Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All Novels & Stories

I glared at him, Jade took the remote and turned off the television “What happened you sounded urgent over the phone?” Jade asked “Hmm, guys there's a big problem” I said and all of them adjusted on their seats immediately “What's wrong?” Dell that has been lying down sat up and asked “It's the black wolves they claim some of their pack members have been murdered by one of our Packs so they have started to kill our pack members, this morning five dead bodies were found at White wolves pack borders, one belong to Westwood Pack member, two belonged to Northwood Pack member and two belong to White wolves Pack member, and something strange was written on their body”

Ard'al helped the boys up out of the trap door and tried to keep them from seeing the carnage that had destroyed their home. He knew that rogue werewolves were dangerous, but he never could have imagined that this one would kill so many people. This rogue was rare however because it had been an Alpha that had been beaten but not killed for his position. The first kill had been three weeks ago three villages over. The council had gotten word immediately of the killing and had sent him and his men out to investigate. Ten bodies later and it was finally over.

They are the killers of half-breeds, turned wolves, and any human with a connection of their kind. The Na Caomhnóirí’s or the Guardians head and the father of Jadong Neugdae’s current Alpha, Blanco Daniel narrowed his eyes. “Our men are getting killed. We lost a hundred men just this month. It wasn’t any of the four packs doing either.” The men around him looked at the line of carcasses presented before them. His men, now nothing but charred skin and pieces left of the flesh of humans and wolves left. “No wolf of the four Packs of the North could do such a thing. They kill and clean…this… this is murder.”

The wolf’s cold, deadly blue eyes turning to mine, daring me to come out. ‘Your mother…was killed…by a wolf?’ It’s Farden, in his small, quiet way of talking. His grey blue eyes are focused on my face without expression, but his hands are clasped over each other like he does when he’s thinking hard. Which is rare. ‘We don’t talk about it, but yes, she was’, Gylen says stonily, glaring at me. It’s one of the few memories we share, and one of the very few we do not talk about. ‘Mine as well’, Allos says, ‘And it wasn’t just any wolf’. I nod as Farden completes it. ‘Winter wolves. They were in league with the usurper all along, even when Haron sought their help’. ‘There were just six of them’,

I state, turning to face the crowd of fifty wolves all dressed for battle. “Number one, all soulless are to be killed. Unfortunately, their instincts have taken control and they are too far gone. Give them a merciful and instant death.” Pausing, I allow the wolves from Hidden Claws, Blood Moon and Silver Crystal Crescent to digest this information. “Number two, for those in team A - all rogues that surrender instantly are to be led out and handed to Team B where team B will put restraints on them. Witch Cassandra will be here tomorrow to dream walk these surrendered wolves and decide whether they mean harm to the packs or are truly willing to find a pack to join.” I look the Lace, Mika, Ambe

David went further. "It's actually a well-known story, I'm a little bit of a celebrity in the wolf world because of it. First ever shifter serial killer was basically my fault, but anyhow. They figured out it was her and the alpha covered it up, tried to blame someone else. The council was called in. She was put to death and he was outcasted for the cover up. It was for nothing too; you can only ever give your mark to one person. If the one who marked you dies the feelings fade, but if the one you marked dies it is hard enough that some people don't survive."

I mind link with my mate. “Is it done?” he asks. “Mostly. A few got away, but the pack has basically been wiped out.” I tell him about Doogie and his mother. “I let them go. He doesn’t…he’s like a toddler. He doesn’t even know what’s up or down.” “The last Alpha on record is a wolf named Clifford.” “I'm gonna go out on a limb here and say Clifford is dead. Doogie was definitely their Alpha.” “You’re sure?”

Possibly, there could be a way to hunt down this beast, yet how long wouldn't take to study the ethics of its domination and movement? He picked himself up from the ground, laying Ashley on the ground as he walked around, bending downwards, picking up broken tree branches and twigs. Each werewolf pack had its own beliefs and principles. One which remained for the silver moon pack for years was the principles of cremation. They never believed in the burying of their dead, they thought of burning their bodies to avoid the cases of having a rebirth which could cause something drastic in the pack. There might have been someone out there who had thoughts of the phantom being a product of an unhol

But I didn't let it stop me as I ran as fast as I could towards the sound of the battle. The massive field that led to the pack was covered in blood and bodies and I felt my steps falter at the horrible sight. Even in my wolf form, my stomach churned and I fought not to vomit, peering through the smoke and chaos in search of my mates. I saw Greyson then, standing tall in his massive wolf form along with Jaxon and Kade. The three were standing over a female. I frowned, moving forward, trying to recognize her. I whimpered when I saw the body of Tally strewn over a large bolder, blood pouring from a giant bite wound at her throat. I hated this.

He took a majestic step towards the remaining group. They tore their clothes and shifted before attacking the alpha who picked them out one after the other like they were nothing. After a few seconds, the 4 men lay in a pile on the floor. I struggled to my feet as the alpha wolf looked at me. He gave me a long stare, and then ran away into the bushes, leaving me breathless, shocked, and with 5 dead bodies. ************** *KINCAID'S P.O.V*