Into The Wild Novels & Stories

He greeted them. Feeling slightly nervous that he could hardly breathe, he started. “My people, listen well and listen carefully. I am standing before you as not your leader but your comrade and family. In the recent tragedies that have come, I am well aware of the sorrows, doubt, and fear that pierces through your heart, but let your wolf hunt tonight for this has been the day we have persevered and reclaimed our land. For evil is not far...” he cleared his throat as dread started settling in deep within him.

Guess I couldn't go back with this head on my body. I couldn't move my legs anymore, I felt like I didn't even have legs to walk. I just feel like someone had splashes a hot liquid on my face, it's fucking irritating when it passed through my forehead and to my cheek. It passed down my cheek and touched ground making it to look red. It's blood!

When I raised my face from the floor, I was once again alone in my room. Shaking my head to get rid of the crazy memory, I walked out of the bathroom. Staying in this room is definitely going to make me go crazy, so I picked up my sneakers, and entered the indoor gym. I climbed the tread mill and started off slow, but I wasn't feeling the pain, my muscles weren't aching just how I wanted them to. I increased it yet I wasn't feeling anything. I kept increasing it until all the muscles in my body became numb but I kept going, kept going until the treadmill began to slow down that when I noticed Baron in the room. I tried to step down from the treadmill but my muscles disagreed with me. I slump

Men with bare tops, women who are busy with their chores, and children who are distracted from playing. “Welcome to Canis Lupus, Sierra.” Summer said before those people attacked me.

I could scream Mira's name until my throat gives out, and maybe, maybe, someone would feel sorry enough to open it a crack. But I know exactly what they'd do if they did. They'd kill me and call it law. So I push myself up. My ribs scream. My lip has crusted over and cracks when I breathe. The hole where the bond used to be feels like a missing tooth, and my tongue keeps going back to it. I don't cry. I'm out of tears, and I'm too angry for them anyway. I start walking before fear can catch up with me. *** The Wildlands are nothing like the forest I grew up in.

He had lived his entire life in the wild, but there was still a part of him that longed for something more. He began to feel a pull, a yearning deep within his soul. It was as if the very essence of his being was calling out to him, urging him to explore new horizons and discover new experiences. And then, one day, he heard it. A distant howl, carried on the wind. It was a call that he couldn't ignore, a call that filled him with excitement and anticipation. Shadow knew that he had to answer the call of the wild. He gathered his pack together, and together they set off in search of the source of the howl.

“You’ve got the pieces. And you’ve got us to guide you. But W.I.L.D. is also something you become through experience, through trust, and through embracing every part of yourself.” Serenya exhaled, feeling the weight of the day, the forest, the lessons, and the truth of their words settle inside her. “I… think I get it. Watchfulness, Instinct, Learning, Determination. W.I.L.D.” Solana’s presence thrummed in agreement. And you will carry it, little one. Not just for yourself… but for all who depend on you. Cheyenne ruffled her hair playfully. “Good. Now let’s see if that W.I.L.D. mind of yours can handle one more drill before sunset.”

“Shh, it’s okay. I’m right here, Ava. Don’t be scared. As long as I’m here, no one will ever hurt you again.” I stood frozen in the hallway, my face pale and my heart sinking. Conning, cheating, and stealing… Wasn’t all of that just to keep us alive back then? If I hadn’t resorted to stealing medicine to save his life, I wouldn’t have been beaten so badly that I lost my eyesight forever… Back in my room, I pulled out my phone, and the robotic text-to-speech voice of the accessibility mode began reading the incoming notification. “Ella, would you be willing to take part in the clinical trial to treat both your eyes? It’ll take quite a while, though.”

After I was reborn, I burned every photo I had with Natalie Landers and tore up the three years' worth of love letters Kristen Rhodes had written me. In my last life, I'd been nothing but a joke caught between those two women. Natalie swore she loved me, but the moment I gave up my study-abroad spot for her, she left the country with Freddy Palmer. Before she left, she wrote me a letter, saying, "He needs me more than you do." I spent three months falling apart. Kristen brought me dinner every night and told me, "I've waited eight years for you." Once we were together, she came home on time every evening and never so much as looked at another man. I thought I'd finally bet on the right

He took her to the tree line, where the grass gave out and the dark started. "Shoes off," he said. "I'm not wearing shoes." "Then feel the ground." The grass was cold and soaked and it squelched between her toes, and she felt ridiculous, and she did it anyway. Wilder stopped in front of her. Close. Close enough that under the pine and the rain she caught plain soap, and warm skin, and wolf. "Close your eyes." "No." "Close them, Maya." She did. "Listen." Wind in the needles. An owl, somewhere left. Her own heart, going too fast.