Mononoke Wolves Novels & Stories

🐾 Luna Pernwél They had cut off the powersource at the base of the mountain and we had only the candlelight to guide us. My eyesight had changed because of my wolf's nature and seeing in the dark was no longer an obstacle to me. Everyone’s eyes glowed around me, adapting to the darkness. “Every pack member, go to your places!” Jake bellowed through the tent. “Non-warriors, return home and close the doors and windows.” He motioned towards the mothers and children, while the female warriors ushered them to their houses in an organised way.

Whether it was the carriage drivers, Eden and Wynone, or their families, everyone held their breath and remained silent. Thump! Thump! Heavy footsteps echoed as the monster drew closer step by step. Then, it scraped its claws against the wheel of the first carriage, swiftly dismantling it in a few strokes. It proceeded to dismantle all the wheels of the carriages one by one. Through the windshield, Eden witnessed the wolf's actions. His heart sank, and he turned to Wynone. They exchanged a glance, instantly grasping each other's thoughts. The monster wasn't merely a mindless predator. It seemed to understand the contents of the carriages and was intent on intercepting them.

he asked, rolling his eyes when she smirked. "You would be out of a job if you walked into a station full of decent, hardworking wolves. Get these for me," Moni said absentmindedly as she yanked the back of her shirt up so he could activate the power on her back. "You should have seen Ram when I escorted him to his room to collect his things. He cried like a baby, muttering about how you left him defenseless against the mixed-blood vampires," she said with a grin as they dodged out of the way of a group of schoolgirls, oblivious to the two wolves skirting their group.

There was a profile of a stag in mid-air on one side of the medallion. ‘I have seen this on one of the guys back in Moonstone. It must belong to a member of our pack.’ ‘Then it must have fallen from Damien. He is from Moonstone.’ Miranda was looking at me as she spoke. ‘Was it that it fell off as he struggled with the abductors?’ ‘If he isn’t one of them, why did he come here?’ ‘He can’t be under a spell, can he?’ I responded ‘A spell strong enough to command a wolf is rare. I know a few witches who can wield but they are all dead.’

I’d seen the monstrosity months ago, had gazed upon it in sheer fucking horror. The bed was nothing more than a rectangular slab of marble, hand carved with terrible, awful things. Children dying, screaming for their mothers who burned. Beasts fighting against one another, leaving the dead to rot and decay. The earth itself in bright, fiery embers that devoured both the living and dead. At the center were two beasts, two wolves that fought an endless battle. One black, one white. I had no clue what it all meant, but I knew one thing. It was evil, pure fucking evil. The kind that transcended all else, lived when everything else had shriveled up and died.

He turned a few pages and read on: In the mythological representations of many peoples, the wolf is a symbol of the leader of the military squad, and the squad itself is a wolf pack. In the plot from Monomakh's Teachings, the Polovtsy “lick themselves like Voltzi standing” Khan Bonyak on the eve of the battle with the Hungarians howls like a wolf. After making a few more notes, Conrod put the book aside and picked up another Legends and Facts of Old Times. He opened the Lycanthropy section:

“So, did you meet with that guy? What did he say?” That’s why he might have found us, eager to talk with me. Curiosity bubbled in my stomach, palms sweaty, and I could feel my heart thudding in my chest. Silence stretched between us, and the hair on the back of my neck stood up in anticipation. The Alpha sank his teeth on his bottom lip, shakily nodding before meeting my eyes, “I did. At first, he was shocked, but he told me that there’s a rare breed of wolves who used to do what you did easily—their eyes colour changed depending on their mood, had a unique kind of power and listen to this…they were all omegas. The mystic wolves.”

The man was steaming, his hands curled into a fist. "Make that 16." The wolves were growling so loudly that I wasn't sure if that was what he said. Two wolves came at Alastor from opposite sides. The reddish one was locked on Alastor's throat, the silver one was looking at me. I swallowed the lump in my throat. Alastor lunged for the red one, exposing me. I heard snapping behind me, but all I could see was the silver wolf prowling toward me. But before he could make his move, Alastor wrapped his jaws around his neck and slammed down so hard that his head disconnected from his body. Bile swirled in my stomach and I started to feel nauseated when I watched the head roll away and the body crump

Red ran down to another part of Central and hid them in a cave. He is going to use them to fulfil all his purpose someday. Which is; power, kingdoms. The monkeys scavenge their says through the camp to the city and start attacking Central. The witches and wolves blamed the vampire for their creatures. Because the monkey seems to develop wings like a bat, red eyes and long canine. The wolves and the vampires ganged up and started a Battle with the vampires. The battles last for longer months as 70 Percent of Central was almost destroyed with countless people dead.

When facing a battle, the most important thing for a Wolf is to believe in his leader. After a while came what the Nolan group feared, their enemy. The opponent has three people, a wolf with yellow fur and a wolf with red fur walking ahead. The wolf with black fur walked behind the other two, his blue eyes making the viewer feel fear. This group of assassins was very different from the usual ones who used to hide and sneak attacks on the Ezra people. But these guys came to be strangely arrogant and cavalier. Had it not been for the declaration of war befra's group would have thought they had come to make friends.