Brave Frontier Rugahr Novels & Stories

All I was able to notice was, we went up the mountain path Kent had suggested. Max stopped only when we reached pebbled grounds. He got up, balancing on his two hind legs, dropping me on my back in the process. This caused me to look up at the gray and black castle that stood before me. It had countless steeples and each of them had a red flag with a black wolf stitched within it. From the windows I could see, I saw designs of red and green glass with a candle dancing right in the center. It looked majestic. “Took you both a while.” Kent was already here, wearing yet another fur coat, giving me a devilish smile.

I mutter, hatred still flowing through my veins instead of blood. I wrap the garrotte wire tighter across my hands, getting into stance as my eyes follow a subtle movement from the bushes. The signal is a howl from Ryker. Ragnar has us all briefed. My hands are covered in a pair of knuckle dusters. I had my leather jacket over my gear, which was actually a crop top and slick black pants that allowed me to move around, a utility belt with a series of knives strapped to it, and military boots. A howl sounds some distance in the front, just at the same time a group of rogues leap out of the bushes.

He moved so that his hands were resting on the table and he was leaning forward a little more, his eyes never leaving mine as he spoke. "There's a pack of rogues on the western border. They are planning to attack in the early hours of tomorrow morning," I said without so much of a thought. I didn't really want to die and I didn't want anything to interfere with the plans I had put in motion. "I have patrols covering every single border. They haven't spotted anything."Jayson raised an eyebrow at me.

After the jostle in the car, he finally halted the car in front of a huge building in the woodland. No one would imagine the building was there except they were too curious. It's actually a sanctuary home which Raven had built for refugees that were attacked in a remote town by the werewolves or any places they had escaped from. They were able to get treatments and free food to survive on while most of them seemed to have their sons work with Raven since she was their life saver. Even females were volunteers for this kind of job.

“Baby this is Chance, he’s a Shadow Warrior and he’s going to take you to see Zach,” Ridge said, leading me outside to a yard. Obviously my mate was the sexiest thing I’d ever seen … but this guy … was … exotic? He was tall, clean shaven head. He was dark tanned almost golden, his eyes were almost … purple. He wasn’t extremely tall, maybe six feet, but he was a solid mass of muscle, he looked like he could pick up a car and throw it. He wasn’t a wolf, but he was mouth watering sexy.

SAFIA. Aljannan Daji had gathered an army, and some of them had already arrived in Rayuwa. The three Ruhus and I had to look for the most suitable battleground that would be farthest from the people but wide enough for battle. Ruhun Sama advised we fight in the air, but I was against it because there were going to be falls and the jinnis occupied human bodies. The falls could kill the body and injure or kill the people below. The ground was our best option.