Falling In Reverse Raised By Wolves Novels & Stories

I might’ve felt bad for the guy if he wasn’t a raging, misogynistic prick. The wolf’s eyes left Duncan for a fraction of a second, flicking over to my face. I held back a gasp, another glimmer of recognition hitting me square in the chest. No, this couldn’t be that wolf. It had been years since I’d last seen it. It was impossible. Faster than Duncan could scream, the wolf lunged. Its teeth sank into his shoulder, slicing through muscle and bone. He dragged Duncan out kicking and screaming, into the night where his cries continued without faltering.

"And then the debt collectors will come for both of us and seize pack lands, and every wolf in Crescent Moon Pack will lose their homes because you were too selfish to accept your fate. Can you live with that?" The trap closes around me so perfectly I almost admire the cruelty. He knows I cannot let the pack suffer for his mistakes, recognizes I have spent three years protecting these wolves from his incompetence, and admits I will choose their safety over my freedom. "You are a monster," I say. "I'm a realist." He responds by straightening his jacket like we just finished a pleasant conversation. "You were never going to give me an heir anyway, too defective for that. At least this way you

Jealousy surges in my chest, making me unable to hold in the rising storm that has been brewing in my soul. I launch forward towards the wolves, snapping my jaws at anything I can get my teeth into and leaving one of the wolves dead on impact. Four of the eight remaining wolves launch themselves in my direction and I smack them away from me one by one, sending them flying into the stage and the poles of the gazebo. Wood splinters from the wolves making impact with the gazebo, resulting in the cracked wood to no longer be able to hold itself up. The beautiful wooden gazebo comes crashing down on top of us, trapping two of the wolves beneath the debris while the rest jump back to avoid being h

It chewed the ridge into a crater. “Up,” Nyxara urged, and flame lifted me higher. He pushed more earth into himself. Hills slid. Graves toppled in rows, bones tumbling into his shadow. Wolves at the edge yelped and scrambled for footing. “Back!” cried the boy with Kade’s shout. “Shortcuts! Don’t pull or burn the hair first!” Wolves listened. Fast. Wolves are good at new lessons when the old ones try to eat them. --- POV: Erik

The voices echo around me, the low muttering helps to ground me as force my way through the fogginess of my discomfort. After a bit of exertion, I tear my eyelids open, staring up at seven wolves who are making their way down to where I lie. The wolf who tackled me is struggling to get to his feet and the alarm bells go off in my head. I need to get up first, and I need to fight. If I’m going down, they aren’t walking away until I’m dead.

Alpha Jace reminded his daughter about the deal talked about earlier before they went home. “Yeah, I get it.” Ashlyn rolled her eyes and keep herself quiet. “Aside from that report, there were some falling wolves tagging along with them. They were exiled wolves from the same pack but none of the pack could recognize their faces or their scents since they were already falling into their madness side.” Alpha Jace went back on the report since Vladimir was thinking already about how to secure the pack from those fallen rogues' sudden attacks.

“Rafael… Rafael’s army has arrived.” Killian’s forces tried to regroup, but before they could, another wave of wolves appeared. This time, they came from the south. Leading them was a massive red wolf, its fur blazing like fire under the bright sun. The wolf stood on a rocky outcrop, her stance commanding as she let out a powerful howl. The sound echoed across the battlefield, sharp and clear, like a command. Half of Killian's army froze at that, their movements stopping as if held by invisible chains. She howled again, louder this time, and something incredible happened—the warriors turned toward her. Slowly, they bowed, then, without hesitation, rushed to join her side.

I was becoming weak, feeling my body about to give up when I saw something else crash into the figure that had been chasing me. I tried to see what was going on, but unfortunately, I collided with a rock and fell. Now, I could see that they were wolves. One of them looked like the one I had rescued earlier. It was furiously snarling at the other, standing between us. Its eyes blazed, teeth bared, and fur bristling. The assailant hesitated, taken aback by the unexpected defender. Yet, it howled, fearlessly stepping forward.

There was no splash back and even the white fur of the wolf remained pristine. Another step. ‘I will kill all our enemies. And anything in my way.’ A thought managed to pierce through my incomprehensible terror which somehow seemed to grow upon every step the wolf took. It was a single thought. Phoenix. The wolf took another step. Just one more and it would all be over. I knew it with total certainty. ‘Its over and its just begun.’ The wolf grinned. I opened my mouth and screamed louder than ever before. “NO!!!” The entire black world shattered and I found myself falling face forward. The ground rushed to my face at a ridiculous speed, but just before I could hit it I get something grab my w

Aeron In the relentless struggle alongside Rukky, exhaustion began to creep upon our wolves, casting a shadow over the hope of surviving the relentless assault. The grim reality of the situation loomed, but I refused to concede. Giving up was not an option – not now, not ever. Despite the fatigue settling in, Razor and I pressed forward, determined to endure until the very end. Just as despair threatened to engulf us, a sudden shift occurred. The attacking wolves froze in place, their movements halted as if grappling with an unseen force. Their eyes mirrored confusion and a hint of fear. A surge of wonder and curiosity replaced our weariness as we witnessed this unexpected turn of events.