Onyx Wolf Rdr2 Novels & Stories

Ryder order his pack to step outside allowing the wolf into they territory. Rohan, the cunning leader of the rogue wolves, stood in the cover of the dense forest, hidden from prying eyes. Joy surged within him as he watched his pack members skillfully infiltrate the boundaries of the Moonstone Pack. It had taken months of careful planning and covert maneuvers, but they had finally succeeded in their mission.

Another rogue came at me, but before it could reach me, Alex tackled it to the ground, his jaws snapping dangerously close to its throat. Behind you! my wolf warned. I spun just in time to see a massive rogue charging at me. Its sheer size was intimidating, but I didn’t back down. I crouched, ready to strike, when another blur of motion intercepted it. Ryder. His massive wolf form collided with the rogue, the force of the impact sending them both tumbling. Ryder’s growl was thunderous as he tore into the rogue, his movements precise and deadly. For a moment, I froze, watching him. His presence was a double-edged sword—relief mingled with the raw pain of betrayal.

“The black wolf’s too strong.” Your chest tightens. You can’t lose him. Not again. “Stay here,” you say, your voice firm. The twins nod, their small hands clutching each other. You shift, your wolf form a storm of fangs and fury. You leap into the fray, your claws sinking into Marus’s flank. He howls, throwing you off. “You’ll regret that, Omega.” Ryland tackles him, their bodies crashing to the ground. You scramble to your feet, your breath ragged.

Watching from his spot on the patio step as the wolf with the salt-and-pepper fur—Royd—earned himself a swipe from a dark wolf with creamy markings——Onyx could only laugh. Despite Royd’s wolf’s efforts to tempt the other wolf to play, he wasn’t successful. The wolf was much too serious for that, just like his large gray Alpha who was currently watching two jet-black wolves—Trevon and Teo wrestle playfully. Similarly, the red she-wolf and the dark-gray she-wolf—Tasha and Kass, were leaping at one another playfully.

The two of them stare at each other for what feels like an eternity, and I can practically feel the tension in the air. "Guys, come on," I say weakly, but none of them seem to be paying attention to me. "Alright, Alpha. You want to fight? Let's fight," Pheonix hisses at Ryder. I watch Pheonix transform too. He is a black wolf with golden eyes, his fur glistening under the moonlight. The two wolves circle each other, growling and snarling. My heart is pounding in my chest as I watch the intense showdown.

“North ridge. 200 yards.” Kade sniffed the air. “Werewolves. Drayce hired mercs.” Ryn nocked an arrow. “You want them alive?” Kade grinned, fangs showing. “No.” The attack took 30 seconds. Kade and his wolves hit the outriders from the ridge, fast and silent. Werewolf vs Werewolf was messy, but Kade was Alpha. The mercs broke and ran in 10 seconds. Ryn’s scouts cut them down before they made the tree line.

This cowboy wolf was none other than Jeremy Lennon, high commander of the Grey Wolf armies, infamous Grey Wolf warrior, and one of the fiercest wolves ever to live. Anytime one of the Wild Eight had returned to their compound near death’s door and clinging to a thread of life, this man had almost always been the one singularly responsible—and that didn’t begin to cover the damage he’d done to the Wild Eight through the information-gathering and patrolling schedules demanded of his men. If she’d thought his battle scars made him intimidating, the pair of eyes locking onto the bush she hid in, as if he saw straight through the shrubbery, chilled her more than the snow beneath her paws. Irises

I mind link his wolf. Onyx’s wolf looks up at me and rubs his face against my hands. His fur is so soft and sparkly. Onyx let’s out a defensive growl and I see a red flash out the corner of my eye. My stomach drops to the bottom of my stomach when I smell his biological father. “Hello Father” Onyx’s wolf says.

Owen asked his mouth opened and eyes budged. Alexios nodded. He had heard it clearly "Mate" His wolf had called out to her. "Then what are we doing here. Let's go meet her. I am curious about her." Owen was the most excited as his job as the next pack Gamma is to serve the Luna as her left-hand man. While she has her mate as her right-hand man, the Gamma is the one the Luna should be able to confide in the most. The one whose the Luna's safety comes top priority.

I lay on the gas, make a couple jumps and I’m close enough. I raise the gun back up and line up my sights when I see something beyond the rogue. It’s a territory marker. Shit. We’ve reached the pack lands. I can’t risk the shot now. My only hope is to keep chasing him in case he turns back and gives me another chance. Maybe I can turn him around if I get a good enough angle on him. I’d be screwed if one of my shots ended up hitting one of the pack wolves. Normal tranquilizers won’t do anything but these are special. Made specifically to knock out the wolf side and put the human side to sleep. No wolf means no extra strength, speed, or increased healing capabilities. Much easier to work with