Novel & Cerita Best Werewolf

Brown fur glossed in the glow, matted with dirt and old blood; gold eyes fixed on them with a terrible focus, head low, nostrils testing heat and fear. Tom lurched up, wobbling on the bad leg, snatched the silver steak knife from his tray. “Leslie—behind me.” “Don’t be stupid,” she hissed, backing anyway. The werewolf crept forward, shoulders rolling, breath fogging in the cold. Tom threw. The knife flew clean and buried to the hilt in the creature’s right hip. It screamed—rage and pain braided—staggered back, clawing at the silver, then whirled and limped into the tent maze, swallowed by canvas and shadow.

I stopped his culture lesson impatiently. Werewolf’s power was granted by the moon. They were the strongest on the full moon in a month, and even stronger on the red full moon in a whole year. The Red Full Moon was not a special thing just for his pack, but for wolves everywhere. Except I guess, being the most powerful pack in the kingdom, their feast would be more grand. I never knew how much I hated the superiority in his tone when he talked to me like I was some wide-eyed redneck.

“Were you actually enjoying my story?” “Of course, you’re an amazing storyteller. That was absolutely riveting,” Carter said. “The Alphas, the other packs. Regular werewolves who do their bidding. What else? Why is Balfour called a Beta?” Eric settled back. “Well, regular wolves make up most of the pack. But Betas are the best of them. Balfour is the best, strongest and wisest Beta any pack has ever seen, honestly. He’s been with the Cross family for decades, since before the great war.” He said with admiration. “And then there’s omegas.”

For now, she’d have to be the werewolf’s assistant. The End!

Because she was the only one who could prevent my elder son from killing my younger son. "Five Million!!", Now it's my turn to be surprised. When I would be lying if I say that I was just surprised in fact, I was shocked as well. I saw my son glaring at me and then his eyes zeroed on his wife. If looks could kill then the person who brought that bitch to this state would have been dead by now. "Five Million!! Oooh! This's too much. This's the highest bid amount for any werewolf which we had sold in the history.", The bidder said. "Five Million one, Five Million two...and sold."

Clara pointed out. "Course he is, the Alpha that bit him probably did it as a last resort that's why he isn't sired to him, Jason's a lone wolf" Joseph calmed down and got another beer. "A lone wolf? You didn't teach me about those, you said Werewolves always travel in packs" Clara said confused. "They're very rare! Very rare, lone wolves are a type of Werewolf bound by no one, they have complete freedom and complete control, not to mention their strength it rivals some alphas" Joseph explained.

I asked. “You’re not just rare, Danni. You’re the kind of power that resets the board. Wolves will follow you. Enemies will hunt you. And the laws that protect everyone else? They don’t fully apply to you. You’re not part of the system… You’re what breaks it, if you choose too.” Joel explained. “White wolves are the first. They are the pure, they are not restricted to the things we are. Regardless of rank.” Luka added. “Rank?” I asked

I thought the Alpha is the most powerful and is the strongest werewolf in the pack. Someone knocks on the door, but I pay no attention to opening it. It’s probably Valerie trying not to startle me. “Who is it?” I shout while checking the names of the previous Alphas and Betas if the families of the Alpha and Beta positions had an alteration over the years. I'm not really sure about werewolf packs, but if it’s similar to world history then invasions from other packs could mean that someone is trying to overpower our pack and getting us to submit to them.

But they realised it wasn’t enough—so they tried to take the next strong candidate, Berardo. ‘What about you?’ I frowned in disapproval. And Rum was taken aback. ‘What about me?’ ‘You’re as good an Alpha as Berardo, I’m sure.’ The superstar werewolf sniggered. ‘I’m so-so compared to Berardo.’ I don’t like this one bit. I’m pretty sure that Rum’s as good as Berardo; he’s more agile in his reflexes as compared to Magnus, knows as much as Ellis does, more perceptive than Elena and stronger than Blake.

Caroline put her foot ahead then her mind said, " Hey! What are you doing? How can you believe in a stranger and that also in a guy." She again put her leg back. "Why are you thinking so much? Just get inside before he changes his mind to give you lift and leave you here alone. You're already a werewolf, brave daughter of a strong alpha of a pack." Her heart persuaded her. "So what if you're a werewolf? Nowadays, humans are more monsters than werewolves. " her mind warned her. "Oie.. Caroline flustered and uttered, " both of you stop fighting." She said so loudly that he got confused too and muttered to himself, " Both? " and he looked around out of the car from the window, " who's the other