Nightwing Base Wof Novels & Stories

Dantzler steps in front of her to her defense. Dantzler: "We're a little new here in town and we're just looking to pass out these flyers. We're a new company known as W.O.L.F. Any problems you come across we'll solve. Anywhere from changing a light bulb, or bringing down a dragon. For nominal fee of course." (He says, offering a flyer to the gangsters.)

The Balfour Estate was abuzz with frantic activities, every Tacita Mortes wolf was preparing for war. Every shifter had geared up, they don’t need any weapons, especially weapons the like of Luna Puer wolves have. Frantic calls from the other 3 packs of the North were disregarded. Black sedans and pick-ups were lined on the front lawn of the Balfour Estate. Some Balfour helicopters were ready to take off the Balfour Estate helipad.

After everyone exchanged clothes and cars, they went their separate ways, Luna’s team returned to where they came from with the normal-looking car and the team that exchanged with them went past the road opposite the military car Damien and Luna got on before. The enemy’s base was actually at the farthest part of the capital city, in the rural areas, so they arrived after a 30 minutes drive. Meanwhile, the place was not much developed, but it was a beautiful landscape whether at night time or in the morning. It was not too silent and not too noisy, a few people walked from here to there and some people were curiously watching them. Damien walked closer to Luna but he made sure that all sides

What was not visible to the naked eye were the traps that Chris sat destroying with the flick of his fingers before any of his men encountered it. “My Lord, each floor has an area dedicated similar to the greenhouse.” Night Wing’s voice came through the earpiece “The worst one is in the basement. It is also connected to the sewage pipes of the city that run underground.” “Take care of it.” Chris ordered without blinking “Zeriya will deal with the funds for the aftermath.”

They moved Barbara's body from the Healing Room outside of the base. Not far from the base, there is a cave mouth that is not that big. Thirteen witches and several other people involved, including Barbara, entered the cave. The place led to the underground cave. They had to pass sixty-six slippery steps and struggled not to slip over it. The thirteen witches who led the way looked like strange shadows beneath their black batik robes, while the others were wearing only suits and such, although they were both black colored. The two men behind the thirteen witches looked extremely cautious as they descended the stairs with the open coffin slung over their shoulders.

When interrogating someone, the soft ones were the easiest to crack. "Ah... Please, I'll tell you everything." The sounds of the apprehended soon followed—a series of screams, then pleas for mercy. It did not take even a minute for them to break. Afterward, a member of the Temple of War emerged, wiping blood from their hands with a piece of paper, ready to report. "My lord, we got the information. Their main base in Wyverna is at Bald Stone Ridge, and the top leader is called Zilla. As for the detailed layout of the base, it's still being drawn up."

--- GREYTECH Private Bunker – Lily’s War Room Far away, in a secure, black-glass chamber of the GREYTECH network, Lily’s team was finalizing preparations. Holographic maps shimmered across the room, casting light over faces set in grim determination. Witches, warlocks, Lycans, and rogue agents—all had answered her call. The insignia of her network gleamed on their armor: silver branches over twin moons, a symbol that had become synonymous with both fear and hope.

Roberto groaned as he saw another truck pull up to the pack’s headquarters. He recognized the logo on the side, a stylized paw print with the words “Wolf Tech” underneath. It was the company that supplied the pack with advanced security measures, such as cameras, sensors, and alarms. They had been hired by Vitale to fortify the borders after the omegas kidnap.

"What's wr-" "Put New York on lockdown indefinitely, no one gets in, no one gets out. Guard Myla and the twins, if anything, anything at all, harms them, I will murder you. It seems the old man has upped his ante", he said, rather laid-back for someone who was about to tango with rogue giant wolves. One of the wolves was already breaking the front glass. "Where are you?!", Zack yelled, it seemed like he was running. "It's an underground base somewhere in Serenity Glen, lock the city down!", Noah said as the glass broke and a rogue jumped on him, tossing his phone out of his hand.

A twitch of a muscle sent a wolf gliding over a crater lip like a ghost. "The gravity... it’s making the shift twitchy," one of the guards muttered, his jaw lengthening and retreating in a jagged, unstable cycle. "Control it," Victor barked. His own blood was boiling. The White Alpha power was confused by the lack of atmosphere, the energy sparking off his skin in tiny, frantic arcs of white fire. They reached the base of the spire. It wasn't just stone. It was a hive. Transparent tubes snaked across the ground, filled with a glowing blue fluid. And inside the base of the tower, visible through reinforced glass, were the pods. Thousands of them.