Novel About Wolves の小説・ストーリー

Be careful," I cautioned her as she flipped the first page in the book. Putting an end to her rush, she flipped the pages of the book slowly. I saw many stories of wolves. One page captured my attention. "Wait a minute," I said, stopping Damia. She opened the page and started to read to see what grabbed my attention. "The Alphas, who have black fur, are the most powerful wolves. There were two different kinds of black wolves that the members of this pack were scared of when they lived inside the forest many years ago, when the pack was not as modern as it is today. The first one has blue eyes, and the second one has red eyes. If they were to come into contact with one another during any war,

I kept all these to myself because I was afraid of what the pack would say about me, I was already so different from everyone and I didn't want them to be petrified the more! I was slightly bigger than most wolves my age and I was white, it was a rare thing for any she-wolf to be white and so far only one other wolf was rumored to be white like me!! It was the moon goddess's only son!! The moon goddess fell in love with a half-human and half wolf and she gave birth to a son"A hybrid"!! For centuries nobody ever heard of another hybrid or a white wolf and so when I turned for the first time, the whole pack thought it was a mutation!!

He said walking through the vast site. The leader of the clan, walked to the last shelf and picked up a big black and gold book. On the cover was a huge dragon, written, legendary creatures, extinct and extant. Cassius handed it to the girls and said:" Good luck. Now the work is with the young." He laughed. Nayssa and Kyria looked at each other and smiled, they sat down on the large wooden table and sat down in the padded chairs. The book was really huge, with a thickness of 20cm. Nayssa began to flip through the pages. There were several creatures in that world besides wolves. And the similarity between them was the hatred for the werewolves who took their mother away from them.

I wasn't in the mood for guessing games. "People born in wolf packs, only get their wolf when they reach the age eighteen. However, they also have to be on their pack lands for their wolf to come forward. Our soil has a special kind of magic in it that attracts the wolves inside of us to come forward. What that magic is we don't know, but some believe it's the soil from the Moon Goddess' garden. Now, because Winter hasn't been on our land for twenty years, all of her senses and her wolf should appear a week or two before the next full moon. If not sooner. As for Donna, her wolf took all of Donna's pain from losing George, causing her wolf to die so Donna could live. Her wolf couldn't bear th

“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.

“I am Selene, the moon goddess. In just few years, a guardian of my own choice will rise alongside four special wolves that I have chosen. Together, they will save the werewolf Kingdom from perishing. The wolves will be called the Elemental wolves and they will be able to wield each of the four elements. “The guardian will help the Elemental wolves with their powers and she shall be their mother. The Elemental wolves will be paired mates, born on the same day and they will come from only three packs; The Royal Park, The Intelligence Park and the Power Park. The war Park is not included because the Elemental wolves will eventually need the warriors from the park. The Elemental wolves will be

' he replied then I ran forward and he protected my flank and we did a perimeter check . We were almost finished with the circle we were running in when I caught a scent . Blood . Alastair ran forward this time . We saw the Epsilon . A she wolf but a very big one with a complete black fur and she had blood trailing down her mouth . Five wolves were in the snow wounded . She already infected them . She looked up at us and when she caught sight of myself and Alastair, she ran .

"Do you remember his name? Well, if it's not indiscreet." "Hmm 'Sullivan' something like that, but I can check in the register if you want." Derrick proposed "No need, thank you." So Nate had been here. I looked at the book in question and the title immediately sharpened my curiosity. 'The Wolves of Newcastle.' "An old book. The author tells inside his experience with a pack of wolves. But we never really knew which category to classify his book." He said "And why is that?" Leafing through the document "Several years after the book was published, he confessed in a conference that this work was based on real events. That nothing was fictional. He had said, I quote, 'They are among us, taking

“She has them tangled. The entire kingdom would be distracted. They will not see us coming until we are already inside them.” The Shadow God turned his head toward the book. “And this?” I picked it up. The leather was warm, which was wrong in this cold. “The Book of Wolves.” “Open it.” I did. The first pages smelled like dust. The writing moved when I wasn’t looking at it, shifting like insects under glass. It spoke of the Aurion wolves. Noble. Bound to the sun. Keepers of law. It spoke of the Noctaryn wolves. Ruthless. Bound to the moon. Keepers of teeth. And then it spoke of someone who had decided to be different.

The stories, dismissed as folklore within the Silvermoon Pack, suddenly took on a chilling reality. These rogue wolves, operating outside of the societal norms and protections, represented a dangerous threat to the fragile balance of power in the werewolf world. The very existence of such wolves suggested a darker side to their world, a realm of lawlessness and violence that was far more dangerous and unpredictable than anything Lyra had encountered. Lyra, alone and vulnerable, found herself in the middle of a silent war, oblivious to the complexities of this shadowy struggle for power.