Danny Phantom Wulf 소설 & 이야기

I grinned as I let my true scent sniff by the last were-rogue. I can tell she’s a girl due to her stand, her size smaller than them, and her voice. She sniffs the air and closes her almost dilated red eyes while drooling sticky saliva. “Playtime…” I coldly said as I get one of my personalized sterling silver daggers. Its handle design with ancient carves with a black diamond rune at the center. While the silver blade has a small skull with the letter “D” on its forehead. It’s my signature as a well-known werewolf hunter feared by them.

I flopped back down on the office chair. Mine! Mine! Mine! My wolf chanted over and over again. I growled, trying to ease Slater down. "What about Cass?" Danny asked, ticking off Slater. My eyes switched color to a blazing honeyed yellow, my canines lengthening as he fronted. "What about her?" He asked with a malicious smirk. "Where does she fit on all of this? You can't just do this to her." He argued, backing away from us. He was wise, keeping a distance from us no matter how minuscule would save him.

Only the strongest and the best warrior can work as a Quill warrior. We are in Quilluet Pack, the strongest, biggest, and oldest pack in the world. There are about 12.000 werewolves living in Quilluet's teritory. There are so many strong warriors from this pack, including our Alpha, Alpha Eaton Flynn. He is known as the strongest alpha in the world now. He took over this pack when he was only 16 years old. He is very attractive too......well at least that's what i heard.

The damp chill of the dungeon seeps into my bones,wrapping around me,suffocating me. I sat curled on the stone floor,my arms wrapped tightly around my knees as I stared into the darkness. “Please” I whispered into the darkness,” if you are there,if you are real,I need you “ i said reaching for my wolf. But no warmth came,no stirring of the wolf I so desperately wanted to connect with. I sighed,resigning myself to fate. The sound of footsteps echoed in the silent dungeon and I scrambled to my feet in fear. Ethan entered the dungeon,and I was relieved at the sight of him.

His eyes flickering a golden yellow as he turned back to me, his face full of embarrassment and rage. “Your twin sister Raven’s wolf awakened at sixteen years old,” he spat as he stepped past Alistair, my heart pounding in my chest as we came face to face, his icy glare full of contempt. “She’s already one of our most powerful warriors, but you… you are nothing but a wolfless mutt. I have no use for you.”

Inviting Jason and his mate Thalia in, I politely asked her to take a seat. Thalia's presence brought a sense of calm to the room. Her confidence and poise were evident as she began to speak, elucidating the complexities surrounding Amara's true nature. I listened intently, absorbing each detail she shared, and it became clear that Amara was no ordinary wolf. She was a hybrid, a remarkable fusion of wolf and witch, destined for greatness if unbound appropriately.

A black wolf with golden paws, white strips on his tail, and blue skylight eyes. ‘’Bring it on’’ he growls at the guards. Everyone knew better than to fight with the god of war. He was the war god and the best in the land, ‘’come on if you want your sacrifice so much then you will have to go through me to get it, nothing more” Damon was not only daring be scary as well. Prince Philip transforms, his wolf is dark and scary with bloodshot red eyes, white fur, and dark spots. He is the few blessed with red eyes, which Is not very common within the clan.

Black as midnight. A phantom.

My cheeks reddened and I saw Dante nod at the man before he walked toward me, handing me a plate of waffles. “You are going to make me gain ten pounds this evening” I said, grabbing my fork. The waffles were filled with chocolate and the smell alone was enough to make me want to moan out in pleasure. “You are a wolf, a few hours and you’d have these calories burnt anyway. Plus, it’s not like you’ve eaten anything all day” Dante said, taking a bite off his waffles “and there is no girl in the world, in my perspective at least, that doesn’t feel better after having chocolate”

Who are the Goldens anyway? “Oh yes, the Golden Clan. In general, two clans stand above all werewolves: Golden - their flock is located in Canada and Diamond - live in northern India. The Golden Clan, they are, roughly speaking, politicians. Resolve all issues between humans and werewolves. Economy, division of territories, diplomacy, they do a lot of things. And the Diamond clan is engaged in religion. All sources of power werewolves under their control. Tell me, - she looked at me, narrowing her eyes, - what planet did you live on if you don’t know such banal things? It's in the third grade, they probably teach.