Red Hood Novels & Stories

After that, the Elders led the ancient prayer to ask for a blessing from the Moon Goddess. After the prayer, Alpha Gregory took the emblem of the Blue Moon Pack, it was a medallion with the elegant letter A engraved in the middle. He hands it over to Raven as he proclaims him as the new Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. Every pack member shifted into a werewolf. Each of them was howling under the bright full moon. Following the pack members, Raven also shifted to his wolf form. His wolf is gray and enormous. Following the proclamation, everyone feasted and celebrated. Einah and Marianna both approached me after. Their faces are laced with contentment.

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My mind went back to their young Alpha attending Vanessa’s birthday and gifting her many designed swords. This sword sheath would surely be theirs. “Rihanna!” My head snapped to the entrance and I ran to meet Dara who called. Getting to her, there was a bloody solider a top her she was trying to save. The man’s armor design matched the sword sheath, it had to be his. He was a hunter from Red Moon Pack. I’ve never seen one. I dived into my bag and brought out items to stop the bleeding and ointment to hasten healing process.

she looks at me "you should have really come up with a different and more pathetic sob story. How are we to know that you're not here to spy on us or even start a war here?" She is younger than the other woman and has the aura of someone who always wants to be in the spotlight and enjoys attention a lot. She carried herself with importance, so that's something. I have to give it to her that she has a certain class to her. Although she's not richly dressed like the other woman, there's something that screams elegance about her. "Leave her alone, Aurora. Adria, I apologise for that. I'm Ryder Hale, the alpha of Halo pack, welcome. You can stay for as long as you need to rest before you continu

he growled. The rouge in the black cloak laughs sardonically. “Oh, you can’t kill me, alpha. I’m the key to your heir’s life…” the rouge smiled wickedly, and a small bottle appeared in front of him at some point. “Does it ring a bell, alpha?” Drake and Beta Dillon look disappointed. “How dare you!” Drake growled.

Dante's expression fell immediately when he saw a red laser light dot appear on Rose's forehead. She was obviously not aware of what was happening. As a reflex, he snaked his arm through her waist and pulled her away from the spot to his chest. Almost that instant a bullet went off and Rose screamed at the sudden fire. She was surprised at what just happened and looked baffled seeing the bullet that was now stuck in the middle of the same wall she was standing in front of, not seconds ago.

I called but was met with silence. I wrapped the towel tightly around my check and walked over to it. There was a card on top of the box and I sat on the bed and read. 'Red, Can't wait to see you in them. You always look stunning. Love, Jack' I took it out of the box and gasped at how beautiful and soft it was. "Oh my god," I chocked out and ran my hand through it. It was a beautiful red dress with a low v neck and a low back and a high slit. There was also a pair of black shoe with red crystals on it.

It was Ryder Blackwood, the enigmatic alpha werewolf of Ravenwood, his expression unreadable as he studied her with intense scrutiny. Ryder Blackwood exuded an aura of raw power and controlled intensity. Standing tall at 6'4", his broad shoulders and muscular build hinted at the formidable strength that lay beneath his calm exterior. His chiseled features were framed by short, dark hair, often tousled as if he had just returned from a midnight run through the woods. Ryder's piercing blue eyes, reminiscent of a clear, icy winter sky, held a depth of emotion and secrets that few could fathom, making his expression perpetually unreadable.

His wolves close in behind him—more muscle than brains. “You test my patience, prince,” he warns. “If you weren’t the king’s son…” I chuckle darkly. “If I wasn’t, you’d be kissing my feet trying to curry favor.” "What do you want?" Ryder growl lowly. I raise my voice. “I’m looking for a redhead woman. Pale skin and probably wounded. Have you seen anyone like that pass through?” Ryder stares at me like I’ve lost my mind. “Only rogues run through these woods. No one else. Certainly not a redhead.” His voice is too calm and smooth. I don’t trust it.

Viviana said cheerfully. Victoria accepted the drink with a smile, but I could see something was still bothering her. Before I could observe her behavior any deeper, the sheriff's voice broke through my thoughts. He showed Viviana a picture of Mr. Redwood. "This kid is missing. He was dragged from—" the sheriff began, but Viviana cut him off with a gasp. "Evan Redwood!" she exclaimed. "I now realize why finding him is crucial. He is Lycanthrax, and not just that, he is the only one strong enough to fight the Darklord!"