Howl 4 Mga Nobela at Kwento

#HAREM_OF_LUST 🔞 #CHAPTER_4 🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊 🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊 🕊🕊🕊🕊🕊 🕊🕊🕊 🕊🕊 🕊 #OMNICIENT_POV 👳

The shadows of my painful past darkened my world, threatening to destroy the moment of peace. I couldn’t stay still and asked further, my hands shaking so badly that the words almost didn’t form. “Who has attacked us, Stacy?” She looked at me, her lips pressing together. “I don’t know for sure. But I think it’s a powerful pack. Everyone is scared.” The floor trembled again as the growl tore through the air, louder this time, making my heart stumble over its rhythm. A name hit me hard out of nowhere. The Ember Howl Pack!

Emily whispers, “Oh my god…” Noah pulls me closer, his thumb brushing my shoulder in slow circles. “And he said…” My voice cracks. “He said Noah has to die.” Noah’s grip tightens, but he stays calm... for me. Mom closes her eyes, pain flickering across her face. When she opens them again, she looks older. Tired. Like she’s been carrying this fear for years. “Raven,” she says softly, “the Hallow has always wanted a permanent vessel. A perfect one.”

“Its energy interacts with yours. Focus on me.” She tried. She tried to anchor on the sound of his voice, on the warmth of his presence, on the shadows brushing against her skin like a protective cloak. But the rift pulsed again— once, twice— and the air shifted. A sound came through. Soft at first. Barely audible. But unmistakable. A howl. Not like Erevan’s shadows. Not like anything from the Night Realm. A wolf’s howl. Aria’s heart stopped. The Watchers stiffened.

Ethan POV The howl cut through the night like a blade, sharp and piercing. I was already on my feet before the sound had fully faded into the darkness, my body moving on pure instinct. My heart slammed against my ribs as another howl answered from deeper within the forest, then another, and another. Three. No… four distinct voices now weaving together in a haunting chorus. These weren’t ordinary wolves announcing their territory or calling to the moon. They were searching. Hunting. The primal edge to each cry sent a clear message that resonated straight through my bones.

The hunters, three cold, sharp points of malice, the wolves and a wild hungry buzz. But there was more, fourth presence, it was not cold or wild, it was… empty like a void. It stood apart, waiting. Like the shadow from the Heartspring. Her eyes snapped open. “There are four.” Kael leaned forward. “Four what?” “Four out there. Three hunters. And a fourth… something else. A void. Waiting.” Kael’s face went still. “A Watcher. They brought a Watcher.” “What’s that?” Ronan asked.

"They aren't here!" Suddenly, the frantic scraping of our search was violently interrupted. It started low, a deep, chest-rattling vibration that seemed to shake the very floorboards beneath our feet. Then, it erupted. It wasn't the high-pitched, raspy screech of a human zombie. It was a massive, thunderous, bone-chilling howl that tore through the night sky just outside the walls of the lodge. It was a werewolf’s roar, but it was distorted, gurgling with wet, corrupted rage, carrying an alpha’s terrifying authority twisted by the black sickness.

he whispered, his voice barely audible. “Yes,” I growled, baring my teeth. “You are done, Killian Price.” I lunged at him again, my jaws snapping inches from his throat, but before I could land the final blow, the ground shook violently. The tremor wasn’t from me—it was something much bigger. From the north, a wave of wolves surged over the hill, their howls cutting through the chaos. My eyes darted to the horizon, and I saw them charging forward in perfect formation. There were hundreds moving as one unstoppable force.

The next day, I was awakened by the sound of a howl. When I went to check, it was coming from the wolf from yesterday. "Why are you howling of a sudden? They'll find you if you keep doing that," I said with a yawn. "I guess you feel better now huh?" Then as I went to stand up, the wolf suddenly moved and I felt my body pushed down to the ground. Its face, although not friendly nor hostile, was full of curiosity as it just stared at me.

My voice sounded doubtful in my own ears. Suddenly Hugo pushed me until my back slammed into the nearest wall. He locked me there with his arms. My breath catches. “I'm a vampire, yes.” Hugo's words made me smile; but just for a little while. “I'm a wolf-shifter… also the lion-shifter and tiger-shifter. I have four entities at once.” My heart beats wildly. My breath is still not stable. “But—!” “I also have a subordinate of four creatures and… you know what? Some of them are at the base you talking about.”