Crimson Paws Mga Nobela at Kwento

' I snap. 'Well, the strongest pack used to be the Moonstone pack. They have pure white wolves, but they had been wiped out around eighteen years ago, so keep dreaming! Shady Crest is the strongest now, and our wolves are brown, and I have never seen you there. Shadow Crest comes next. Alphas are black, and pack members are grey,' Vanessa explains, smirking at me, feeling victorious. 'So, we already know you aren't from a powerful pack. So, until you're the official Luna, I'm still in the running,' she concludes.

I can’t when I don’t know where the families have gone. ‘I can assure you the families that have left Blue Ridge have done so willingly. I am Alpha Demetri Black, I am the alpha of Crimson Dawn and the alpha working with Delta Jacobs to get these families out of harm's way. My understanding is Alpha Anderson may be killing wolves with pups in order to create orphans to be used as slaves. Is that true?’ ‘I’m sorry alpha, I’ve said too much. I’ve got to go.’ ‘Wait sweetheart.’ She’s completely stiff as she freezes in place. She’s shaking hard but in the chill of the late January night it’s hard to tell where the fear ends and the cold begins.

“Alaric?” “I’m sorry, Adriana,” Alpha Alaric said, clenching his teeth and furrowing his brows as if he was under a lot of pain. “Don’t…” “The wolves in Crimson Blood are hybrids. Half wolf, half vampyrs,” Ravenna cut him off. “But please don’t be scared. I’m not going to hurt you.” “What is wrong with him?” Adriana said, unable to keep her eyes away from Alaric and his invisible struggle.

“Black Crimson has an extremely distinctive style. If you have someone else paint for him, it’s just going to be written off as a fake.” “No,” Hayden assured him. “It’s not.” When everyone merely frowned, confused, I groaned and rolled my eyes, willing him not to stick out his own neck or admit anything stupid. “No way,” I told him, slashing out a hand. “I’m not down with that plan.” But he didn’t have to say anything. Because Camille suddenly gasped. “Oh my God,” she murmured, gaping between me and Hayden with sudden realization. “Black Crimson isn’t just one person. You guys are like the Brothers Hildebrandt.” She spun to address my brother. “Aren’t you?”

Phoebe I had never set foot in Dark Crimson before, and the moment our car passed through its front gates, my whole body tensed. The pack house rose like a dark fortress—nothing like the elegant Silver Claw manor or the clean-lined designs of Thunder Bite. This place felt ancient, heavy… dominant. The building looked as if it had been carved from one giant block of obsidian, with deep red accents running along each pillar like dried blood. The Dark Crimson banner fluttered against the gray sky—black and red, marked by a crowned Lycan sigil.

This was obviously Althea taking some control in order to protect us. Soon we clawed our way up into the trees, jumping from one tree to the other, trying to cover more ground whilst making it harder for them to catch us. I could smell that these wolves weren’t rogue. They were pack members of the Crimson pack, one of the well-known packs that had the strongest warriors. Also one of the few packs that were of pure blood from the first family. I was sure that I had stayed off the border lines. So why were they chasing me?

A tiny brown pup with a white circular patch on its forehead looked up at me in dismay, its soaking wet fur sticking to its body, along with sand and all kinds of dirt that would be a pain in the butt to clean off. Chuckling at his sorrowful expression, I knelt down to pat his little head. "What's the matter? You weren't allowed to play in the sea?" Another whine told me that indeed, that had been the scenario. Looking forward, I saw two wolves rushing through the waves. The bigger wolf with dark brown fur and black patches and a smaller wolf with complete black fur. The waves were high, but I wasn't worried. Cameron would never let anything happen to his precious princess.

Matteo requested it before they arrived there and started the meeting without resting. “His Highness, I’m sorry to interrupt, but we can’t let this thing slide. The kidnapped pups came from an excellent lineage of warriors and fighters. And it will not be a shock if someone from an Alpha or Beta blood or even from a Gamma blood is reported missing too.” Alpha Jake of the Crimson Pack said. It worried Matteo and the palace, thinking his uncle was behind it.

You would think I would have learned my lesson by now. Crimson surges forward as my bones crack, snap, and pain shoots through my body. One minute I’m on two legs. The next, I’m on all four paws. Crimson loses control as she begins to use her claws and teeth to shred the den to pieces, refusing to ever be locked down here or bow down to another bitch.

Caspian’s POV Dylan and I move like shadows through the forestry in our wolf forms. Dylan’s wolf is a mocha brown, whilst the fur on my paws showcases a lighter, ivory hue. We follow our normal routine route that has been allocated for centuries for patrol units. The path we take is a thin line that penetrates through the grass, weighed down into a muddy consistency by the numerous paw prints that litter it day in and day out.