German Shepherd Champion Bloodline Novels & Stories

The hunting grounds were divided into three categories: first-tier, second-tier, and third-tier! The strength of the participants determined the type of prey they would face. Logo, holding his spear-scythe, arrived at the entrance. Lines of Bloodhounds lay on the ground. Every Gendaya participant entering the hunting grounds was required to lead one, which helped in tracking prey. Bloodhounds were a type of extraordinary canine creature that the Gendaya had domesticated for years. They had the intelligence of a ten-year-old human, were fiercely loyal, fearless, and had extremely sharp senses of smell and perception.

I ask, because even though I wouldn’t want that, she hasn’t even shifted, I don’t want to assume and offend my mate’s father. “I appreciate that offer, but no. She isn’t even a wolf yet. She won’t be able to take any title till she is 25 or meets her mate. I believe you will need to choose a Beta line if you choose to take over as Alpha, and you would need a Gamma as well considering his line died in the war.” “Alright, noted. Let’s get going.”

Several older she-wolves were gathered there, quietly socializing over their afternoon tea, projecting an image of harmless, domestic tranquility. As he crossed the final threshold, the sheer power of the scent hit him. His wolf that lived beneath his rigorous training, erupted in a sudden, violent spasm of instinctual recognition. ‘Walther, this is not a coincidence! That scent is too specific, too potent! We have not encountered this precise signature for ages! Yes, it has matured, it has settled into its new environment, but the dominant, genetic core is indisputable. This is the blood-scent of the Royal Line itself! It belongs to the one who was lost!’

The young ladies couldn't help but admire him as he made his way to the stage, the crown on his head giving him an air of strength. "Now, presenting to you the daughter of the light, the Luna of the Nightfall Pack, the one who carries royal blood, the white wolf, the source of light and wisdom, Luna Selena Kephissa Attalos, descendant of the Habsburg family, granddaughter of the great wolf king, Luna Selena Kephissa Attalos." As the announcement concluded, Selena walked in, her father by her side. The crowd erupted in loud cheers. Rufus couldn't help but smile as he watched Selena, who looked like a goddess of beauty.