Novel & Cerita Do Wolves Seek Revenge

“Plus you’ve heard how sexual wolves can be. He’s probably just looking for a score then he’ll move along.” “Why are you doing this, Leya? Stop trying to talk yourself out of liking him. Yes wolves are said to be very sexual, but mostly with their mates. And we both know that when they find their mates they usually get one track minds and don’t think about anyone else. That is one thing for sure I know they have up on humans. I would love to have someone that dedicated to me so that I wouldn’t have to worry about him cheating on me. Just embrace it and you guys can figure out all the other stuff one step at a time. I can already tell you like him.”

said Bazaar. My head turned away from his wishing I didn’t have to. “I know it’s quite painful to talk about that horrible creature, but you have to for the safety of our everyone,” said Bazaar. I closed my eyes. “It was the blood eyes werewolf,” I told him. “I should have known it was that beast,” said Bazaar angrily. “It seemed he came for revenge after Turner had killed 10 of his pack members.” I ran a hand nervously through my hair, hearing Turner’s name. A flashing memory of him beating me with his belt hit me hard. I shook my head.

He doesn’t assess. Second wolf. Third. This isn’t combat anymore. This is destruction. I remember the order I gave earlier. Capture when possible. Bring back prisoners. But my wolf doesn’t listen. He wants them dead. Every bite. Every tear. Every shattered bone. It feels like vengeance. As if each rogue wolf represents the unknown man who touched Sarah. As if tearing them apart might somehow erase the pain burning through the bond. Blood sprays across my silver fur. I feel it sticking to my skin.

The wolf's heart burned with a fierce rage, its eyes blazing with fury as it contemplated the cruel fate that had befallen its beloved mate. Their primal instincts took over as they sprinted through the dense foliage, their growls echoing through the trees. The majestic Alpha wolf gracefully traversed the dense forest, its keen senses guiding it towards its beloved pack with swiftness and ease. "When I find those pest rogues, only their tongue is unblemished!" Killan's mind echoed with a resounding shout. The words reverberated through his thoughts. Those words would forever be etched in his memory. The mere utterance of these words ignited a fierce determination within him to reclaim his ma

It’s unbelievable. I’ve always tried to be a good person. I’ve never wanted to hurt anyone. But now, I’m responsible for hundreds of deaths–and I don’t feel bad about it. These wolves were evil, and they deserved to die for the sins they’ve already committed, not to mention the atrocities they were on their way to committing. Some may say I’m a murderer. Others would call me a vigilante. All I know is I’m one step closer to getting revenge on the pack that’s caused so much havoc around here for so long, the pack that wanted me dead. And I can’t feel bad about that.

’’ I took a moment of pause before I continued with a cold sneer, ‘‘You can't possibly boast to me that you can defeat them all, right? ‘‘Haha, who knows? How about we try it?’’ My wolf laughed coldly as she replied. ‘‘Try it? How?’’ I was naturally confused. I tilted my head slightly sideways as I asked. ‘‘Of course, we're going to take revenge. Don't you want to do it as well?’’ My wolf replied. ‘‘Revenge? Do you mean...’’ I was yet to finish my words when suddenly, my wolf cut in.

As Jenna and Logan celebrated their victory, they suddenly heard a loud roar coming from the forest. They looked up and saw a huge, black wolf standing at the edge of the clearing. The wolf's eyes glowed yellow, and it snarled at Jenna and Logan. Jenna felt her heart skip a beat. She knew that this was no ordinary wolf—it was an Alpha werewolf, and it was here for revenge.

Sharper. All heads turned. And then—they arrived. Ten wolves in gray armor. My friend hadn’t let me down. They crashed into the rogues like a wave. The battle shifted. We pressed forward again. Rosa’s POV I caught Hark’s scent before I saw him. He stepped into the clearing. Alone. Tall. Smiling. “You brought outsiders?” he mocked. “I brought justice.” He charged. We met in the middle. Fury and history in every strike. Claws clashed. Old scars ripped open again.

"But Athena isn't interested in information right now. She wants retribution." His mouth curved in a grim smile that didn't reach his eyes. "Ares isn't discouraging her." Of course he wasn't. Both our wolves operated on more primal logic than their human counterparts—for them, the attempted poisoning wasn't just a challenge to overcome but an unforgivable transgression that demanded blood payment.

I held the pup close, my heart racing as I watched the two wolves battle above. Within a heartbeat, Damian’s wolf plummeted. For a fleeting moment, the scene overlapped with a memory in my last life, but this time, he fell alone. He turned slightly to me, muttering, “It’s useless. An Omega’s curse has no power.” I let out a cold, satisfied smile, watching him close his eyes in despair as he tumbled into the abyss below the Sacred Ridge. At last, I felt the weight of my past life lift from my heart. It was he who brought about his own ruin.