Behind The Trees Werewolf Novel Novels & Stories

I then carefully make my way out of the circle. I glance back up at Zachariah as I make it out of the circle of beasts. I then turn and run into the trees; it isn’t long before I hear a loud howl followed by a lot of lower howls in return. This makes me run faster, but it doesn’t seem long before I hear a growl, first on one side of me and then from the other, I slide to a stop as I see a large wolf standing with another beast in front of me. The wolf growls and takes a step forward as I take a step back; I continue to step back until I come up flush against what I first thought was a tree. I then feel whatever I am up against vibrate as he says, “Shall we show this human what we do to the o

Enzo was supposed to meet them at another place but we could ambush them beforehand. Time passed quickly. My eyes never leave the mystic tree. Then I suddenly heard the woods creaking, sending echoes in the air. I watched as the tree roots twisted around, opening a route on its base as the leaves flustered along with its fraught turning. I only see this kind of event in movies so seeing one in person was truly beyond my understanding. Well, werewolves are beyond my level of understanding too among other supernatural things. Once the tree stopped spiraling its trunk, I instantly heard and detected presences coming out. In alarm, I tightened my grip on the branch I was holding for support and

My eyes light up with a golden-white glow as I call out, "You can come out. I know you're there." For a while nothing answers me. No one calls out back, but I know what I heard. I wait, the glow in my eyes only getting brighter with every second that ticks by. Three large werewolves step out from the trees, their jaws open menacingly to display sharp teeth and growls rolling lowly from their throats. I stand still, looking each one in the eyes even with the sharp teeth on display a few feet away from me. The large wolves stop and shift smoothly.

I reached for the small knife I kept hidden beneath my clothes. Then something moved behind the trees. I raised the knife. “Who’s there?” No answer. I waited. A branch moved. Then another. I took another step backward. Suddenly, a wolf appeared between the trees. It was large. Much larger than any normal wolf. Its eyes reflected the moonlight. I couldn’t move. The wolf stared at me. For a moment, I thought it was going to attack. Then it turned. It disappeared into the forest. I lowered the knife slowly.

It wasn't a hunter, and it definitely wasn't a human. It was something much larger. I hid behind a thick tree trunk just as a massive grey wolf burst through the trees, panting hard. It ran to a stop, then collapsed right in front of me. My heart was pounding again, but this time from an adrenaline rush. I peeped from behind the trunk. The wolf was bleeding, whimpering softly, trying to move. And then it happened—bones cracked, the air felt lighter, and the wolf shifted. A werewolf…

The full moon hung low and heavy, casting silver light over the forest. The Nightclaw pack moved in silence, fifty wolves strong, their paws barely disturbing the fallen leaves. Clara ran at the front beside Alistair, the golden light pulsing softly beneath her fur. Behind them, Kael ran with Elara and AJ, his silver glow barely contained. The mountains of West Virginia rose before them, dark and foreboding. Remember the plan, Alistair sent through the bond. Destroy the tree first. The witches second. Silas last.

The night wind slowly stirred the forest, and the sound of those neatly shaking leaves was like a sea tide rolling toward me, a beautiful rhythm like a natural music, incomparably abrupt in this quiet night. The sound of the night was so quiet that the trembling of those leaves was incomparably moving, but by the time my perception gradually spread to the western side of the forest, my eyes widened at that moment. "It's werewolves, on the west side of the forest, there are some werewolves that are slowly advancing!" "How can there be werewolves at this time of the day...could it be ......" Livia came to my side after jumping down the tree, and we both looked at each other and were able to se

So stop teasing me. Probably because I knew that this was really just a novel, my desire to continue reading became less strong. In order to be able to go to bed before two in the morning, I put my diary back in my bag, then hurriedly made the rest of the charts and flew back to my bedroom. Upon entering, I saw that Zephyrine was lying on her bed, scrunched up in a ball with her back to the door, as if asleep. I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then gingerly climbed onto the bed and lay down facing the door. But just as I closed my eyes, there was a sudden heat in my spine, and my body was held tightly in my arms, while Zephyrine's slightly husky voice came from my ears, "Orion, y

I cannot risk getting caught right now. I run non-stop until I can no longer see the castle behind me. I am surrounded by nothing but the deep woods now but before I can smile at my success, I freeze on my heels and gasp as a big brown werewolf behind one of the trees and position himself before me. He howls lowly and angrily as his eyes feasts on me.