Glenn Eye Walking Dead Novels & Stories

“A deer, Lily. Maybe a wolf. This isn’t the time to.. ” “Wolves don’t have eyes that glow pure white like that.” Her words cracked like a glass under pressure. Elara shifted beside me. I could feel the tension off her skin, a quiet storm that threatened to pull me in. “Kael…” she whispered. “You saw something too, didn’t you?” All eyes immediately snapped to me. I should have denied it. Played dumb. That’s my usual move. But the memory of that owl.. those eyes like a mirror to the grave was too raw.

Once on their feet, I watched in horror as their noses twitched, and dark eyes scanned the room before landing on me. Have you ever watched a movie where the predator gets that little glint in their eyes? The camera pans to a close up, and you watch the exact moment they home in on their prey? A shiver slithers down my spine as our eyes lock. These wolves are here…. For me. Senna shakes her head, staring at him for a beat too long before shifting into a small grey wolf with golden eyes. Her head swivels towards Colt with a small nod, but I see the panicked look in his eyes.

she said, leading us into the kitchen. Gwendolyn Keneally sat on the kitchen chair with a hot cup of tea in her hands, the steam billowing from the top. She gently blew the top to cool it down. Her long blonde hair was wet and slicked back, reaching the top of her buttocks. Her left eye was swollen shut, covered in a purple bruise. Her skin was clean and dewy, and freckles danced across her nose from cheek to cheek. I gasped. It was like looking at a ghost. Lucian sat next to her as close as he could, his arm wrapped around her tiny waist. Lucian Radley was standing in my way, and I will take Gwendolyn as my own. The Radleys time is running out.

Katie mind-linked Chloe. Up until this point Chloe had been keeping her eyes on the horizon to avoid making eye contact with Nathaniel. Now though she couldn't help but look at the intimidating group of muscles and glacial stares. Her eyes eventually went to one of the group in particular, her heart leaping into her throat when she saw hazel eyes framed by black lashes staring right back at her. There was something in that gaze that pinned her to the spot like a young rabbit hiding in the grass from the ravenous wolf. And indeed those eyes were ravenous… "Right girls, enough standing around." Beta Kevin barked. "Time to get to work."

Stop causing a scene. I massaged my aching eyes and said to him with a steady voice. "This isn't a scene. I'm calmly telling you that I'm done with you!

"Livor mortis already? That was fast." My gaze pinned Jane like she was a butterfly in a display case. "This isn't Wendy at all!" With a flick of my wrist, I ripped away the mask from the body's face. Underneath, it was clearly not my daughter. I fixed Chester and Jane with a steely look, waiting for them to make sense of that charade. Chester cleared his throat, scratching his head in embarrassment. "Honey, you're too clever by half. You can't be fooled." "Wendy's safe. She's at her grandma's."

And while she was drowning in sorrow, the huge door of the banquet hall opened with a creak. Everyone in the hall looked at the end of the corridor. Then, a group of strangers appeared. Tall, white, green-haired, and beautiful, they were obviously the werewolves from Green Forest Pack, and led by a man with golden eyes. When the man stopped, all the warriors behind him did the same. Hogan and Elizabeth stared at him, and he stared right back at them. Those eyes, peculiar as they can be, just like the first time they saw him. The golden eyes shone as if they were filled with light, drawing the guests in.

The hunter’s shine from earlier melted and turned into tears, which ran down her cheeks and dropped onto the freshly polished floor. “Come on,” Glenn said, and he took her hand gently. He put a steadying hand on her back and walked with her through the doors. “But you can’t leave your desk,” Dead Marie said. “What if you get in trouble?” Glenn laughed, and it was a beautiful thing. There was sunshine again. She could feel it on her skin, and squinted at the sky. “I’ll be all right. And so will you. If you need anything, I’m always here. All right? I mean it.”

I muttered under my breath and turned away. I ran as fast as the wind could take me, grabbed a car from the parking lot and sped off to the Dead Wolf Pack. On getting so close to the Dead Wolf Pack, the gates where empty , without any gaurds in sight ,only a few blood stains on the floor , I turned off the car head lamp and drove through the pack as quietly as I could, observing tge surrounding with my impeccable wolf eyesight, suddenly I noticed someone in a distance running from a pack of zombies, I squeezed my eyes tightly for a more precise look ,it was Bella .

“I am Glenn. This is Elias, Daniel, Darius and Donald.” During the chaos and fear of the night before, they had all seemed as one to me, brother beasts, with glowing amber eyes. Now, in the morning light, I could see the subtle differences. Glenn was the oldest and the clear leader of the pack. He was tall with ink-black hair tinged with silver and had a forthright manner. Elias was the brawniest of the five and by far the angriest. His massive chest was covered in thick swirls of chestnut hair. He seemed the most beast-like. Donald had yet to speak. He was tall and sinewy. His hair was a light brown which only emphasized the amber of his eyes.