Felix Wolf Cut Novels & Stories

I didn't question my father's obsession with wolf artifacts and legends, I didn't question why she wore a protective necklace against something that only existed in my books. I didn't question how my father died, I didn't question anything. I just let life go with me, I let it heal from all the things that were left behind to move on. Soon we were ready, I left the house with the feeling that I should go back but still I went. The Hall was crowded, everyone surprised to finally see me out of my shell, out of the cave where I had been holed up since the day of the great pain. - I don't think I even know how many times that day I heard that phrase pounding in my mind.

I yanked the knife out and stabbed it into her other thigh. Felix fought to get to his feet. He also tried to transform into his wolf form. His figure expanded rapidly within his otherwise impeccable suit before black fur burst from the clothing's seams. However, he was still inhaling the deadly fumes, and his strength and powers were quickly getting drained. Ultimately, he was stuck midway through a transformation into a half-wolf, half-human form. He lunged at me with an enraged howl, wanting to bite my neck off. I dodged his attack and instead slammed the steak knife against his face, and knocked out his fangs that immediately spurted out blood.

Something tells me this is that cousin Caden mentioned a few days ago. The tawny wolf regains his footing, shakes out the dirt and dust from his fur before turning to growl at me. He is frustrated I interfered but so what, he is the one that attacked Caden without a challenge. I watch his every move, waiting to see when he will attack and I don’t have to wait too long. With clear intentions of where he is going to strike, I dodge to my right as he lunges for my throat, using my momentum and whirling around to land a blow to his flank with my claw. Felix stumbles, leaving an opening for me to lunge this time, my teeth sinking into his throat just enough to wound this coward. By law, as the wo

Felix’s voice rings out from the stairwell. I get to the landing, see the hallway the servant described, and make a turn. Felix is right behind me. Soaking wet, hard breathed, eyes flickering blue and gold. “What the hell is so hard about ‘leave me alone’?” I hiss. “The part where my wolf is going crazy because you’re upset.” “YOUR wolf? YOUR WOLF?” I scoff, bitterly. “I don’t care about your wolf. I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t ask for ANY of THIS.”

And then he's there, taking almost all the space in the hallway, breathing steam and fire, ruby-red eyes, black fur with just a tuft of silver on the crown of his head. Felix's shaking, tremors running through his entire body. He can't believe it, staring at Victor in horror and awe, realizing exactly who he's been talking to all this time. "Black Wolf."

Felix was transforming. Slowly, slowly, thick long hair sprouted out, covering the side of his face. A sharp widow's peak formed at his forehead and the tip of his ears grew out, becoming elf-like. Suddenly, Felix was grabbing Elias's hands and yanking them so the rope that had been used to bind his hand to the arm of the metal chair came away. The nearly thinned rope sliced through his wrist, causing him to give a painful jerk. He had seen Werewolves transform but this was different. Felix was a mixture of beast and human and when sharp claws shot out of his fingernails, it sliced deep into Elias's wrists and more blood trickled down his wrist and to the ground with rapid drops.

Apart from the fact that he looked like a shadow of his former self. "I can't sense his wolf, Zion," My wolf said. I stared at Felix with wide eyes. "I guess you've figured it out," Felix sneered. "You've always been smart." "H-how- did you do that?" I stumbled on my words. "How did you kill his wolf? Is that even possible?" I mumbled in disbelief.

Behind me, Felix came running – his own wolf barking and howling. You still doing okay? Yeah, it’s having fun My wolf suddenly stopped and then turned to Felix’s. My tail was shaking like crazy and it went into a playful attack mode. Felix did the same and like the first time, they ran towards each other. Felix reached me first and let us topple to the ground, nuzzling my neck. My wolf let out a happy bark, nuzzling Felix back. Rumbles came from my wolf, it clearly overly happy. And then, then it flipping went and started to lick him.

“No, you deserve to die.” “You’re a horrible son, Felixe. Do you know how glad I am to have abducted your mate and sent her far away? You’ll never ever find her.” He laughed, the bone-chilling sound echoing all around us. “I’m glad I torched your family home. I’m glad I wiped out Alpha Achilles’ family, your family!” We gaped at the wicked wolf while Felixe lost his restraint completely. He pierced the sword right into his heart and his body instantly fell limp against the ledge. But Felixe wasn’t done with him. He pulled out the sword and stabbed again. Tears streamed down his face as he repeatedly stabbed him, unable to stop himself.

I started to laugh now. “Hey, Wolf. Cut off a finger now. Make a choice but cut it off and show it to the camera!” I exclaimed. Wolf nodded and I watched him do this through the screen. I could see Charlotte’s astonished face. Wolf was ready and he was about to cut it off.