Naruto Wood Release Fanfiction Council Bashing Novels & Stories

**A New Era of Unity** Kiernan stood before his secret council, an air of tension filling the dimly lit room. His eyes flickered over the anxious faces of his allies, each one a seasoned member of the Dark Wood Pack. They had convened in hushed whispers for months, meticulously plotting and scheming, driven by a singular goal: to overthrow Caden, the current leader, and establish a new regime that would dismantle the old order and usher in a better era for their people.

and attacked the kids in school … this means we are getting closer, that they are running scared. So, every day, I work harder, to be stronger, to be better because when the time comes, there won’t be an option. It’s life or death. Charwood got it worse than any other pack in school that day. They are well-known for their defense and training and yet they lost two kids, and their Gamma and Beta heir and Ashley, their Luna, get grievously injured. That’s fucking scary. Today we have another useless council meeting. They insist that we have one every few weeks for any updates and developments. But how are we supposed to investigate when the council has all the evidence? When they have the two

He was on the phone with the bloody council, and, unfortunately, they were hounding him to speak to Elle. He could barely tell Elle about their reality, never mind subject her to the council. The council is a group of bloodthirsty wolves who are hundreds of years old and think they know better than anyone else. With that age came a certain skepticism and an ability to manipulate others. The first stole their happiness. The second filled them with sadistic pleasure.

"What did you just say?” The unfortunate man muttered a noise resembling a gasping squirrel. Rushed away. Others also fled, the anxiety breaking into movement. Nina raised an eyebrow. "Is it wrong that I like seeing him frighten others?" I swallowed deeply unable to respond. Since the murmur lingered persistently in my thoughts. "This won’t sit well with the Council" My knowledge of the High Council was limited—just that they governed all the packs and liked to meddle in matters that weren’t their business. If they perceived me as a threat…

"Please, give up any idea of vengeance. Nakuni will heal, no one was permanently injured, we got lucky. The Council is not someone that you're going to want to take on. They were just three from an association that holds thousands, including vampires that were our very first." "I agree," Nakuni replied. "It would be suicidal to try to take on something like that. Please, let's just drop it and move on. I don't want you to lose your life so easily." Trisha listened to them but meanwhile, her mind was grinding like rusty gears being put to work. This wasn't any different than a bonus dungeon filled with top tier monsters. She'd never let any harm come to any of these guys again, no matter what

She never brought it up again. God, I missed Narine's voice. Her presence. Her stillness in chaos. I wasn't sure how much longer I could keep pretending I was okay. And now the Council had started whispering again, talks of me choosing a mate before the year was up. Politics. Legacy. Power consolidation. All the same bullshit excuses they always used to mask their discomfort with seeing me like this. But I heard them as I stood behind the onyx door, masking my presence. "If he doesn't secure a mate, we'll have instability..."

My enraged voice thundered around the meeting hall. The council members stared at me in astonishment. Norris pointed his hand at me. "Look at him! He's not the official Alpha yet, but he is hell-bent on defying our tradition! We can't accept a weak human to be our Luna! Is that hard to understand?"

The council broke the way old bones did: slowly, with complaint. Elders rose in stiff‑backed knots, muttering about patrol rosters and resource ledgers as if logistics could smother the burn of what they’d just agreed to. Voran and his Nightfang councilors peeled away to the corner to argue in low, flinty voices. Aria and Lucian stayed seated for a moment longer, the weight of Alpha and Alpha‑mate settling over them like a cloak rinsed in blood and worn too many times.

“Thank you. I will provide a detailed report of our findings for the council to look over and deem whether or not to resume the discussion of war.” They all nodded to me, Jurl glared though, angry that I got my way. I reached out and retook the note, putting in back in my pocket. Backing away, I turned and headed back down to the ley line. Tatiana put her hand on my shoulder just as I jumped. The green forest replaced the white walls of the council chambers. “I hate Jurl. I’m going to just bury him in a ditch one day and no one would miss him.” She chuckled, patting my shoulder. “You really shouldn’t let him get under your skin so. He is in line to be council after Huern.”