Grimm Werewolf 소설 & 이야기

Unfortunately, It's apparent that during my summer vacation, I will live in the very place that has impacted my life more than words could fathom alone. The dream... the reality of what occurred one fateful night many years ago is bound to become a reality again, but there is nothing I can do besides cross my fingers and hope for the best. Hoping that night was really a dream, after all. The night where it all began. The night when I was attacked by a monster... The night I was attacked by a man shifting werewolf. With my legs snuggled against my chest and arms wrapped around them securely, I yawn for a bit then tilt my body closer to the window, wincing at the slight pinch of pain that pull

York and Caineghis imitated the act. Soon enough the alleyway crackled and brightened with the orange glow. Arric strode away, and York and Caineghis fell in step with him. Side by side they found their way back to Grieg’s house and found the werewolf on his porch, sitting on the flights of stairs, waiting. He quickly got up when he saw Arric, York, and Caineghis. "Walk with me," Arric said and didn't pause his strides in front of the werewolf's house. "You were telling me about your plans…"

He blinked up through blurry eyes, wiping at his tears, and then— His heart stopped. A monstrous figure loomed above him. "Grahhhhhhhh!" The creature was unlike anything he had ever seen. Towering, grotesque. Three times the size of a normal wolf. Its eyes burned a hellish red, gleaming with an unnatural hunger. Claws, long and curved, glinted under the weak moonlight. Saliva dripped from jagged teeth as it growled, a sound so deep it rattled through Logan’s bones.

Her hair reminded an old warrior werewolf named Grim about blood. As soon as he spotted her, his wolf grew obsessed. He began to follow her around. Each time he spotted her, his jaw would drool and his beast would roar in his chest. Many times he tracked Red to her grandmother’s cabin but remained off in the distance. Other moments, he would shift into human form and attempt to lure her away. Never did she fall for his bait. This made Grim slowly descended into wild madness, losing the last bits of humanity within him.

Within seconds, I stood opposite him on four paws, my fur bristling along my spine. We lunged at each other simultaneously, colliding in mid-air with enough force to shake the floor beneath us. Teeth snapped at throats, claws raked against flesh. We tumbled down the terrace steps and into the forest beyond, a snarling mass of fur and fangs. As we broke apart, circling again, I got my first clear look at Griffin's wolf form in the moonlight. What I saw made me freeze in shock. This was no ordinary werewolf. Griffin's wolf form was larger. It looked like something 'd seen only once before. The realization hit.

“So, about this mind speak thingy…” “Ah, that’s a type of communication magic that all werewolves have. It lets them talk with their pack members,” said John, who finally chose to speak after watching the two in their awkward situation. “Anything you say using that magic can only be heard by those you consider part of your pack. In this case, it’s Young Master Nico and I. Your parents would probably be able to hear you as well, but since there’s a considerable distance, they would likely not.” “Oh, okay…”

Alpha King's POV Jack had found the place where the suspicious werewolves were hiding, so we must go there once. That place was called Haunted Ground, one of our important enemies resided here, they called themselves Sun Soldiers. They had caused a lot of conflicts among the werewolf packs. I suspected that many people in power in the werewolf packs were related to this organization, or were even the leader of this organization. If I couldn't get rid of all the elements of this organization in my administration, I wouldn't be able to sleep well.

I don't know why even though I don't like her, but I feel sad every time I remember Charmaine. Rumor has it that Edward Adler's 20-year-old youngest daughter was born an Omega. Alex explained to me that Omega is a werewolf who can't change himself into his wolf form, because that's why Omega is usually considered weaker than normal werewolves. No one could confirm this rumor because Adler confined his daughter in their fiefdom, only his first son as Alpha's successor was introduced to the public. We both think it's for that reason that Adler was so thirsty for power and strength.

And since he had become the leader of the Nostville coven, there was nothing she had ever been uncertain about. Grim made an effort to stand but pain flooded his right arm and sat down, his eyes going straight to his arms. “Yes, I told you. You would have been dead,” He could see claw marks across his chest but his right arm was worse. It had turned black but the red was coming back. Regular wounds would have closed but supernatural wounds took longer to heal. As he sat still, he caught the scent. The same scent of the werewolf he had perceived before. He got up rapidly, ignoring the pain.

He exhaled slowly. "Werewolf," he said. "We exist alongside humans in every city in the world. Hidden. Organised into packs with hierarchies and laws and politics that have been running for centuries." He held her gaze. "Grimwall has a pack presence. Has had one for decades. Humans never know." "How many," she said. "In Grimwall specifically. Twelve permanent members." He paused. "Plus me." "Plus you," she said. "Who leads them." "Alpha Drak," he said.