Elden Ring Werewolf Knight Novels & Stories

He hissed and Sonya could see his two fangs sneak from his pale lips. Sonya gulped and wobbled her head. “Your blood will be the key, our blood…mix together…three…” Knight Richard showed her his three fingers and his nails became sharper and longer... “including that young wolf man…” “He is the reincarnation of Hügel Wõlfe…don’t you think why he was chosen to become your protector, witch…?” Knight Richard sniffed hard. He walked to the window and leaned his back by the window. “Do you think I did not know why he got that old scar?” He paused and looked through the window.

Elder Luo gazed on them and carried the baby in front of them to see, seeing the tiny glowing mark with intrinsic symbol spanning under his skin but it stopped halfway, not completing the usual circular print of werewolves. “A half-marked.” Morrigan softly huffed at the revelation, grabbing his mate’s arm. The witnesses all looked at each other with confusion. They never heard of such print before. Even the eyes of elder Luo told them she doesn’t know about it either. “What’s wrong mother?” Amaris innocently inquired, smelling the concern emitting from the people around. Her royal subject and guardian, Garren of Moon Stone, stepped closer to her and gently rested his arms on the princess.

"Elias, what do you mean? How can Luna's companion be a test?" Elias let out a sigh, his eyes scanning the room, as if contemplating the weight of his words. "Amelia, Luna's connection with this enchanted creature is no coincidence. It was purposefully placed in her path, a test of her allegiance and determination. Luna, you must confront the darkness within this werewolf and overcome it to save yourself and inspire the redemption of others."

Their eyes glowed crimson, reflecting Selene’s influence. “Elara!” Kael’s growl cut through the chaos as he leapt to her side, fangs bared, claws slicing through the attacking wolves with precision. Elara felt the bond flare violently. Her hands sparked, silver energy coiling outward, striking the wolves back. Every movement was guided, instinctual, the bond teaching her, empowering her. Selene stepped out from the shadows, crimson gown flowing, eyes burning with malice. “Come on, little mate,” she hissed. “Let’s see how strong your bond really is when your life depends on it.”

"We found her tracks, Alpha. She fought three rogues in the Blackwood. She... she did something to the earth. The trees were ripped from the ground." Killian frowned. "That’s impossible. She’s wolfless." "That’s not the worst part, Sire," Link swallowed hard, his voice trembling. "The tracks lead straight into the Southern King's territory. And we found this." Link held out a piece of Elara’s white dress. It was stained with mud, but there was something else—a faint, lingering scent of ozone and silver. Killian’s face went white. The Southern King. Malachi. The man who was known to kill any wolf who crossed his border.

Under the blood-red moon, thousands of werewolves dropped to their knees. "W-Witchcraft! This has to be witchcraft!" Lucas stammered, trembling as he tried to stand. "Elena bought off a witch!" The werewolves exchanged glances, already on the verge of switching sides. Suddenly, an ancient voice resounded from the sky. 12 black-robed Elders came gliding in from the direction of the sacred temple. The Grand Elder landed first. When his gaze fell on me, his voice quivered. "Golden eyes… Princess Elena… is a half-wolf carrying the bloodline of the Original Werewolf!"

“You know it, don't you?” “Cryptic.” Elder Marlene acknowledged tersely, speaking impartially, “Quite ambiguous. It could be any other vicennial Alpha.” “Oh, don't you mock me. Don't pretend you don't know about their ring-a-ding-up bond,” Connery remarked snidely at the witch. “She confessed. She is the red wolf. What more do you want?”

"Your Highness, they are ready for you." Aiden nodded and walked out of the room, with Richard closely behind him. As usual, he got into the middle car of the convoy, and they began the journey to the Werewolf capital. (•) Sia Five relics; The Crown, The Witches' Circle, The Flame Ring, Crone's Eye, and The Stone Of Tears. Each of the five main kingdoms had one each and they were satisfied with each of them. The Wolves possessed The Crown, The Vampires had The Flame Ring, the Trolls had Crone's Eye, The Witches had The Witches' Circle and the Fay had The Stone Of Tears.

"The Silver Moon 'princess' sent to satisfy the King's debt." I pulled the silk dress tighter around my body. "I am Elara. And you are?" "I am Kaelin, the Lead Warrior of this pack," she snapped. "And these are my sisters. We’ve spent years shedding blood for this mountain, only for our Alpha to bring home a... human-smelling runt." One of the younger girls giggled. "She doesn't even have a scent, Kaelin. Is she even a wolf?"

My wolf only slowed down when she was sure that we where ways away from Elzie's and Amelia's former home. She looked back and saw that Orion wasn't doing so good. Even through he was keeping up with her and isn't saying anything, she could tell that something was off. That is when she saw it, a circle with runes right inside, then a cresent moon and a wolf in the center. It was in the center of his chest and glowing softly. It looked similar to the talisman that Lara wore around her neck and never took off. We didn't have the time for me to ask about it. So, my wolf and I pretended that we didn't see it. We both felt bad for our brother, but at the same time frustrated. Not at him, because i