Novel & Cerita Delta Wolves

Around them, the smell of blood and the screaming started to rise as the song of the generations that had defended that land resounded in the air. The extensively trained pack Deltas, also known as the Silvercrest warriors, were infamous for their ability on the battlefield. They began to violently barrel through their enemy’s lines. Those with their claws and fangs who were now out,were already swiping at enemies left and right. The fierce howling could be heard from miles away...

Delta Ryan let on. Yeah, it didn’t take long to find the place both the rogue wolves and the bears that attacked the sub-pack entered through. Because I let my guards down, the deltas on that part of the border turned into a life of crime. They let anyone in once they give them enough money. I already ordered all of them to be thrown into the dungeon. I couldn’t ask the alpha or the rogues anything because the fucker killed himself last night not just him but all the other rogues that were caught somehow ended up dead. Maybe it was their pledge to each other.

I wanted to tear his heart out and then hunt down Jackson to do the same. "I'll tell you something, but you have to promise to keep it a secret," Devon said, stepping closer. I crossed my arms, struggling to contain the storm within. "Tell me." "The Dark Wolves are ruled by many Alphas. They're invading the South to find those responsible for taking their sisters. I've arranged a meeting with one of their generals. If it goes well, we could end this war. Once the threat is gone, we can deal with our own Alphas."

I commanded. "Your parents and council member Azrael are here as you requested. Our Deltas have been carefully placed in every corner. Everything else is ready." "Good." I needed my Deltas in case something went negative. I didn't trust anybody. Everybody wanted me dead. Deltas were wolves who had undergone serious training, becoming my soldiers. They fought and defended. "Let's go in."

I wasn’t sure what shocked me more, the fact that he said demons were real or the idea that they could take over a wolf’s body and make them kill the people they loved. “Demons?” I said in disbelief. “That sounds insane. Is this real?” “I wish it wasn’t,” Kaden replied. “But it is.” I looked back at the monster on the floor again, and even though my head was trying to fight it, I was starting to believe him. That thing didn’t look like anything I had ever seen before. It had wings, sharp claws, and a horrible face. Nothing about it looked normal. “I’ve started calling them alpha and beta demons,” Kaden continued, running a hand through his hair. “Just to make it easier to explain.”

Alongside Jaxon was Gamma Isabella, a wolf with exceptional tracking skills and a keen eye for detail, making her an invaluable asset in scouting and securing safe routes for the convoy. Drake also included Omega Lily in the team, a gentle and empathetic wolf who possessed a unique gift of calming tense situations and soothing the anxieties of those around her. Her presence would be crucial in keeping the pack members at ease during the challenging journey. Completing the group was the pack's lead healer, Epsilon Samuel, whose expertise in tending to the injured and wounded would prove indispensable during any unexpected emergencies along the way. With a team as diverse as this, Alpha Drake

Alastor lifted himself off of me and let out a sigh. "I'll follow them," Dakari muttered and jumped off the stage, his clothes shredding around him. Tasha stared after him before giving in and jumping off the stage as well. Her wolf was the color of her skin. Chocolate brown. Her fur looked like a different texture too but she sped away too quickly. Alastor looked toward Alma. She sighed in defeat and followed the two. Her wolf looked like Alastor just a lot smaller and she had white accents. He phased and rolled onto his back next to me. "That was a disaster." He whispered.

No room for mistakes. Outside, claws scraped the porch. Slow. Testing. A shadow filled the threshold. Breath steamed in the cold. Jake lifted the YK8, breath steadying on its own. Remember the rhythm. Exhale. Don’t snatch. The first wolf edged into the funnel—broad, scar-flecked chest, muzzle low. “On my mark,” Jake whispered. The wolf stepped. Another shouldered in behind it. “Mark.”

Those were their trophies. “Hunters,” I whispered to myself. “Rasia….” My father’s voice cracked through the noise. He was the Alpha of our small pack. He was strong and looked unbreakable. U turned towards him…running. But I never reached him. A blast goes off. The shockwave threw me into the dirt as pain exploded through my shoulder. I immediately tasted blood. When I looked up, the elder’s hall was burning. Wolves I trained with, fighters, are dropping like flies as silver bullets pierce through them.

' I demand picking up the internal phone and calling Carter, who is one of my best tech guys. 'Get in here now.' I ordered him, then cut the call and turned to Darius. 'What else do we know?' He shuffles his feet and then clears his throat. Denver is an Alpha wolf. His Pack is called the Red Moon. They are a small, compact Pack made up of four brothers and their families. Denver is the Alpha; he is unmated. Then there is Texas, he has a mate and two pups, next is Dallas, he also has a mate with one pup and another on the way, and the youngest is Utah, he's unmated. There are a few cousins and their mates as well, and they all work for that company.'