Harry Potter Shadow Wolf Animagus Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

They circled each other, gliding with no attention for the world around them. Us. It was us. I smiled, relieved that my instincts were right. But then, the darkness came. A thick, malevolent shadow crept through the trees, reaching for the black wolf. The shadow was relentless, swirling around the black woits tendrils into the wolf’s fur and dragging it away. The silver wolf froze then took off with a mournful howl. aught in hesitation. Then, with a fierce snarl, it lunged forward, its fangs tearing into the shadow until it recoiled and dissipated.

The Headmaster, an imposing older Alpha with silver-streaked hair, welcomed us all. “Here at the Royal Werewolf Academy,” he boomed, “we value strength above status. Every student will undergo a wolf aura assessment before being assigned to dormitories and training classes.” One by one, students stepped onto the raised platform and placed their hands on a large glowing crystal. Bright lights and powerful auras erupted from most of them, earning thunderous applause. Isabella went early, her transformation flawless and dazzling. She shot me a smug look as she stepped down to cheers. When my name was finally called, the hall grew quieter. I walked up to the platform on unsteady legs and placed

I just needed to find a way to make the shadows disappear for longer. The wolf charged at me again, and this time, instead of dodging, I stood my ground. I focused all my energy on creating one final illusion—a huge version of myself, towering over the wolf, radiating light. The wolf skidded to a halt, its eyes widening in confusion as it stared up at the towering figure. For a moment, the shadows around the wolf flickered and weakened, and I seized the opportunity. I sprinted forward, slashing my dagger through the wolf’s side, deeper this time. The beast howled in agony, collapsing to the ground as the shadows around it faded completely.

Said the high priest in a chanting voice, "Erebus, alpha of the alphas, The Silver Lightning, the Lord! And his mate, Kitty the witch of shadow." "Wait! HE was a werewolf?! How does that--" Jacob gasped under his voice and Ann hissed at him-- "SHHHHH!!" "They brought us equality, peace, freedom..." The high priest finally opened his eyes, "And this most wonderful and powerful gift, The Shadow." The magic bubble surrounding the wand was now gone, and The Shadow just lied there on the table, no longer moving. It was never awake. It was still in its deep, sound sleep, after the parish of its first master Kitty, waiting for the next owner to appear.

Her legs burned with each stride she took, her lungs felt like they were on fire and a crippling sensation was curdling in the pit of her stomach. Just when she was about to give up and stare fate in the eye. She collapsed to the ground and watched as Shadow leapt over her, his paws dug into the moist soil upon his landing, his lips drew back with a deadly snarl and he lowered his head growling. Not an inkling of fear radiated off him as he held his position firmly. The large black wolf came to an abrupt halt when he was greeted by Shadow. He slowly started to back away the second he saw Shadow's crimson eyes glowing brilliantly. Shadow snarled and he shifted into his human form.

Until I chose to run to get to the end of the light quickly, that's where I saw an animal-shaped shadow I wanted to ask but was silent. My voice choked in my throat. There was no fear as my body stepped toward the animal's shadow in the light. And when I was sure I got close to the animal, things became more apparent. The light felt from a forest wolf with an unusual size, even more, significant than the size of a werewolf I had ever seen. Its fur is blue and glowing, so bright, "you're lucky," said the wolf to me. I was stunned to hear that voice

*Oh please you want her too,* my wolf teases, as I turn the borrowed car onto the long drive that leads to the packhouse. The pack doesn’t know about my other half and they won’t. Godfrey was extremely clear on that point. As far as they know, I’m actually an 18 year old wolf shifter, nothing more. They know Penelope is a witch, no hiding that. They know she’s not my real mother. I’m a “Shadow in training,” or so went the story. We like it here, and for Dante to have others to hunt with, a sense of brotherhood, means something. This is Harlow’s home and for now, it's ours too.

’ I was curious to know what sort of inquiries could have made Albus lose his spirit like this. ‘Eva and her human… I think they know…’ ‘What? What did you say? What do you think they know?’ ‘They know about me and Arthur… They know you have two wolves inside of you, and they also know,’ he said, his eyes looking sorrowfully at me, ‘that we are Shadow wolves…’ My hands suddenly fell to my side. Despite the rising heat of the water that came out of the shower, I did not stop it… I let the scalding water drip down my body.

The shadow was seen only by that creature, it seemed like it was covering the whole body, and a hoodie covered the face,sitting on a cliff made of stone. There was a very round big glass bowl kept beside, full of water in it. "Xander... it's me Xander." he looked at that shadow and replied. "How did you come here? Where is that girl? " Xander held his tears hard and said, " they killed her." "Has she broken that safety thread that I gave you? " "No, it was tied on her hand but she couldn't hold herself and changed herself into wolf when they provoked her intentionally." "ohh.. it means they already knew about the secret of the thread that it wouldn't work with wolf appearance." the shadow sa

The once-familiar forest now seemed like a labyrinth of uncertainty, every step she took shrouded in a foreboding gloom. "Come out, Shadowmaster!" Claire's voice echoed through the eerie silence, her determination cutting through the oppressive atmosphere. "Show yourself!" A deep, menacing laughter resonated from the darkness, sending shivers down Claire's spine. And then, in a flicker of movement, he appeared. Shadowmaster, a formidable wolf with jet-black fur that seemed to absorb what little light remained. "You have walked straight into my realm, little fire leader," Shadowmaster taunted, his voice dripping with malevolence. "You thought you could outsmart me, but now you are trapped."