Loup Garou Le Jeu Novels & Stories

They stand up in no time to look back at the big creature that blocked the blue sky. "Arayan!" Luna immediately hid behind Arayan when they saw a werewolf. He tried to protect the princess but the werewolf repelled him and grabbed Luna by the clothes to lift her into the air. "Let her go!" Arayan shouted while beating the werewolf on its body. The wolf retaliated with a loud shout, almost sweeping him away with the force of the wind that came out with saliva. "Please, take this sweet and let me go!" Luna presented her food thinking the werewolf would accept it.

Alessia repeated, her voice uncertain. The Time Keeper nodded and raised his hand. A delicate bracelet appeared, floating in the air before her. It was simple yet beautiful, with a thin silver chain and a single gem that shimmered like captured starlight. "This bracelet will guide you," he said. "You have 31 days to complete your task. Find the human whose soul is intertwined with yours. Only they can bring your spirit fully back to life. When the task is complete, the bracelet will cut, and your path to life will open."

Lamberto growled, his arm snapping up. And the gun went off.

They were both challenging each other to prove who was the strongest. Amoux jumped, grabbing Loup by the neck, but luckily he only grabbed the skin and fur, not causing any damage, just the pain of the bite. This was it, they were both lost in the fight, that they blacked out, charging against each other like rabid dogs. Fur here, blood there and the occasional yelping after a growl took over the silent night. ‘Stop, Loup. No more!’ I ordered him to stop. He froze in place, shaking his head and getting out of the trance, but Amoux didn’t stop. He charged one last time, injuring us gravely.

I wanted to be dead and I wanted to be dead now because this pain was unbearable and it was cruel. "You stole my mate," Luca ground out as I felt a jolt in my side where he forced the knife and I could see my blood pooling at my feet as I moved my hand over the wound. He then forced the knife into my stomach and dragged it down before pulling it out and put it against my throat. His eyes were now charcoal and his claws were making an appearance. He put his lips against my ear and whispered, "you tried to steal my pups, murder my best friend and ruin my pack. You kidnapped two innocent children and you are one sick man."

It might not be necessary to shift, and it will be much easier to fight if I’m not wearing a dress. As soon as I’m dressed, I step outside and immediately hear a snarl. I turn to the left and there is a brown rogue wolf stalking towards me. You can always identify the rogues because they look mangey and deranged, like a dog who’s been abused and beaten. His fur is filthy, with a few patches missing, and he smells like vulture vomit. The combination of death and decay mixed with the burning, acidic scent of vomit is the worst possible combination.

He pressed his lips together nodding as Seth hit me in the back of the head. "Oh My God you don't have to be so mean Nathan" He exclaimed "You're an real asshole. I like you" Cate said as Luca chuckled "I'm glad you know. So are we gonna play or you're gonna annoy me?" I asked shoving my hands in my pockets. "Course. $10 per game and each person gotta pay $10 so the opposing team have even amount of money" Avery said "We can pay but I hope you're all prepared to lose" Seth said smirking at me.

The light fades, leaving only silence. Finally, the Herald’s voice breaks through the air, echoing from everywhere and nowhere at once. “The Game has claimed its due. Garrin Holt, eliminated. The Mirror Game is concluded.” Liora’s cry tears through the hall. I pull her to her feet, gripping her shoulders. “We have to go. The longer we stay, the worse it’ll get.” She nods. Together, we back away from the mirrors. Their surfaces remain still, but I can feel them watching, waiting for the next one to fall.

Sex with your soul mate, a lupus garou, was nothing short of magical. Once more, Darien’s hot gaze raced over her. His body yearned for her with a desperation she could identify with, and she longed to heighten the sensation by shouting for another climax. Yet he restrained her, claiming and possessing her in order to make her his for as long as they both lived. She adored what it meant to be a lupus garou: the intensity of their passion, their unbreakable link that was greater than their familial one, and their insatiable desire.

Within seconds I was in Laura's Dm. I tapped the link.. It led to a game, The Harvest. It sounded like some lame farm game. "Start game", I hesitated a bit before finally selecting that option. "Howdy!", The game's mascot appeared at her screen. "What would you like your player name to be?" "Tch!... I just wanna find Laura!", I yelled at the phone. "Name too long, sorry..." "Arghhh!... Stupid game!.. my name is Belle, Belle Franchester!"