Novel & Cerita Fenrir Powers

Truthfully, she looked like she did have a few screws loose. “Who's he?” I asked again, a little quieter than before. “Fenris is an ancient wolf, one beatowed with the powers of healing by the moon goddess herself. He was the only wolf of his kind, mighty in size, kind at heart, but with a rage worst than you can imagine….” she paused, her gaze going far like she was thinking back to the time of Fenris. Then she continued. “.... Fenris healed with his fangs. Go to him with the worst ailments and he would heal you by just sticking his fangs into your skin..”

“Go ahead. Tear the pack apart. Burn the entire world down if it helps you get her back.” Fenrir roared at him, preparing to lunge, but I dug my claws into my arms. ‘Snap out of it,’ I growled at Fenrir. Fenrir snarled in protest, resisting me. He didn’t want to let go. He wanted blood. He wanted vengeance. I slammed my fists into the floor as I forced Fenrir back and forcefully took control. My vision cleared, the red clearing out of my eyes. My body trembled as I rose slowly to my feet, breathing heavily.

I assume a defensive stance, but before I have a chance to fight back, I see movement behind Fenriz, and a pair of tattooed arms lift him under his arms and holds him back. “Fenrisúlfr!” Andreas roars. “Enough, brother!” Fenriz snarls and attempts to fight off his Beta, but I can see the battle to regain his senses by the way his irises split and meld together. He sneers, and his eyes do not leave me; however, as his fangs and claws retract, the bloodlust eases out of his scent, and he falls to the floor.

I closed my eyes and pressed my fingers into my neck, trying to feel more of him. I realized I wasn’t scared of him anymore. But.. I still hated him. That was the lie I told myself. The truth? I was terrified of how much I wasn’t scared. Of how my body goes warm when he got close. Of how part of me wanted him to close that last inch between us. Stupid. So stupid. He was the Enforcer. A beast. A hundred-year-old lycan who could snap me in half if he didn't think I was something special.

Ben on the other hand froze on the spot, his eyes widened like he just saw a horror scene. “ Dad” Hudson called, snapped him out of his shock. “ Are you ok?” Hudson asked and he nodded absentmindedly. “ Can you explain what just happened to us Bernard?” Alvara asked. “ Fenris Force” Ben muttered immediately which caught everyone off guard. “ What?” Alvara asked faintly. “ What’s a Fenris Force?” Hudson asked and that was when Ben looked up. “ Fenris Force is a phenomenally strong power that gives someone the ability to destroy everything or anything by using their pressurized magical energy to manipulate the interaction that holds photons to neutrons”

It was none other than Fenrir, a legendary werewolf whose strength and brutality were known throughout the supernatural realm. Aphelion's eyes narrowed at the sight, his grip tightening around his dagger. "Fenrir, what do you want?" he growled. Fenrir's voice reverberated with an unsettling mix of authority and menace. "Aphelion, it seems I have underestimated your allegiance," he sneered. "But you have no idea what lies beneath the surface. Your past deeds have brought about this convergence, and now, my power shall be unleashed."

Still, I refused to show any weakness before him. "What abilities are you talking about?" I demanded, my voice tinged with defiance. Fenrir smirked, enjoying my confusion. "Oh, don't play coy, Scarlett. I saw how you fought back earlier. Your powers are far from ordinary. You possess a unique connection to the arcane energies that flow through this world." My eyes narrowed. "And what if I do? That doesn't mean I'll join your twisted cause." Fenrir chuckled darkly. "Oh, you'll join, whether you like it or not. Back to why we are here. My Boss will be seeing you soon.”

I say to him as I move closer to him. Selene placed that barrier as a fail-safe when she exiled Fen back there when he waged war to get to Gaia when she was a newborn. He became feral, needing the power of his daughter. The harbinger became unstable. The heads of the Supernatural Council were called in to fight. It took Asteria to be able to get him to yield, no-one else was strong enough to take him on and win. That is why Asteria is the strongest of all the shifters. Fenrir may be the most feared in the world, but I’m not scared of him. No, he needs to go and stop her.

I close my eyes, lean in, trying to get it over with quickly. My nose brushed her skin, and everything went wrong. Her scent hit my nose, artificial, and wrong. Fenir doesn't move, “no.” He explodes. The words aren't mine. It tears through my throat as my body locks mid motion, my fingers curl as my claws come out, tearing through my leather gloves. Inside me Fenir rises, my instinct and force very furious, not ours he growls out. Fenrir doesn't even regard her as a human. He sees an intruder.. A threat trying to take what's not even hers.

Instead, a dark chuckle slipped past his lips, taunting me. “Liar!” He roared, slamming me into the wall once again. I was blinded by the pain, the walls cracking against his pure strength. Blood trickled from my temple and my chin, my vision hazy, but I could clearly see the gleam of his amber eyes. “The crest of Fenrir is forged from the first flame. It can’t be destroyed by ordinary fire, not even a dragon’s breath can dent it.” He continued, raising me high above the ground.