Big Wolf Campus 소설 & 이야기

Must be nice to have that kind of freedom. The evening rush started around six. That’s when the wolf students came in, fresh from their afternoon classes or workouts or whatever rich kids did with their free time. You could always tell the wolves from the regular humans. They moved differently. More confident. Like they owned every space they walked into. Because most of them, actually, their families donated the buildings, funded the programs, and sat on the boards. Mooncrest University wasn’t just elite. It was Wolf Elite. A group of them pushed through the door, laughing about something. Three girls, all gorgeous in that effortless way that costs a fortune. Designer workout clothes that p

Not even a little. “Oh, I graduated from Silverpeak Institute of Wolf Studies,” he dropped casually. Grey physically flinched. I sucked in a sharp breath, my lips parting in a quiet gasp as I stared at Ivan. He'd said it like he was commenting on the weather and not admitting to having graduated from the most prestigious school in the wolf world. SIWS. A school so elite it only accepted ten students a year. Only the best of the best ever made it through those doors. “Wow,” I breathed. “That’s… that’s an achievement.”

Looking down, she saw the date at the top: June 16, 1763. ‘I saw the white wolf again. My goats nor dog pay it no heed. Perhaps they know this beast favors the flesh of man. I hear the screams at night and witness the yellow eyes in the trees. My dear Sally was taken two nights ago. The Indians say the wolf is our protector, that the evils of the forest are to blame for the dead. Maxwell says this wolf is of nightmares. He swears to have seen the beast stand on two feet and change into a man before his eyes on a hunt. I am starting to believe him. Footprints lead to wolf prints in the mud and no wolf is seen during the day. It only appears in the light of the moon.’

His wolf howls at her response, recognizing the instinctual pull between them. Riley watches the exchange with fascinated amusement, fully aware that she's witnessing something rare. As a Beta, she can smell the pheromones saturating the air but experiences them like catching a whiff of perfume rather than the full-body assault they inflict on Alphas and Omegas, but she doesn't need enhanced senses to recognize the electric current arcing between her new roommates.

The back two rows were where the jocks sit, and they were almost always called on and rarely got an answer right. Minutes later, the other wolves filed in, the stragglers making it just before the first bell rang. The school was called Wolf High, an elite school for werewolves. It was located in the town just outside three bordering packs on neutral territory, so all the young wolves from those packs went here. It made for a great opportunity to create allies and maintain a balance in the area since we wolves could see the strength each pack possesses. I had a few friends I could rely on at school, but none were in my pack.

This time I flew to Russia to check on how the clan of gray and white wolves is doing. Once upon a time, the latter were quite numerous and more developed than the former, but during a fire twenty years ago, almost half of the population died in a flock of whites, including the alpha and his family. It came as a big shock to everyone. No one really could tell anything about what happened, and how it happened. The official version spoke of an accident with fireworks during the holiday, which caused several houses to catch fire at once. The fire was not extinguished in time. The panic began.

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

Never taking anything serious. Little Nate is the youngest at 14. He’s never been the same since our parents. He was always an inquisitive, bubbly boy but when they died, he shut us out. Rarely talks to many people and spends his days going to school then coming home and playing video games. He has started hearing his wolf though so I’m hoping that when he finally shifts it might help him open up more.