Hal From Call Of The Wild Novels & Stories

"Did you think a little falling rock would kill a woman who survived the reign of Kaelen’s grandfather? I know the secret tunnels of that mountain better than the rats do, little bird." "How did you get here?" Leo asked, his hand instinctively moving to his dagger. "I followed the scent of starlight," Hala said, pointing a gnarled finger at me. "I told you, Elara... the Alpha was mourning a ghost. Now, he is a ghost. But you... you are the dawn."

Every heartbeat, every rustle of leaves, every distant cry of animals seemed amplified. Kael moved with silent precision, his golden eyes scanning the forest ahead as though expecting danger at any moment. “Today,” he said quietly, “you will meet others from beyond Hawthorne Ridge. Some are allies, some are rivals, and some are neither. Their presence will test your instincts, your control, and your ability to navigate the complexities of the wolf world.”

The jungle beckoned, and the Worgan nosed it's way in, found the scent, and uttered a deep, chesty growl. Foliage swayed, and the Worgan felt a momentary downdraft as the master's aircar passed over some nearby trees. Though not fully sentient, not yet anyway, Worgans were highly evolved animals. Horth knew the master liked to be in on the kill and slowed his pace accordingly. There was no need for concern. Like all such prey, the female had expanded most of her strength during the early stages of the hunt. The animal could take her whenever he chose.

An alpha wolf was approaching, and we did not recognize who it was. "Is it a white wolf?" asked Ivan. Allen smiled, seeing Ivan's eyes and the worry he felt for his daughter vanished. "It's a beta white wolf, and it's wearing a golden scarf on its muzzle," said Dominik smiling. Alania was running at a shocking speed. Her fur looked shiny with the reflection of the moon, her strides were big, and her speed was as if she was riding the very wind. Hansen felt proud of her. He knew she was a prodigy, a unique woman in every way, but seeing her in all her splendor was something he never thought would happen.

I asked. He turned to me with a perplexed look. “What do you mean?” “There was a red wolf that kept making rounds in the distance last night. They were howling at the moon loudly as well.” I cringed. “Ah, you mustn't have realized. That was the Alpha, Duncan.” My expression dropped at the mention of the man. Yes, he had also been a red wolf, but in the night, I hadn’t thought he would come around to check. Neo didn’t say anything else about the matter, neither did the two of us.

Although the size of his wolf would make anyone tremble, I felt more comfortable, even safer, in his presence. He raced towards the door, and as soon as his body slammed against it, the door collapsed, and he rushed outside, leaving me alone in the bar with nothing but a newfound determination to uncover the demons that haunted the formidable Alpha Aeros Hawthorne.

When our paws touched the ground on the other side of the ravine my wolf came to a halt as she realized Alpha Caleb didn’t follow suit. Turning we looked back over the ravine at Alpha Caleb who stood at the edge off the ravine with his nose in the air like he was smelling something and that’s when my wolf took the scent in too. The smell of rotten eggs flooded all my senses, and I knew the rogues were close.

I could finally take over as Alpha if I did. 'We attended the mating ceremony, and it was a spectacular event. However, not long after arriving, I smelled the most alluring scent I had ever smelled before - vanilla and honey. I followed the scent to no avail. I didn't understand why my mate's scent kept disappearing. Surely, she could smell my scent too, which would make her follow me.'

Did he say mates? Did you say mates? I did. Listen. Don't freak, but I'm going to move up beside you. And I won't look like me. A ribbon of thrill snaked through her. Everything she'd read so far in the book came rushing back to her on a tidal wave of excitement. She sat perfectly still, watching from the corner of her eye as a large animal moved softly into her peripheral range. She turned her head slightly and her eyes widened. A huge black-pelted animal moved casually until it was on the porch right next to her. About the size of a Great Pyrenees dog, it could have been one of the drawings in the book come to life.

I wonder what my face looked like. "I'm going home early. I'll see you two tomorrow." I whispered. I didn't think they'd hear me, but they did. Alastor sat down and barked a goodbye. Gedeon stretched again, lifting his butt into the air and his head between his paws. He was so weird. I turned and dialed a number for a taxi. I wasn't taking any chances. I walked out of the zoo right before I heard hallow howling of two huge wolves.