished and hated herself for being powerless to help. “Don’t think like that, Beki.” I wrapped an arm around her back. Healer Iaso got us all to form two lines, with the women at one side of the room and their wolves at the other. I stood on the far end with Beki waiting opposite. Larissa, the brown-haired one, was at my side, with a Mexican wolf next to mine whose coat reminded me of an Alsatian. They were evenly matched in terms of beauty, as were the other wolves. Marianna’s was sleek and black with startling amber eyes. The redhead’s was a red wolf that looked more like a fox.

It gives him a few seconds before the hounds decide attacking is their best move. They might have gained some newfound intelligence, but Beast is smart and has had years of practice. Our eyes carry bloodlust, our bodies made for killing. Beast's claws rake a wide path across one throat and chest. It's not a killing blow, but the hound lists to the side and the other jumps around him. It's almost like he's protecting the hurt creature. Beast lets out a growl that rumbles clear to our feet and charges head-on. We clash and the hound goes to the ground with Beast on top. We grab his neck within our crushing jaws and crunch bone. The other hound lands on top of us, his snapping jaws taking a bit

Dante Russo's beast appeared. He emerged from the forest thicket like a giant shadow, his body distorted and grotesque, his eyes bloodshot, his fury palpable. He lunged at us with terrifying speed, his aim clear: to destroy everything in his path. The Middle Eastern wolves, though under my control, faltered before the magnitude of its ferocity, some even trying to flee. Alessandro reacted instantly, pushing me behind him, his body transforming. Luca and Nicola prepared for combat, their weapons at the ready. Dante's beast attacked mercilessly, its claws tearing the air, its fangs searching for flesh.

If before we were in the safest room of all, now my parents and I were surrounded by almost demonic wolves, whose distorted growls sounded almost like screams. “Stay behind me, Holly!” my mother said, and a second later, the two wolves that were about to attack my father slammed into the air, as if an invisible wall had formed between us. “Fuck!” Alfred and Louis rushed toward us, their swords drawn, but my heart clenched when I saw them brandish their blades against those wolves. Not only because those were warriors close to my parents, their own friends transformed into those monsters. But also because the wounds didn't seem to make any difference. Even bleeding, the wolves didn't stop att

I laugh questioning her further. “I’m half-wolf, half-witch. I read people’s auras. My mom taught me how.” Celeste, the redhead that has been grilling me states matter of factly with pride beaming from her. A mutt is what I call them, half-breeds and mixed-bred wolves. She wasn’t a very strong wolf because of her intermixed bloodline, but she was at least nice. I brushed her comment off as a compliment attempting to flirt or get in my good graces since she was hanging all over my beta.

Lyall was calling. When he answered, Lyall was going berserk on the other end, his voice was cracking up, the signal still wasn’t good, but Remus heard enough “Hybrid– –inside, infiltrated– –the beast –inside, –V Tower…” In that instant, Remus’ vision tunnelled. He never feared death. The day he became a wolf, he was ready for it. But tonight he was terrified– for beside him stood Eden, pale-faced, not understanding what was happening but she was sharp enough to know something wasn't right. He pushed her back and shielded her with his back. Eden held on to his arm, “What’s going on?” she whimpered, “What did Lyall mean?”

he shouts as he turns back to us and a crazy smile pulls across his face. "What," Dom snarls as an alarm begins to blare. Metal shutters begin to slam closed over windows and doors in every direction. Beeping begins to omit from the wall around the city. "CITIZENS OF PLECK. BEASTS HAVE RETURNED TO THE CITY CLAIMING ON OF US IS MATED TO THEM. STAY INSIDE YOUR HOMES. WE WILL NOT ALLOW THEM TO BULLY US, " a voice says over the loud speakers rigged on the lamp posts all over the smaller city.

A mated pair holding hands sells together for 6 million and I wonder if that is better or worse than being sold alone. Then it is my turn. The stage lights blind me immediately, hot and white buty erasing everything beyond them into darkness. My heart pounds so loud I think the audience must hear it but I walk to the center mark like Sandra instructed and stop with my hands at my sides. "Lot 23," the auctioneer's voice booms. "Beatrice of Crescent Moon Pack, age twenty-six, current Luna with three years proven pack management experience. This is a clean voluntary transfer with no legal complications."

"Logan gives you fertility drugs, gets you pregnant. Meanwhile, Ethan, without my knowledge, gets me pregnant through pheromones." "And then?" "And then we 'escape' according to 'our plan'," I sneered. "But in reality, every step we took was anticipated by them." Sarah's hands began to tremble. "You're saying our escape itself was part of their plan?" "Very likely," I nodded. "Two pregnant females, running off with Alpha pups. That's a huge crime in wolf law, enough to kick up a massive political storm." Sarah seemed to understand something. "A political storm..." "Exactly." I looked at her. "Sarah, what's your family's status in the wolf packs?"