Josh Wendigo Novels & Stories

They wore matching outfits; Josh was dressed in a neat silver tuxedo while Yang Tinxue wore a black gown with a bit of silver and a transparent stiletto. They walked forward, greeting Mr. Wu who came to welcome them. "Happy Birthday, Master Wu. I wish you many more years." Josh went ahead and greeted Old Wu, who sat at the Main table. The Old man squinted his eyes and nodded, "hmm, Thank you. You are?" Josh awkwardly laughed, "I am Josh Mel, Master Wu. My parents could not make it, I am here on their behalf." "Oh, you are little Mel's Grandson. I was an acquaintance of your Grandfather, how is your father doing?" Master Wu asked glancing at him.

Hector says as he holds him by the arm. The man looks down at his arm, making Hector retreat his hand quickly. "My name is Hunter Black. Alpha of the Blood Moon Pack of the North. You enslaved my sister. I am only here to take her back. Your death and the downfall of your pack are not of my concern." he says, making Alpha Hector DiMarco's eyes widen in shock.

"If I remember correctly, your business in Merchant City got disrupted and interfered with by someone more than a month ago. Why did you come out now?" Wendy's true question was obvious. Thomas had been meddling with Joshua's business, so why did Joshua want to help Thomas repeatedly? Joshua knew what she was asking about. He curled up his lips and smiled. "Because I have a cousin. His family name is Howard." Wendy fell silent at this response. She bit her lip and looked at the drunk Thomas, then at Joshua once more. It never occurred to her that Joshua and Thomas were related. Looking at them…there were a few similarities between the two men.

They were headed back into the forest, fading the further away they got from the grizzly scene. "Thanks." Chloe replied before taking off in the same direction, ignoring Sierra shouting at her to stop. — "He's stable. I've given his wolf a boost to help with the healing but he's going to be out of action for a week at least." Lucas didn't answer immediately, his blue-gold eyes watching his best friend who lay in his bed, wrapped up like a mummy and almost as pale as the sheets he lay on. There was a two year age difference between them but they had been as thick as thieves since the day they could both walk. They had served in the West Yorkshire police together and joined the law enforcement

It echoes all around us, making it impossible to know where the voice is coming from. “The wendigo,” Easton and I say at the same time. “Do you have a silver knife?” I ask Easton. “Of course.” He reaches into his pocket and pulls one out, handing it to me. I give it to Lucas, knowing he has the best chance of all of us to cut out the thing’s heart. “The wendigo is high on demonic energy, making it ten times harder to kill. We need to get you out of here now.”

His perceptiveness always left me impressed. I nodded. “He had some history with my grandmother. Or maybe he just hated that she was a witch.” “That’s strange, because the Josh I know is someone who loves researching witchcraft; he finds witches fascinating. For him to hate your grandmother enough to...” “Bill, shut up,” Akai nudged Bill’s arm. We stepped aside, hands clasped behind our backs to make way for the man stepping out of the car. Josh Morgan. His hair was flecked with silver, he had no mate, yet he still looked healthy and powerful. He wore dark sunglasses that obscured his eyes. He looked straight ahead, not glancing at us as he passed.

My father and I watched as Casey and Bredon snapped silver and wolfsbane coated shackles onto the Wendigo and hoisted him up into the air. Bredon and Casey took precautions seeing to it that his legs were well secured. I don't know how many tranquilizers Bredon had given the beast but he was basically in a comatose state through the entire transport. Bredon walked to the table in the corner and picked up syringe and blowtorch. ”Great you could join us, my King.” Bredon acknowledged my father. “You ready to wake him up, gentlemen?” Bredon Inquire with a smirk.

Evander Vasileon was the first Alpha King who sat in the Moonlight Throne, uniting the three other thrones from different areas of the wilding forest, and from there, the Vasileon’s lineage started to rule… not until the moon’s rage. “Do you understand the words written in that book?” My mind already had its focus on this book when suddenly a voice boomed behind my back. A man unfamiliar to me stood tall with a smug smile on his face. I have no idea who this man is, but one thing is for sure, he is not a normal werewolf but a high one, his clothes could vouch for that. Now, I fully couldn't go back on reading so I folded the book and stood.

"My lord, when shall we launch our assault on the werewolves? The time is ripe, and our forces are ready." Simon, the enigmatic leader with an air of authority, leaned back in his ornate chair. His eyes glowed with a predatory gleam as he considered the unfolding scenario. "Patience, my loyal followers. We have a new weapon at our disposal, thanks to Joey's ingenious approach. Before we unleash our full might, let us play a game with our unsuspecting adversaries."

She says with a smirk. I growl and grab her by the neck. My wolf is pushing forward, he growls. Her face is pale, and she looks at me confused. I fight for control and force him to the back of my mind. I’m about to tell her something, but a mind link stops me. “Bro, where are you,” Josh asks through the mind link. “I went for a walk and needed some air,” I reply. “Okay, have u seen Mariah by any chance,” he asks.