Ninjago Wolves นิยาย & เรื่องราว

James would rather lock a wolf up than let them choose to become an outcast. "I will do whatever you ask. I have a master's degree in art restoration, I don't know if that's practical for a wolf pack but it counts for something, right? I can also run really, really fast. I'm learning how to fight too, I'm pretty terrible, but I'm trying. Please I promise I will do whatever I can to be the best addition. I can't stay here, it's too dangerous for me. Please." Clara looked at him with pleading eyes. He thought about when he first spotted her this evening. She didn't look like she belonged.

To hunt. Kitsunes were supposed to be extinct. His grandfather had told him stories about the hunts, about how dangerous and cunning the fox spirits were. How they deceived and destroyed entire packs. This one wasn't getting away. Noah shifted mid stride, his body transforming seamlessly into his wolf form. His clothes tore away as he sprinted across the field and into the woods. The scent trail was fresh, sharp, and intoxicatingly strong. The kitsune was fast. Faster than any werewolf Noah had ever chased. It weaved through the trees with impossible grace, its nine tails streaming behind it like ribbons of white flame.

Nyx watches as Lorenzo shifts into his wolf form beside her. His body is powerful—muscles tense under his thick coat, eyes gleaming with an intensity that promises no mercy. The wild wolves circle them, their growls low and menacing, red eyes glowing with rage. In the middle of them all, Jacob stands with a mocking smile, daring them to make a move.

"You're still young and inexperienced. What makes you think you could take me alone, much less along with Damian? I think you're getting ahead of yourself, and it'll be my pleasure to put fools like you in your place." The tension between the two wolves simmered, the air thickening with the promise of impending confrontation. Grinjo, with a determined glint in his glowing red eyes, began the transformative process into his own wolf form. A massive ash wolf emerged, its red eyes gleaming in the moonlight. While as large as Jake, Grinjo lacked the same intimidating presence.

The whole group seemed to stop. "Griff? What's going on?" Lilly whispered but I shook my head as I looked over at my Dad. The air was thick with the scent of blood and rogues. {Rogues are packless wolves that were kicked out due to some crime. They are usually violent and bloodthirsty} I linked our pack. {Did you smell that? Where's it coming from?} I asked as we circled up together. {The west. Is it an attack?} Nik replied

His aura strengthened and every wolf felt it. . Maddox stepped off the stage.. taking the ceremonial dagger.. he stood in the center of the property. Slicing a deep gash into the palm of his left hand, he made a tight fist.. allowing his blood to drip into the earth “By my heart.. and with my blood.. I claim this land in the name of Alpha Maddox Quinn.. and Warrior Wolves Two Pack.” . The earth underneath their feet rolled and grumbled.. The moon shone down in a bright beam of light.. a beacon illuminated the entire twenty five hundred acres.. Blessed by the Goddess Herself.

I say steadily, “Listen to me carefully, there is another set of wolves we forgot to mention. Do either of you have a weapon on you?” “I’ve got my Beretta.” Canary said. “I’ve got my Beretta and I have a switch blade.” Sin said. Thank the Goddess for small miracles. “Give me the switch blade.” I say quietly. Sin passes it to me, “What’s going on?” “Rogues. Basically, they are thugs.” I said. Aiden looks at me, “I smell two.” “Then this should be easy.” I smirked. “Canary, Sin, stay close. Fighting wolves is different than fighting humans.”

He didn’t need to. His dominance rolled outward like thunder. Wolves dropped mid-stride, forced to their knees by sheer Alpha command. Others faltered long enough for Montenegro warriors to cut them down. I watched him for a second too long. Jax pulled me back just as a rogue lunged from the side. He shifted mid-air, catching the attacker in wolf form before they hit the ground. The sound of bone snapping was sharp and final. My breath hitched. There was no softness in this.

"Why is it that you have the same aura as him?" "Who's Nigga?" Ace suddenly came out of nowhere and hit me on the head. "It's Nagga, you dimwit." "Ow! You don't have to hit me, bastard!" "Nagga was once the king of Gija's animal spirit." The queen said. "He was a golden brown wolf just like this one. Only bigger and powerful. A rightful partner for a king. His massive jaw can cut an enemy in half. It's speed matches a werewolf and a vampire. Some say Nagga is faster."

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.