Owl House Caleb Novels & Stories

He wore a circlet of blackened bone on his head. ​Liam stepped forward, his Alpha aura flaring to its full, blinding height. "Caleb." ​The man on the horse tilted his head. A slow, terrifying smile spread across his face, revealing teeth that had been filed into points. ​"Hello, little brother," Caleb said. His voice was a dry rasp, like wind over a desert. "I see you've kept my seat warm. And you've even found a pretty little thing to sit beside you." ​His yellow eyes locked on me, and I felt a wave of cold nausea. This wasn't a wolf. This was a shell inhabited by something ancient and hungry.

He paused at the door, his hand poised to open it when Layla's sweet laughter reached his ears. Pushing the door open, he paused and leaned against the door, smiling at the most beautiful sight before him. Caleb was in his wolf form, a big silver coloured wolf. He was at the end of the room, wagging his tail rapidly and Layla threw scrunched up paper at him. Caleb would grab the scrunched paper in his mouth and deliver them at Layla's feet before running back. They were so engrossed in their little throw and catch that they didn't notice when Riven entered the room until he spoke.

She added with a sigh. I pulled her into my side and kissed her temple. “But she did amazing. Not only getting through the barrier to retrieve the talisman, but she also freed the… Ductus of the vampire clan Caleb Cobain who was trapped.” I smiled because I’m damn proud of my mate. “Caleb is still kicking around. And look at that made himself the Ductus to boot.” Logan scoffed. “You know him?” Isis and I asked practically in unison. The ranked wolves in the room all chuckled. “Of course, we know Caleb. Wouldn’t say he’s our friend. But he is older than even my great grandfather.” Logan shook his head.

As I knew Celestial was in our house, I did not need to care about my baby. Caleb growled at me and Aura took the charge. He shifted into this big black wolf and I did the same. His wolf was so so stunning. I had seen Darcel before. But never really got the chance to admire him. Caleb started running towards the woods and I followed him behind. Growling at each other, we ran deeper into the woods. He stopped at the edge of the cliff of the small mountain. I went to him and sat down beside him.

“ but you don’t look half as miserable as I imagined.” I laughed and played along, though my stomach was in knots. “You say it like it’s impossible for him to be nice.” “Oh, please,” she waved her hand dramatically. “My uncle being nice? That’s a fucking fairytale.” Damien exhaled sharply, shaking his head, but there was a hint of amusement in his gaze and Ivy turned to Caleb with a proud smile. “Caleb is the Alpha of Lupine Pack. We’re hoping to get married soon and I wish you'll be my special chief bride.” I choked on my food instead of being happy for her, getting married to Caleb? This dog?

With all the rage I feel, I say, “I can’t believe what a good liar you are. Here I am, thinking what a good male you are, but all this time, you have been harboring these feelings for Omegas. Do I disgust you too?” Caleb’s scent lets me know I took him by surprise. “Red, this is not what it seems.” “I heard everything you said. The way you called her filthy Omega and how much Omegas disgust you. Are you going to deny it?” “No,” Caleb says. “But you don’t understand.” “Then make me understand!” I demand. Caleb looks at the female, who is still on her knees and says, “Tell her, Ivona. Tell her what you did to me. You and the others like you.”

I was concentrating hard on stitching him up to finish, so I didn't process what Caleb said. At first… "Wait, what?" Daniel's face is slack with shock. "Your wolf?" I blurt out at the same time. Caleb looks smug and excited at the same time. "I've got my wolf back...just like the witch said I would." He says proudly, puffing up his chest a bit. "Wait, for how long?"

His warriors moved at once. The Red Moon wolves near the entrance looked confused, waiting for Rowan, waiting for old orders that would not come. Caleb saw the hesitation and his voice cut through it. “If you want to live through this night, stop looking for the elder who sold you to hunters and start moving.” Warriors ran. Doors slammed. Someone shouted for the younger wolves to leave the yard. Finn appeared in the doorway, pale but steady, and began pulling the omegas toward the inner rooms. Alexander looked at the letter still crushed in Caleb’s fist. “What did it say?”

“Don't forget to wear the helmet I gave you if you head back to the caves. - I'll not forget. Caleb tapped the brim of his helmet, which was lying on the stool next to the sink, dusted with flour and dough. The archaeologists exited the trailer, leaving me alone with my presumed cousin and within easy reach of a knife rack. Caleb took off his paper hat and nonchalantly poured himself a cup of tea. "What is it, little cousin?" he sneered as he lifted the cup to his lips. I snarled, the wolf in me pressing against my skin, begging to be released to tear it to shreds. But before I could confront him, Allora dropped her book on the table. "Can't you smell it?" “Actually, no… ah, shit. Caleb took

“You and Ned did good raising Caleb, too. Kid’s got style, even if he’s moping like the world’s ending.” Tasha smiled, but Ned’s expression stayed guarded. “Thanks,” he said, cold. But Tasha responded with more enthusiasm. "Yes, you're right, Max. Caleb is our pride and joy; he's at Oxwell University!" "Oxwell University? That college only for the smartest? You need a good brain to get in," I said with a smile. "Congrats, kid. That's amazing." Caleb shrugged, uninterested. His father wanted to change the subject, then turned to Conrad. “So, how was the outing? Caleb give you any trouble?”