Killing Sacred Cows Novels & Stories

"You're telling me that you still don't have an idea who's been killing the animals in the Sacred Forest?" The pack elders remained silent, their eyes faces frozen in tiny squares. Fury coiled tight in my chest, heavy and deliberate, the kind that didn't require any yelling. I moved my boots off the desk and leaned forward, letting them see the calm that raged before the storm. "Are you all fucking with me?" The room immediately exploded with noises, the elders' voices echoing through the large TV which irritated my wolf to no end. Before I left, I had tasked them to find out the culprits responsible for killing the animals in the Sacred Forest.

She had simply been standing at the center of something ancient without understanding it. Darius seemed to track the same thought across her expression. “Yes,” he said quietly. “It is.” Not dismissive. Not blaming. Just honest. Sella pushed herself slowly upright from her chair beside the fire. “The dangerous part,” she murmured, “is that wolves are beginning to remember sacred law was originally meant to protect the pack from corruption.” Her eyes darkened slightly. “Not protect corruption from the pack.” A chill moved through the room because every wolf there understood exactly how explosive that idea could become.

I would never be able to forget how Amy's small hands clawed desperately for breath as she turned purple. Nor would I ever be able to forget how Sam clamped a hand over my mouth when I tried to call the police, nor how he told me, "We can have another child, so don't kill my mother." I would never forget how they worked together with those charlatans they called exorcists, and how I was struck with a "holy scepter" until I died. Hatred surged through my chest like a tidal wave, and for a split second, I wanted nothing more than to storm into the kitchen, grab a knife, and butcher that venomous old hag where she stood.

He talked about injustice and resistance to wrongdoing rulers. "Let's start this musical party with humanity. The anarchy that will not fall against the law. Give them a few examples, okay?" asked Big K to the crowd. The excitement was blaring at Clofus Stadium. "Let's make some fuck'n noise!" shouted Big K in a growling voice again. "Give me the wall!" Big K meant by the wall was the Wall of Death. Parental advisory explicit content, yes! If you don't have the guts, don't try to enter the wall of death too!

As the leader of the spies said those words, everyone's attention was on him and continued to anticipate what he would say next. “He has-” *coughs* “He has something that could kill you even with all of your power. Typically, you can not be killed by us- mere werewolves. But he has something hidden, something sacred.” He said, as his coughs increase with each sentence.

I have never heard Kai speak at this length before. "Do you think—?" Zarek doesn't finish his sentence but we all understand him. His eyes dart around the room. His jaw clenches. The killings that have been happening in the pack for a while now are deeply connected to this. "The killings are human sacrifices to create this deadly infection," I answer.

Elena was unaffected by her father's words because she is rude to her father's cruel words and now it didn't pierce her heart like they used to do but Aiden was seething in anger to hear such words about her lady love. "I suggest you keep your mouth shut and I hope you are aware of what damage I can bring to your pack," Aiden said smirking at Brian who knows very well that Aiden was not a normal man and he could take him down without any mercy. Brian was the one who supported Aiden and Elena's love relationship because he wants to hold some leverage against Elena and if the words go out then Alpha Zane would kill Aiden and Brian both. Aiden was not afraid to die for his love but Brian was ve

“But she can’t be a sacred one without a wolf.” “And have you ever seen a sacred one born without an arm?” Finn asks. “Because I haven’t. It’s not in any of the history books, nothing. Sacred ones are supposed to be just that,” he says as he takes his flask out if his pocket, “Sacred.” I watch as my two men go back and forth about Mia, my confusion only growing. It’s true her wolf may be absent but doesn’t necessarily mean she doesn’t have one at all. She is also definitely a sacred one; the hair alone proves that. Sacred ones have spread the rumor that white hair means a curse because they were once hunted. Many sacred ones have mystical powers.

I yelled back as I stood in front of Praya. ‘It’s none of our concerns whether you want this or not. You are the sacred wolf, it’s already ordained to be that way. But we will put an end to it.’ he growled, ‘We will kill you right here.’ “But the evil that is to come, how will it be stopped when I’m not alive anymore?” I shot back. ‘We will be able to handle that when the time comes.’ I could see that reasoning with them was pointless. They were bent on killing me, and nothing was going to change their mind about it.

Grandpa said, his expression aggrieved. The room froze. My stomach twisted. I’d never heard of something so brutal. How could someone do that? Who is powerful enough to do such a thing? And to entirely wipe out an entire pack? For a long moment, no one spoke, until Theo beside me, who had been quiet the entire time, finally spoke. “I’ve heard of that method of killing before in one of the books. But it was ages ago. The matter of killing was named as ‘Cleansing’, carried on by the first blood of werewolves.”