Millennium Wolves Book 2 Novels & Stories

"I know. It's time . . ." "Time for what!" Simon hissed as he rudely interrupted their conversation. "As much as I'd love to continue our chit-chat with you Authority Warrior, I'm afraid the time is running out. We shall retire for the night. But I believe we will still see each other very soon. The 11th of May, 2011, a month from now, the Black Wolf Clan will be back again to deliver the Phase 2. Until then, have a pleasant night, White Clan Warrior." Satyr said as one fey moved and started to switch on the engine of the boat. The other fey moved to press the button and closed the hood on the boat.

I snarled, circling and searching. Give up. I told Nikal He let out a loud growl. Where was she? Another growl ripped from my chest, deep and feral. The night belonged to wolves. And she had run into it. I prowled at the edge of the clearing, my muscles tense and nostrils flaring as I searched for any trace of her. The moon glowed brightly overhead. The equinox night raged inside me. And somewhere in the dark— Mila was running. **

Wrong. I turned just in time to see them. The warped wolves surged through the smoke like nightmares given form. Their bodies moved with terrifying speed and coordination, cutting straight through the confusion. They ignored everyone else. They went straight for her. “KAYE,” I roared. She fought them, silver blazing as she struck and tore pathogen matter free, but there were too many. Clawed hands locked around her arms and shoulders. She twisted and screamed my name as they dragged her backward toward the treeline.

I looked around and saw the chaos unfold. Mama met the first wave head-on. Her body blurred as she shifted—Zerina, her massive white wolf, erupted in a flash of golden light. She leapt into the air, jaws clamping down on the neck of the first rogue mid-leap. She twisted, slammed him to the ground, and whirled again. Daddy shifted seconds later, Zyan’s silvery-black fur streaking through the trees like a shadow. He didn’t hesitate. One rogue down, then two. The glow from their bodies pulsed with each movement—gods at war.

“You could end it, you know. Pick a winner. Let them live.” I snort. If only it were that easy. “Find me one who can last past the third sunrise, and maybe I’ll consider it.” Her presence flickers in front of me, like a whisp of smoke. “You’ve gone soft. I can smell it on you.” “Must be your imagination. The only thing soft here is the ground after the corpses hit it.” She chuckles and fades, leaving the back of my skull blessedly empty. I straighten, scanning the new arrivals. A witch crying into her hands. Two wolves are already posturing for dominance. A human, brave or stupid, probably both, trying to look like she belongs. Typical.

Certainly in werewolf communities. A wolf was a proud and territorial animal. That’s why between Alpha’s who weren’t from the same summit, there were always testosterone driven stand-offs. I remember when Pernwél told me about her first encounter with Alpha Zane at Green Valley, the same way I recalled Beta Nico. Normally ranked wolves gave me shudders, after what happened at my old pack. How things can change, I thought. Now, I, myself was mated to one, becoming Beta of Grey Moon. “All that is necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.” Jake burst through my thoughts carrying wise words on his tongue.

They were able to infiltrate the Hotel within minutes. Helicent was the first inside, shooting Vampire after Vampire with a shotgun loaded with ultraviolet. Lyall followed just behind her. They might not adore each other, but they are mated. And Lyall couldn’t help but protect Helicent with his life, she is despite everything, his Wolf Tamer.

Power will change, Revenge will change But the only thing that will not change will be . . . The Resurrection of the Thunder wolf. Next book titled : Thunder wolf ( book 2)

“It’s all I want to be. In fact, I don’t even want to be a psychic. I just want to write books and enjoy life.” “Then, we’ll do our best to make sure things stay that way,” Noah said with conviction. “Oscar and Kenzie will focus on finding and tagging the lone wolves with record speed and I’ll try to stop by while they’re gone to check on you. Snow will be your constant companion.” I looked at Snow and shuddered. “Give him a chance,” Kenzie softly said. “I’ll bet that, once you move past the fact that he’s a wolf that lives in the wild, he’s really sweet.”

"Your soul belongs here. We have been guiding you since the day you were born. It is time." "Time for what?" I shifted my weight to test the ground. The blood held my boots like something thickened past moving, refusing to release. "Time to kill the Millennium Wolf," the voice said. "The bloodline that can unlock the abyss of the underworld." The words landed in my chest and sat there without moving.