Grave Robbers Chronicles Novels & Stories

He wanted them to get all the treasures for him. Alpha Robert looked at the Old Alpha I'm disgust. His greediness knows no bounds despite his old age. "Well, I think whatever your men are able to take will belong to you, don't you think?" Alpha Robert raised an eyebrow at him. He nodded. That is exactly what he wanted. "Yes, I think that it's good." He laughed. Alpha Adrian frowned. "But it won't be fair. My men are not many so I am not able to sacrifice a lot. What if they are not able to take anything due to the huge amount of men from another pack?" He asked, glaring at Alpha Ken.

“They’re cast by something brighter.” The Shadow Beneath the Stone A knock echoed at the chamber door—urgent, rapid. Xavier tensed, immediately alert. Ceres stepped back just as the door opened, and a bloodied guard stumbled in. “Sire—there’s been an incident. The royal tomb beneath the northern wall has been broken into.” Xavier’s heart dropped. “The tombs?” “Yes. And... the Wolf Crown is gone.” Ceres felt ice stab her lungs. “What?” she whispered. “Who would dare—”

Leslie repeated, more clearly this time. Gunnar let out a short, sharp laugh, but there was nothing normal about it. “No,” he said, shaking his head. “No, that’s not acceptable.” “I’m not asking you to accept it,” she said. “I’m telling you the truth Alpha” “That’s not good enough,” he snapped. Leslie turned fully to face him now, her expression serious. “This isn’t something you can fight your way out of,” she said. “Gravemaw rogues are different. Their bite carries an infection that spreads through the system. It shuts everything down slowly.”