Raised By Wolves Novelas e Histórias

Another wolf takes the fallen one’s place, lashing out with sharp claws and teeth as Zarek defends himself. I stagger to my feet, stunned by the sight of wolves rushing to the silver cage affixed to the truck. Vampires try to cut through them, hissing as they attack the horde of wolves eager for blood. Melodic howls send a shiver up my spine, the cries of solidarity and fellowship abundantly clear. Ronan warned me ahead of time, preparing me for the sight of the ascension. Cain will feed off the energy and strength of the pack and take it into himself. Then he’ll at least stand a fighting chance.

It chewed the ridge into a crater. “Up,” Nyxara urged, and flame lifted me higher. He pushed more earth into himself. Hills slid. Graves toppled in rows, bones tumbling into his shadow. Wolves at the edge yelped and scrambled for footing. “Back!” cried the boy with Kade’s shout. “Shortcuts! Don’t pull or burn the hair first!” Wolves listened. Fast. Wolves are good at new lessons when the old ones try to eat them. --- POV: Erik

he said, “I suppose you haven’t. Lunus and I consulted you with regards to the remarks about Elkshire, but the second script we handled on our own.” Ryan’s eyes moved from the paper to Evan with curiosity. “What was discovered? Anything useful?” he asked him. “It seems that the settlers who came and founded Banglador in the first place were having some problems with wolves,” Evan told him, recalling what Lunus had expressed to him. “Any time they would make any progress, the wolves of the forest would come and ferociously attack them. The settlers’ solution was to enter into a contract with Malkouth and the genizem. They sacrificed to the forest with the blood of their children, their brothe

We were a pack of wolves, and we were fighting like one, complete unity. I was waiting on Jake to give the order and not two seconds later he raised his muzzle to the sky and howled with a mighty sound. The call of our Alpha, it went marrow deep with a rich baritone and we all leaped forward to maim and kill. Mayhem erupted around my ears as they lay flat on my head from running towards the wall of shields. One leap over them, trying to not get hurt by a spear while jumping, was enough to land myself in the middle of their formations. I took a soldier down with me, clawing away at his neck while escaping from the swords they swung around, trying to harm the wolves that had sprung at them.

Oscar vigorously shook his head. “It was more than just being in pain,” he said. “Most of the time, wolves bond with us. It’s on rare occasions that we meet what we’d call a rebel. You have before you, one of the rebels. We don’t meet wolves of his nature often, thank goodness.” I slid my fingers through the wired opening so that the wolf could lick them. “That’s so difficult to believe,” I mused. “Lisa,” Kenzie warned, “don’t press your luck.”

These wolves were not only distinguished by their unique mark but also by the extraordinary gifts they possessed. These wolves were immune to vampire venom and could extract it from other werewolves, rendering them nearly invincible in battle. Their second gift was even more formidable: they had the power to compel submission from anyone who dared to meet their gaze. Their deep crystal-blue eyes could paralyze an opponent with fear if looked into for more than three seconds. Initially, it was thought to be a curse, but it soon became clear that the birth of a white-crescent wolf signified greatness and power. These wolves were believed to be the favored children of the Moon Goddess herself.

Calissa said stepping forward. With Ryan and Luther by my side, Calissa and Christine behind me I make my way down the steps. I want to greet these new wolves. I can tell just by looking at them they are scared and confused. They are a mix of men and women. Ages from maybe twenty to maybe sixty. It is hard to tell with wolves because they age differently than humans. The aging slows when we hit our twenties. Stop when they are just five feet in front of me. I know my guardians and a few warriors are behind me.

Clara felt like she stepped into a time warp. "Since you're a...new wolf you will be at the bottom," Roxy said. "Sorry about that, but maybe someday a solider will take interest in you, then you could move up." "Or you could get pregnant," Nicole added. "Yeah!" Roxy didn't hide her excitement. "When you're pregnant and have a young kid the Alpha takes pity on you, but unless the father is someone important once your kid is a teenager you lose the respect again." Clara's mouth hung open. She had a Master's degree in art preservation. These women seemed to think getting pregnant was a respectable way to get ahead.

Juliette’s POV: The rising sun burned through the remnants of dust and smoke, casting long, golden streaks across the ruins of the fortress. I stood atop a ridge, overlooking the pack as they moved through the debris like ants rebuilding a colony. Liora’s voice rang out, crisp and commanding, directing squads to fortify weak points, organize patrols, and train the younger wolves in defensive formations. I could see the Warrior moving with precision among them, correcting stances, adjusting grips, showing them how to anticipate attacks before they happened. He was physically here, a pillar of strength for the pack, yet in my mind, the tether between us hummed like a living thing.

She understood that the well-being of the wolves was inextricably linked to the health of their ecosystem, a lesson deeply ingrained in the values of the new generation. The educational system, once focused solely on survival, now emphasizes creativity, innovation, and holistic development. Young wolves were encouraged to explore their talents, whether they lay in the arts, sciences, or leadership. They learned the importance of critical thinking, collaboration, and the ability to adapt to ever-changing circumstances. The system ensured that each wolf found their place in society, contributing to the collective well-being.