Direwolf Novels & Stories

I ask her next, maybe that got something to do with me dying. "White wolves don't exist," Moira dismiss me again. "The alpha said they do," I answer her, he said one of us is white, and since the other two remember their wolves and dream of them, they knew for sure they aren't the white one. "Maybe they do but they are extremely rare," Moira says, they are rare cause they die, I know that, I'm pretty sure of that now. "Hey, Moira, little guy," alpha Rowan says joining us in the room, he shared a look with my sister and then a silent conversation went between them two, it's the way their eyes shifted and moved as they glared at each other.

"Are you okay?" He came to me and picked me up gently. He carried me into his arms like I weighed nothing. He was looking around nervously, probably to see if anyone was watching. If they found him helping me, he could get into trouble. I couldn't keep my eyes open for long in his arms. I seeped into darkness as the dreadful memory appeared in my head. "Therefore, as the next in line as alpha of Raven Pack, I, Diaz Viceroy, sentence Drago Northwolf, and his family, to death."

Drake glances back at him momentarily before he twitches his ears, looking out of their camp at the landscape. "What is it," the Prince inquires. The werewolf completely turns and breathes in deeply. A couple of Vojik already in wolf form move to the edge of the group. "There is a Xefol nearby," he states, a growl rolling through his throat. Drake pushes away the tense shiver that courses up his spine at the deep sound, "Do you know if it is one of my father's assassins? Are there any humans with it?" Rowan shakes his head, "No, he is alone."

Dominik sat in one of the other chairs and the alpha sat at the head. "You never told me your name," I mumbled boldly and he nodded. "Mystrel Romanov, alpha of the dire wolf pack," he said firmly and I chuckled softly. He cocked his brow and looked at me oddly. "I'm sorry I was recalling the letter you sent to my father about your supposed land. You know that we have the deeds to thousands of acres, given by the Russian president," I told him as I looked directly into his yellow eyes. He hummed and turned from my eyes to watch the platter get set at his private table. He licked his full lips and tore a chunk off. He put several pieces on a plate and handed it to me. I said thanks as I tore i

A tall man with brown skin, by looking at him he was sure that he is a good man. "Sss! Don't shout, if you still value your life," the man said while trying to stop Migi from making any noise. Migi trembled when he witnessed the horrible thing that happened. He just covered his mouth and tried to stop crying. He saw Althea eaten by a creature that he could call a monster. Some parts of its body were also severed. But before he could get angry at what he saw, the man took Migi's gaze away from the monster.

The big black horses barely made any sound, there was no conversation among the big guards who had large scary tattoos around them. Leading the guards, were four people on black horses; Demenicus Darke, the alpha of the skull pack, Simion and Euvene Darke, the alpha first twin sons, and lastly Reven. F. Darke, the bastard last son of the alpha, who was known by other packs as the Deathkeeper, because of his brutality and savagery.

Seeing his attacker. A huge jet black wolf looks down at him with piercing green eyes and the wolves around immediately bow to him. Daniel could feel the person's aura. It was not a Beta or a Gana blood. It was way more. The beautiful wolf with black jet fur was a rarity. A royal wolf,who have been heard to go extinct years ago. The wolf starts approaching Daniel, daring him to move. By blocking his exit and standing between the cliff and him. And Daniel gulps. Knowing there was no escape now.

“Give me her whereabout and you're free to go. Alive.” “As you can see, blocker.” Rio grinned and stretched out his arms, sneering. “I only brought the ax, the clothes and the robe I wore. Besides, how could you expect me to know what you're talking to me about?” “Wolvire,” his enemy spoke a name angrily. “You know very well what it is, damn human! Give it me the information or you will die!” “I don't want to die.” Rio grinned again, his expression pale and strange under the blue moonlight. “I must add I'm sorry. I don't have anything information you talk about. Just go to hell!”

Drago led her to a covered deck, where the whole family was sitting, ready for breakfast. All around her were the usual suspects, Grigo, Marcu, and the mercenaries from the dungeon below the compound, who all nodded to her in respect. Madchen smiled at them, they never uttered a judgemental word against her when she enacted her frenzied revenge on Jason, they just stood back and let her have her moment.

The knights gathered in front of the castle, facing their King who was standing in front of them with confidence. The Duke of Vulas watched him giving orders to his army. A part of him didn't believe that their plan could work, he doubted that a simple elixir could help them defeat the most dangerous creatures in the world. He saw him pacing in front of the males and females who will fight by his side, his hands behind his back, walking with confidence and pride. He had a presentiment that this was not going to last long. He averted his gaze and his eyes rested on the beautiful diamond-haired. Fear and worry were drawn on his pale face.