Hawke X Fenris Novels & Stories

I say. "Then we end this." We approach the fortress. The gates are open, inviting us in. Fenris knows we are coming. "Trap," Kael says. "Probably. But it is a trap we have to spring." We enter. The fortress is dark, cold. Torches flicker with blue flame. The walls are carved with scenes of the shadow witch's rise and fall. At the center of the main hall, Fenris waits. He is tall, his fur dark as night, his eyes burning red. He wears a crown of black iron.

I would emerge the winner. “Angie, you don’t have to do this you know. You hate killing other animals” my best friend Devon said. I stared at him from where I stood in front of my dresser. He was seated on my bed directly opposite my dresser and I could see him in the mirror without turning. I met his icy blue eyes with my bright green ones. “But I do have to do this. It’s the only way to make sure that we return back to the pack’s good graces”

she whispered. A low growl answered her question, coming from ahead. The growl grew louder, followed by the sound of claws scraping against stone. Olivia’s breath hitched as a pair of glowing eyes appeared in the darkness. “It seems they’ve planned for more than just men,” Victor whispered, with a smirk on his lips. The creature stepped into the light; a massive wolfhound with black fur and bared fangs, its eyes fixed on them. Olivia’s fingers tightened around her gun as fear passed through her.

“Are you under attack, Fran?” I was able to mirror his smile. “I think we can say so, yeah.” The waiter brought the bill and Harry handed him a black credit card. “How much? I mean, you need me to hold you, kiss you, just rest a casual hand on the small of your back?” “Grab me by the hand to leave.” “That’s subtle.” Harry chuckled softly. “Breathe, Fran. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Or a Haunter. The Haunter Supreme, to be accurate. I was still seeing him. And he was still staring at me, like wishing oh so bad his eyes were knives.

He ran as fast as he could until he reached the west wing of the forest and saw the hunters. He roared; anger was visible in every howl he made, which made the hunter stopped from what they were doing to someone. "The alpha king is here!" The other hunter says, shouting. Drake shifted back as he felt his body weaken due to the tingling sound of the silver weapon by the hunters. He darted his eyes at the woman wearing a white night dress. His forehead knitted as he saw Emily bathed with her blood. She had bruises and was weak. 'D-Drake. . .'

"I come seeking refuge with your pack." I narrowed my eyes, skeptical of his words. "Why should we trust you?" Fenris took a step forward, his eyes never leaving mine. "Because I come bearing information," he said. "Information that could save your pack from a great danger." I hesitated, unsure of whether to trust him or not. But I knew that as the alpha, it was my duty to protect my pack at all costs. "Speak," I said, my voice cold and controlled. Fenris took a deep breath, his eyes serious. "There is a group of hunters, more dangerous and well-armed than the ones you just faced. They are heading towards this forest, and they have their sights set on your pack."

''From now on we will do everything together, if you have to go to the bathroom let me know.'' Eros ''Vampire time is different from the outside world so I will be keeping track of things for you guys'' Eros ''I will give you coded names when you are in the castle, you will go by that name'' he said The coded name that Eros gave his team was Bear, Fox, Tiger, Bunny then he came to them masked with the same animal as that name. These mask are magic as long as you are wearing them you can see what the monster looks like.'' Eros

He looked like a Spirit wolf. The Gamma launched at him, but Damien successfully dodged. The Gamma attacked again, and Damien dodged. They were at it for a while with Damien dodging every attack. It was clear Alex didn't want to hurt him. Getting frustrated he turned to mist to attack, but Damien did something no spirit wolf had ever done before. He stood on his hind legs, grabbed the head of the mist and pinned it down. A golden light began to emit from him. The rest of the pack backed away, afraid of being touched by the light. The Gamma became whole again under Damien's paws, and Alex spoke in what seemed like a roar.

Xander stood in the bay, surrounded by a specialized unit of Shadow-Sentinels—lycans and vampires who had sworn a blood-oath to the LNI Mandate. "Target is a decommissioned logging camp," Cassius’s voice crackled over the comms. "Thermal signatures show twenty-four hostiles. They’ve bypassed the LNI 'Dampener-Wards' using a raw blood-ritual. Xander, the leader is a Warg named Fenris-Vane. He was a high-ranking enforcer for the Veil before the Conduit blew. He doesn't want peace. He wants a throne built on bones." "He can have the dirt," Xander growled as the bay doors hissed open.

'I only have an hour to do this, if Auron is already on his way, then that makes it less suspicious if I just teleported to him. "Are you even listening to me?" Hakan yells. "Here, take the statue. I'm done following your orders." Hakan says as he hands it over and starts to walk away. While time passed as Fenrir waits for Auron to show up, he can't help but feel worried about his plan. He knows the consequences if things don't work out, but he is still determined to go through with it. Wolves need to be free from the control of other species, a society where they govern themselves without being worried about outside forces trying to hunt them down.