Owl House Comics Novels & Stories

I don’t like the feeling I’m getting. Gamma Dave scoffed at my response, saying while drawing closer again, “You’re funny, Omega. How is it a long time? Okay fine, let’s say it happened a long time like you claim, but what about the current update?” He smirked, sliding both hands into his pocket. “That rumor is now the latest news in Wolf Fall. Omega being chased by the Alpha. They all think their Alpha is crazy about you.”

Calhoun said, but his humor vanished as the first of the Iron Hounds broke through the treeline. They were horrific. Massive, coal black wolves with glowing red runes etched into their fur. Leading them was a man on top a horse that looked like it had been stitched together from nightmares. He wore the silver mask of the High Council. "Calhoun Northman, Alpha of the Bloodhound pack!" the masked man shouted, his voice amplified by magic. "You harbor a Lunar Blood. Hand her over for cleansing or your lands will be salted and your empires erased." Cleansing? I do not need to be cleansed.

Knowing well its repercussions, it had shown up and that was why and how the witches had helped Alpha Ciandra. The owl was known by the witches to be something formidable. To make it even scarier, no one knew the owner of the owl. To Alicia and Felicia, Kelly was the owner. The way she came to own it was peculiar but they had understood. It was unheard of for an owl to communicate with wolves. If only the owl would have been able to communicate with Felicia and Alicia since they were witches and not Kelly. “I hope the owl isn’t following Ciandra,” Alicia whispered.

Owl laughed, "Ulsan your daughter is a werewolf!!! Werewolves and humans are alike and they'll never stop being greedy!" "Don't say such things about my daughter!" Ulsan suddenly yell. "Victoria is my daughter and I know her more than anyone could. How I train my daughter is my concern not yours!" The owl smirked, "Ulsan have you forgotten that you're also a corny and shitty werewolf that we only helped?"

Paige commented, eyebrows raised. Lucas sent a professional camera with special lenses designed to capture werewolf auras. Ryan contributed a stunning painting of wolves running under moonlight. Elliot and several other business associates sent elaborate flower arrangements. Even Florence, who had been transferred to Dominic's London estate, shipped over plants that thrived in moonlight—perfect for our studio's ambiance. The most surprising gift came from William Blackwood: an ancient ornament carved with wolves that must have been worth a small fortune. "Even Ivy Reed sent two massive flower baskets," Paige said incredulously. "Is she trying to poison us with kindness?"

One carried a wolf's head in his mouth, drool slithering down their jaws, threateningly. Fuck! Olivia transforms instantly, standing beside me and growling at the three large wolves aggressively. She's quite big for a she-wolf, but that is expected given she's a Crescent moon. Chris jumps at her, Jaws snapping, trees breaking, growls echoing in the darkness. I wasn't stupid. I couldn't take on the two before me. Maybe if these wolves were ordinary, but it seems whoever is controlling them has boosted their power ten times. The two wolves circle me, they were ready to pounce, but I jump over their bodies and find Olivia below Chris – a second away from breaking her neck. I bulldoze into him.

--- Ronan Thorn. Even now, I could feel him like a shadow at the edge of my mind. Miles away, in the cold halls of Winter Hollow, he sat alone, the ancient scroll with my name before him, trembling in his hands. The Returned Wolfe… Amira. The words throbbed in his mind like a drumbeat of destiny. He ran his fingers across the parchment again, desperate to make sense of it. The prophecy, the bloodline, the warnings of the council—it all converged into one undeniable truth: the omega he had been forced to reject, the girl he had called fate… was not only alive, she was the last of the Bloodbound.

The white wolf watched his mate with pride as she explained to her cousins. The wolves continued to howl until the flames had died down and the last embers were burned out. Carr took Lee's hand, sent his thanks to his pack, and then left with the bereaved families to talk further. As they walked away the owl took flight, calling to his mate in a low-pitched but loud ho-ho-hoo hoo hoo. Carr looked up and smiled at the ghostly apparition as he winged his way across the sky. A good omen.

"I saw a river in the Oasis not far from here. Then a huge white wolf appeared and led me downstream, beckoning me to follow. Kalyssa, it looked like your wolf. Anyway, we came to a warehouse. When I flung the door open, there were cages inside." When he stopped, I went next. "I saw a farmhouse on the edge of the Oasis. Humans were working but were enslaved. A slave driver reared back his whip and struck one of the humans. There was a huge warehouse to the right of the farmhouse. Then I zoomed inside, and Rush was sitting at a wooden table speaking to the other heads of Nightshade." Elias was next. "I saw a mountain range in the desert, but at the base of the mountains were caves. Weapons ar

Dove smiled arrogantly. "You're stalling them, why? What does Chad gain if any of them die?" Moon asked, getting mad. "As we spea,, Jo and his wolves es are on their way to pay those the Royals left behind, unprotected so they could find a cure for Aisha. They should,be putting them in their prisons now." Dove laughed.