Novel & Cerita Civilian Wolves Novel

- The girl nodded. -Although only the first part of the novel, the other part of the manuscript is still being written so I don't know the end but I liked the story a lot, I want to know what happens with their daughter and the wolf that she claims. I admire the protagonist. She is very efficient and strong, and she doesn't care what others say about her- -Oh, it sounds interesting, Izen will take it- he announced to the wolf, putting the manuscript inside her tunic.

Nueva couldn't understand the language; it looked complicated and old, but the hand-drawn pictures drew her in. The pictures were of werewolves. The first couple of pages had drawings of two large wolf's, one black and one red. She could make out the names Saul and Thiago's amongst the foreign written words. After a few pages, the black wolf lay bloodied on the ground next to a smaller grey wolf. A small pup was sitting next to the lifeless bodies— Painted in the background was a red wolf in blurry faint lines. It was almost like the red wolf was disappearing into a dense fog. Even if she didn't understand the words, the pictures told the sad story, and Nueva sniffled as she looked at the sm

One of them grabbed me, but I pushed my Power at him, slamming him against the brick wall. Suddenly, another man pulled a gun and held it to my head. "Don't even think about it." Two of the men exploded into giant, white wolves, planting their feet firmly on the ground in front of me, baring their long, white teeth as a guttural growl erupted from deep within their chests. I froze, just inches from the wolves, as a smile lit my lips. "Rolph won't like it if you kill me." The man with the gun shrugged. "The Alpha said he didn't want you to escape. And I have no problem killing you if you try again." He nodded toward another man.

more the wolves of the pack behaved like dogs that had broken their chains - even the alpha hardly restrains their instinct to drive strangers from their territory. and my aunt left me her handkerchief at the local post office. The wolves may not have recognized my scent four years later. Do not think, the flock did not attack people, there were no such cases for a long time. But only because people did not meddle in these places without local accompaniment, all trips with an overnight stay went in a wide arc from the village. These places were considered dangerous, and the inhabitants of the reservation diligently supported and fed these rumors. Wandering onto the road in the dark, someone

chapter 11: The Brutal Encounter As the moon cast its silvery glow upon the rugged terrain, the trio of wolves stood before me. One of them, a formidable dark gray wolf, was the largest among them. He abruptly sprinted away, leaving me alone with the other two. "So, he's making you do his dirty work?" I sneered, disdain dripping from my voice. "Imagine the tales you'll pass down to your grandchildren. 'Hey, remember the time we killed Uncle Ray's mate?' You two are nothing but pathetic." My words carried a mixture of anger and defiance, culminating in a defiant spit in the direction of the wolf closest to me.

Having gathered her thoughts, Anika decided that it was time to take action and interrogate him to find out what was happening. - So, now tell me, what or who are you? - the girl demanded, holding the mop at the ready like a spear. - Why did you become attached to me? And why the hell do you become a human in my house, but a dog outside the door? The guy glanced sideways at her, chewing and swallowing his food. Anika, feeling his gaze on her, clutched the mop tighter. “Well, first of all, I’m not a dog, but a wolf,” the guy beamed with a smile, “if you’re so bad at understanding.”

’ ‘It’s –‘ She stopped and the wolf ahead, sensing our presence, stopped too and then it turned its head and I took a proper look at it. The first wolf I had seen had been my father, a huge black wolf that could not have been real but this one seemed even more unreal. Midnight black fur that glistened even in the grayish day, sharp golden eyes and almost twice the size of my father, such a wolf was staring at me. Then it started to walk my way and I fought the urge to run off. Its presence pressed down on me and Grace hissed. ‘What the hell is he doing filling this place with his scent?’

I don’t know how or if I should. Nova’s red wolf slides across the ground, swiping wicked sharp claws across the side of the white wolf that Ethan tosses away. Laxus’s blonde wolf bites down on the neck of a black fur rogue, shaking it until it goes limp while my father and Aaron circle three rogues, batting at them with their claws.

If Ethan was the alleged scroll-keeper, he would know that the Cains were the white wolves on this continent. I turned my gaze to look at Ethan, who was staring at me, without blinking his eyes. I surprised him with this revelation. Taking it as a chance to confess and get everything off my chest, I told him everything. About Harper and Sebastian being the white wolves, about the red lakes pack, the problems the white wolves experienced with procreating with their mates, Harper's rejection and then his acceptance, and lastly, my dreams about the moon goddess's visits. Ethan didn't say anything through my ramble and I was growing worried every second. His face was blank and I had no idea how

It was the wolf military, a formidable force that wove together the disparate realms of the untamed wilderness and the bustling civilization. This extraordinary alliance served as a bridge, connecting the hearts of humans with their animal counterparts in a way that was both mysterious and profound. In the vast tapestry of life, there existed a remarkable tale that spoke volumes about the extraordinary potential of unity. It was a story that unfolded in the realm where humanity and nature converged, intertwining their destinies in a harmonious dance. Within this enchanting narrative, the resplendent virtues of peace, compassion, and the untamed essence of the wolves thrived, casting a spell