Novel & Cerita Civilian Wolves Novel

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We shared meat roasted over open flames, the fats and juices staining our hands, the scent of the kill a grounding reminder of our place in the food chain. The peace was interrupted by a group of wolves emerging from the northern shadows. They were the "Wild Ones," a rogue pack that had spent the corporate era hiding in the frozen tundras, never touched by the triage or the stars. Their leader, a scarred Alpha named Garen, stepped into the firelight, his fur a matted, rusty brown, his eyes a piercing, lightless yellow.

I closed my eyes and gave into unconsciousness. Ethan Pov It seemed like we were fighting off waves of wolves. They just kept coming back-to-back. I had a tough time concentrating because my mind drifted to Kayla. I need her. She is gone and now all I feel is bloodlust. I had just grabbed the neck of a wolf and snapped its neck without a second thought. I did that before, but I couldn't concentrate. If I thought I was bad, Aiden was just as bad. He had just decapitated a wolf and smashed the head of another. We used our strength and fought off the wolves that seemed to be coming from everywhere. I felt a familiar presence.

Their keen senses heightened, and their minds sharp, they made for the door, ready to pursue the spy who dared to invade their sanctuary. Violet, though anxious and burdened by her condition, nodded her encouragement, knowing the necessity of their mission. She watched as the two wolves, majestic and fierce, bounded into the night, guided by moonlight and instinct, leaving behind the safety of the cabin to face a world filled with secrets, dangers, and a relentless enemy.

So I actually had a wolf but it didn’t awaken because of my father? That man was more cruel than I ever thought. “I’ll tell you everything you need to know. Call me when you’re free.” As the call ended, I turned to Lucien, my eyes glistened with tears. But it wasn’t because I was sad, it was tears of joy. “I’m not actually cursed, I have a wolf.” He nodded. “Yeah…you were never cursed. You’re too amazing to be cursed. Your father was just an asshole.” He said, his voice comforting. “Come here.”

The Da Silva family was a large and luxurious family enemy of the LeStrange but because of their kindness they welcomed us. The Da Silva has a secret and they are a clan of werewolves. Not only them, there are many other families of werewolves spread across the Caroline but they are the kindest of all. They are the one who paid the costs of our marriage to the attorney and especially to my deliver to the hospital. At that time Mrs. Da Silva was also pregnant to her son. Long before we lived, wolves lived in Caroline until the province became civilized. Some Caroline people have died because of bad wolves. The Da Silva clan kept the Caroline safe because they’re were the guardian of the provi

I settled into a quiet corner, hoping to lose myself in the story. The book started like any other werewolf novel, talking about full moons and shifting. But then, I turned the page and my breath caught. There was a picture. Not the usual handsome man turning into a wolf, this was different. This wolf was massive with glowing red eyes and thick, dark fur. The caption underneath read, “Cursed Alphas.” It looked… powerful. Intimidating.

Albus also arrived on the scene just in time to ensure that Rena received advanced medical attention under the full supervision of Bachnault. That day, based on on-site interviews with several eyewitnesses, members of the public testified before news cameras that gray-furred wolves had risked their own lives to protect civilians. They collectively asserted that while fear of such supernatural power still persist, the public must realize that just as there are malevolent werewolves, there are also noble, kind-hearted ones, much like humans themselves. “And those rampaging wolves, they were acting that way because they were under the influence of some toxic drug or something similiar! That is

“You could end it, you know. Pick a winner. Let them live.” I snort. If only it were that easy. “Find me one who can last past the third sunrise, and maybe I’ll consider it.” Her presence flickers in front of me, like a whisp of smoke. “You’ve gone soft. I can smell it on you.” “Must be your imagination. The only thing soft here is the ground after the corpses hit it.” She chuckles and fades, leaving the back of my skull blessedly empty. I straighten, scanning the new arrivals. A witch crying into her hands. Two wolves are already posturing for dominance. A human, brave or stupid, probably both, trying to look like she belongs. Typical.

“Are you sure you have to bring me? This is dangerous! I’m just a student, I even failed my last surgery rotation exam!” He glanced at me, his gaze sharp. “You are my Luna, Cole. You need to understand the world you’re stepping into. Do you think being a wolf doctor is just theory in lecture halls? No. Sometimes we have to go straight into the field, saving lives in places with nothing to work with.” “But what if we’re attacked?” I asked. “If anyone dares touch you, I’ll tear them apart one by one.” Ethan’s voice came from the back seat. “I read the report from the border. There are at least ten humans trapped in the ruins of an old warehouse. Rogue wolves are circling the area. They can’t w