Carmine Rwby Novels & Stories

Rowan pov The stone walls of the eastern wing had never felt so thick, yet to my inner beast, they were as fragile as dried leaves. Ever since Aaron had confirmed the tiny, fast heart fluttering beneath Romy’s ribs, a dark, suffocating instinct had seized control of my chest. It wasn't just the territorial pride of an Alpha; it was a desperate, primitive terror. The blood of the Hawthorne line and the ancestral fire of Stormveil were mingling inside her body, creating a beacon of power that felt almost palpable in the mountain air.

A few wolves growled in agreement, their distrust thick in the air. Cara smirked, stepping closer to Ryan. “That’s why Raven smells weird. And why their baby is a mutant!” A red haze of fury washed over Raven. Her wolf pushed against her skin, urging her to attack. She took a step forward, her voice dangerously low. “Say another word about my child,” she growled, “and I’ll rip your tongue out.” Cara crossed her arms, unimpressed. “You aren’t going to do anything. Come sunrise, you’ll be nothing more than a pile of ash.”

Jasper. "Get dressed, Ru," I said to my mate. I was yet to meet Randolph and Kevin, and I knew they would be up already, but I needed the doctor to check Ruby's arm. Ace wolves sometimes had venom in their saliva, especially the physically weak ones. I wanted to be sure Ruby wasn't poisoned. Although the poison is not fatal, it slows down a wolf's healing capacity, which is not good during battle because it means certain death. "I am tired, Jasper. Can't we just stay in bed? You just got back, for goodness sake," She complained, pouting. I went back to the bed where she was sitting and planted a wet kiss on her lips.

Maligno was furious about his former companion's decision and decided to assassinate him. But before he could reach the house of Aluya, a furious lightning struck from the heavens and sent him into the mystical underworld, where the evil spirits resided. There, he suffered pain and hunger. But because he was skillful and strong, he was able to control the spirits and built his Barony, signalling the beginning of chaos in all the worlds. Maligno was actually the first Sole of the Ibawnons but instead of redeeming them, he failed them. Even attempted to destroy them. That was the reason why the Malignobons have their Soles as

With Luca and the boys. I was going to be there for my family and nothing was going to step in the way of that anymore. I would be an Alpha to the pack, a mate to Blake, a mother to the twins, an aunt to the boys, a sister to Link and a friend to those who had always been there for me. This party planning is going into overload. Jamie is inviting all the surrounding packs. She thinks yellow is an acceptable colour. And she believes that Disney is a theme which fully grown wolves are going to agree with. Link complained and the guards looked at me weirdly when I burst out laughing.

“I know about the silver fangs dad. They’ve had it out for me since high school. After everything Aiden has told me, I have reason to believe that they were the ones who had shot me… Dad?” Cary’s eyes aren’t their normal color. They are a terrifying shade of red violet. The color of violence and death. “You know what this means don’t you?” He turns away from us, vibrating with the effort it takes not to lash out. “This means war, Willow.”

I greet the Alpha, Raymond, and my eyes settle on his daughter, Carmine, who has been staring at Lucas ever since we walked out of the den to welcome them. “You’re early,” I give him a sharp smile. “Well,” Raymond is a handsome man, but as he wraps his arm around his daughter’s shoulders, I can tell that he is a doting father as well. “Carmine was very anxious to get here. This is the first time she’s leaving the den. With the situation as it is, I didn't allow her to go roaming as most of the youngsters prefer to do.” Carmen is a beautiful blonde wolf shifter with baby blue eyes. She has a gentle face but I can read the aggressiveness in her eyes which have yet to acknowledge me.

"I suppose it's because I've shifted quite a few times." I nodded, still looking at the ice-blue color of his irises in wonder. The entire time I'd known Cain, I was under the impression that his Lycanthropic ancestry was overpowered by the symptoms of Vampirism. Now I wasn't so sure. I wanted desperately to believe there was an internal struggle for dominance happening between the gene and the disease. I found myself hoping that the Lycanthrope would win. I followed Cain as he got out of the car, pulling the flannel blanket tighter around me as we walked through the cold garage and into the castle.

I didn't catch the eye of most because I was known to be wolfless and the fact that wasn't the case actually made me giggle a little thinking about it. Walking into the diner I was a bit suprised to see not only Duke and Flint sitting about midway through the diner but the brothers from the other pack sitting with them. I chuckled thinking it was probaly them leaving the note as a stupid prank or warning. I walked in fully planning just to step into the office and talk to Mama Rose. "What you doing here rouge? begging for scraps." Flint hollered at me. I rolled my eyes, it was so obvious when he used rouge as a term not my name and I knew he was looking for a reaction from me. I locked eyes

Alpha Kayden - POV The autopsy report Harris brought in arrived late, and I read through it in the library while he called someone to fix the shattered window. The findings were disturbing: Raven was indeed a werewolf, but her heart contained a dark core—an intensity unlike anything we’d seen before. It was similar to the aura we found in the abandoned Night Angel pack building, yet this one was stronger, darker. The report went on to say that Raven’s transformation began in childhood, fueled by an herb called Henbane, a plant that only grows in the desolate lands. Henbane, they said, hadn’t been active for decades, not since Raven was imprisoned. I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling