Into The Wild Chapter 16 Novels & Stories

They nod at my answer and give me another sad smile before placing a kiss on either side of my head. "If you don't mind I would like to take a nap, I'm exhausted" I say to them with a small smile "Okay, yell if you need anything" my mom says before exiting with my mother Ugh. This day went nothing like I had hoped it would, but Ava was right. I was bound to find out about their secrecy affairs sooner or later. I let out a sigh as I kick my shoes off and slide underneath my blanket. Maybe I can sleep this away. -

In a flash of an eye all three of them were dire wolves running through the woods, wild, free. Not for long, Pearl knew she needed to go back to the mortal realm and save Ethan. END OF BOOK 1

My teeth were growing sharp and my eyes glowed again. I was afraid that somebody will find me like this and if they did, then I'm done. I returned into the forest way. I tried hard to hold my pain and the cravings. At the same time, I saw a doe passing by. I don't know when I saw that doe I couldn't control my wild cravings anymore.

Making my way to the forest that lined the side of the pack house, I stripped out of my clothes, hid them behind a bush, and shifted, giving Jasper complete control. The moment I did, I retreated to the back of my mind, letting him have some time alone. I watched as he caught sight of a rabbit. Jasper's primal instinct took over as he chased the rabbit. His muscles flexed, and his claws dug into the dirt as he ran. Feeling wild and free, he was in his element. Although the rabbit eventually escaped, Jasper was unfazed. He lifted his head and let out a triumphant howl, reveling in the joy of the chase.

Chapter 7 The moonlight filtered through the thick canopy of trees, though this helped me find my path clearly, it didn't help that I'll be in the spotlight, so some rogue or beast may prey on me. Nonetheless, I continued running, with 3ach step, my paws pounded against the dirt, carrying me deeper into the wilderness. The wind whipped through my fur, carrying with it the scents of the forest—damp earth, sharp pine, and the distant scent of the pack, growing fainter with each passing moment.

Together, they explore the vast wilderness, embarking on thrilling adventures while forging bonds that withstand the test of time. In Sasha's wise guidance, Zelda finds a mentor and a mother figure, offering sage advice and nurturing her growth within the pack. Through the pack's collective wisdom, she learns the intricacies of their dynamic, the unwritten rules that govern their interactions, and the beauty of their unyielding loyalty. And so, Zelda becomes an integral part of the pack—a cherished member of this tightly-knit family. Through Sasha's introduction, she finds her place among the wild hearts, sharing in their triumphs and supporting one another through the trials that lie ahead.

"And the Guest is already clearing the path for us. The snow in the north is starting to melt, Mom. The ice is crying." ​The hook was set. The 168th chapter ended with the sound of a thousand footsteps hitting the pavement in perfect unison. We were leaving the sanctuary to find the origin of the scream.

They pitied me for years while I planned a future that never existed. Tears blur everything. I trip over a root and fall hard, scraping my knees, but I push up and keep going. The dress tears at the hem. I do not stop to fix it. I just want to disappear. The trees grow thicker here. I realize I have crossed the border into the Wildlands. Neutral territory. Rogues. Dangerous wolves who answer to no pack. Normally that thought would terrify me. Right now it feels like exactly where I belong. Let something out here end this nightmare.

The doors rattled as something hit them from the outside. *[End of Chapter 16 ]*

Chapter 1: The Howl in the Forest The ancient woods whispered secrets as I pushed through the underbrush, my boots sinking into the damp earth beneath a canopy of towering pines. Moonlight filtered through the leaves in silvery shafts, casting an ethereal glow that made the night feel alive, pulsing with hidden energy. I had come to this remote mountain town for solitude after the betrayal in the city—my ex-fiancé’s lies still stinging like fresh wounds. As a wildlife photographer, I told myself this assignment was perfect: capturing rare nocturnal creatures for a prestigious magazine. But deep down, I knew I was running from the emptiness that had settled in my chest, the longing for someth