Bloody Wolves Novels & Stories

Another roar rumbled the Earth but this time it was not what sucked the life out of me. The men in front of my eyes had turned into monsters. Unnatural and terrifying big wolves. Not wolves... these wolves stood up like humans. "Oh, my Lord! Make it a delusion." I mumbled as my wits left me. The monster-cum-Jordan eyes fell on me when I tried to make an attempt at life. He snatched me up by the waist in his claws. "God, let it be a dream! Please!" I took a breath in to shout my heart out as my last ditch effort before death when another scream breached the cruel forest.

I lashed out, scratching down the face of one of the wolves as they tried to move in for my throat, sending them sprawling back into the dirt with a yowl of pain. I ducked to the side of the darkest wolf, narrowly missing their teeth and slashing my nails along their side, ripping the skin open. The scent of blood permeated the air, thickening it and encouraging my wolf further. Adrenaline rushed through my body, and my vision seemed to clear and slow, zooming in as the smallest wolf slipped from the group. A deep growl ripped from my throat as the female rogue made their way for the house quickly, limping from a bite I had managed to land on their front leg.

Just like hers—though I didn’t know who she was. Downstairs, the training yard was already alive with movement. Warriors sharpening blades, brushing pelts, preparing to impress the elders under tonight’s blood moon. I passed them quietly, head high, shoulders straight. But the whispers never stopped. Whispers from parents to children. From the young wolves to the old ones. “Do you know that the Beta was found in the snow? Like a cursed thing.” “Alpha Blaine just took her in to save face.” “How could she even become the Beta?”

Even his feet seemed like someone cut them apart. Her eyes were no longer asking to see anything. The scenes horrified her soul. Anna started panicking when she heard a noise coming from behind the door. A black cat came out from there, and under the soles of those fellows, he made a cross sign using their own blood. She couldn't even utter a word, as if someone stole her voice away. Tears were flowing from her eyes like heavy rainfall. She silently watched everything, how the cat used his sharp claws to peel their skin off, and they had no power to scream.

Just get rid of everything that was so pressing and getting on your nerves. Which is what I did. White Porsche Cayenne Vadim again flaunted his greatness, and beckoning to a further plan of action. The only thing I did not take into account was two hefty mules who stepped out of the darkness and blocked my path. With a height of at least two meters, and in the shoulders no worse than Rinat, the werewolves demonstrated by their very appearance that it was better not to mess with them. The familiar cut of black formal suits over white shirts, as well as the fact that I saw them for the first time, made it clear that they were Yang's people. Both are black-eyed and dark-haired. Black wolves.

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.

Come any closer and I’ll tear your fucking throat out, it said. My wolf wanted blood, the blood of every woman to have ever turned her sights on Azrael. He was ours—that much she knew for certain. A naked woman rushed by, bleeding from where the glass had sliced her skin. Without hesitation, my wolf lunged. I was nothing more than a horrified spectator as our teeth sank into her calf. Somewhere in the back of my head, I heard my name being shouted. That ended when a sea of bodies poured in through the shattered windows. Each one was lithe and nimble, covered in layers of dark fabric that blended in with the shadows. Their faces were covered, all except for the eyes.

>><< Meanwhile, there’s a big event going on in dark moon, today’s the mating moon day: the day every unmated wolf who’s past twenty-five and still haven’t found his or her mate, who come out and choice a mate from other unmated wolves too. Everyone gathered around the big bonfire, teenagers are dancing around, adults are drinking to their satisfactions and pups are playing hide-and-seek, since they have nothing to do. Suddenly they heard growls, and loud war cry, and they started looking around in confusion as they don’t know what’s going on -their alpha didn’t inform them about any upcoming war. Before they could comprehend what’s actually going on, legions of soldiers already started poun

The armies kept trying and when they were not able to make a scratch at the two beasts, they decided to retreat, but they could not as Iron was already alive, and he was standing by the road, where stood as the only road they were supposed to pass, he stood and forceful pulled out the last arrow by his chest, and just as said by the priest, the arrow wounded his heart, and that turned around and made him love violent always. He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and j

Purity answered with tears in her eyes. And my own tears fell again. “You’re going to drain them.” “Not unless many will share a little of theirs…” Purity reasoned out. “They know what they are offering for her.” And then, one by one, more wolves came in. There were so many that I couldn’t see them all. I was crying and wiping away my tears, trying to recognize every wolf I saw that was encircling Brook. Hunter, Arrow, Zero, Rocket, Paragon, Millicent, Helios, Tala, Echo, Rain, Thunder, Serenity, Blue, Sapphire, Beast, Angel… and someone with a scar on his eye—Alonso’s wolf.