Direwolf Novels & Stories

But even though he couldn’t be heard, Dolf made sure everyone saw his raw anger. And for Jarrett, he felt every bit of it. “Better wasn’t you!” Dolf’s voice echoed in my head again. “You stole from the pack and put them in this situation again! My people deserve better, and better is Davien, whom you still tried to kill countless times.” This time, he went after Jarrett’s fingers, breaking them one after the other by applying his weight on them. “You did say you would die before Davien becomes Alpha, and I would gladly make that happen,” Dolf gritted, staring deep into Jarrett’s fear-stricken eyes.

Then, plan from there everything else. My name is Sebastian Stormcloak, and I am the King of the Vampires. 8 years ago, we attacked Deadly Nightshade as one of the rogues that works for me and saw her running around the pack boarders. She probably thought she wouldn’t have been seen as it was near a more isolated part of their boarders.

he gritted his teeth. Drake sighed. “No, let me deal with those punks!” he hissed. “I’m the one they needed, and I want to face those idiots and kill them barely with my hands.” He gritted his teeth and looked at rouges. “Oh, well, well, well. . .” A rouge in a black cloak appeared and said,” . . . how are you alpha? Why are you rushing back to your royal house?” Drake’s fists crumpled. “Don’t talk and let me kill you, punk!” he growled.

It is advised to retreat and flee immediately! "What?" Keagan muttered to himself, his confusion growing. The screen continued to bombard him with flashing text, saturating his vision with its rapid display. Villain Report: Name: Unknown Alias: Duskbringer Classification: Infamous Villain Description: Duskbringer is an Infamous Villain known for their sinister skills, shadowy maneuvers, and menacing presence. This enigmatic figure operates in the shadows, striking fear into the hearts of both heroes and civilians alike. With their calculated approach and unique abilities, Duskbringer has become a significant threat within the city.

"Exactly. I'm starting to wonder if they're somehow inflating the profit numbers to make it work out so they can pay out more dividends, figuring if we're consistently receiving more money, then we won't question what's going on." "Seems legit." "The other thing. This is just an instinct thing. But I don't trust their new Alpha Vic. Ever since he succeeded his dad, something's felt off. He seems to spend excessively. Granted, both our packs do well with JSP, but he just seems reckless. He showed me the watch he was wearing and boasted about it being a Rolex Submariner Date White Gold. I didn't know what that was so I looked it up, and do you know what those things sell for?"

Vol is the best blacksmith we have in our tribe and he is passing down his legacy to his son, Coll. Vol created our weapons and when I won the deer hunting competition, I asked him to create a new set of spears with a Fleur de Lis symbol, the symbol that has been passed down to Ambrose’s for ages. Some people in our tribe told me a story about how the werewolves feared the symbol. “Thank you for these amazing spears and knives, Vol.” I traced the symbol as I scan the spears. The shaft is made with lignum vitae, the strongest wood we have and it is furnished with black dye. The shoe of the spear is made with silver and an embedded symbol of Fleur de Lis.

He himself was in deep thoughts on how to resolve this issue. Drew was still in a rage and he did not want to honor the marked Daffodil and Lexus made to each other. “I am the next in line Alpha, who has felt even a long time ago that the Golden She-wolf is my mate; I should be considered as the righteous mate of the golden she-wolf!” he stubbornly proclaimed.

If I let it out again then it would probably kill the first person she saw. "What's that supposed to mean?" Angelica was genuinely fearful now. This was the first time I had seen her so scared of something. She was usually so in control of the situation and, much like her father, there wasn't a single thing which scared her. "My name is Ellie Pierce. My pack was Night Claw. My father was the Alpha and guess what?" I paused for a moment as I glared at her with an evil smirk covering my face as the realization of who I actually was finally hit her. "My brother told my father he didn't want to be the Alpha and the title fell to me. Surprise!"

I heard Alex say, but I was still speechless. How could this have been? When had it happened? I stared at the man in horror. " We tried to kill him but did not succeed. " The agent began " This man has killed his entire family and some of his neighbours. We had to hire hunters to get him. The hunters claim he is an Apex werewolf. A direct turn. Do you know what that means?" they asked Alex, and he shook his head pretending not to know. We couldn't trust humans, especially the government.

I asked as I lifted the shades off of my eyes, showing her my signature wink and smirk. “I know you.” She placed her forefinger on her chin as if thinking deeply. “You’re the arrogant boss. Devin Carlo Mávros.” My eyes twitched in disbelief. Arrogant boss? Me? I might be arrogant, but no one has ever had the guts to say those words to me. She huffed. “Ren is not in the mood for you right now, Mr. Mávros.” And she slammed the door in my face while my jaw literally dropped to the ground.