Riding With Wolves の小説・ストーリー

🐾 Luna Pernwél They had cut off the powersource at the base of the mountain and we had only the candlelight to guide us. My eyesight had changed because of my wolf's nature and seeing in the dark was no longer an obstacle to me. Everyone’s eyes glowed around me, adapting to the darkness. “Every pack member, go to your places!” Jake bellowed through the tent. “Non-warriors, return home and close the doors and windows.” He motioned towards the mothers and children, while the female warriors ushered them to their houses in an organised way.

It was a sight to behold, witnessing the wolves from both sides come together as one, their spirits intertwined in a shared purpose. A resolute determination radiated from their eyes, a silent vow to protect and safeguard our cherished home. As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm golden glow upon the land, the wolves gathered in a circle, their bodies forming a united front. They stood tall and proud, their fur glistening in the fading light, a testament to their unwavering loyalty. It was as if they had always been destined to join forces, their instincts guiding them towards this pivotal moment.

Who in the world would have thought that the same she-wolf who tried her best to end the life of the most powerful Alpha in the entire werewolf world would finally create an alliance with him and also be so jovial enough to aid him in his battle? She and the remaining two warriors who accompanied her were given horses to use in their journey to the tree wolves, with them leading the way towards the tree wolves packs. They rode for some time on their horses, slowly and steadily as the winds blew lightly against their faces, drying off the beads of sweat which coated their faces and soothed their body as they kept on with their journey. The entire journey was a quiet one with Luke setting his

Verina’s wolves fanned out on either side of her, all of them large, dark, with glowing red eyes, crouching down, ready to hurl themselves at my pack. My wolves were equally prepared, stooping low, finding their centers of gravity so they could launch off of the ground and meet any attack midair. Or be the first to strike.

But they also talked about the good things that lay ahead - the friends and family they would see again, the familiar sights and sounds of their home, and the sense of belonging that came with being a part of their pack. As they walked, they came across a group of wolves who were traveling in the same direction. The wolves greeted them warmly and asked about their journey. Rorik and Lyra shared their story, telling the wolves about their adventures in the valley and the battles they had fought. The other wolves listened intently, nodding in admiration at their courage and determination. They offered their congratulations and wished them luck on their journey home. As they continued on their

“I just had to sneak out because it’s a full moon and I didn’t want anybody to know that I didn’t have a wolf.” “Ohhh.” She muttered under her breath. “But you told me you found your true mate, right?” I nodded. “Yes.” “So he didn’t figure out that you were wolfless? How did your wolves sense each other?” She asked, lowering her voice. I blinked at her question, my throat suddenly dry. “I don’t…. I don’t know.” I replied, confusion creeping into my tone. “I just felt it. I don’t know how. But I know that he's my true mate. One can’t deny the connection.”

Another roar rumbled the Earth but this time it was not what sucked the life out of me. The men in front of my eyes had turned into monsters. Unnatural and terrifying big wolves. Not wolves... these wolves stood up like humans. "Oh, my Lord! Make it a delusion." I mumbled as my wits left me. The monster-cum-Jordan eyes fell on me when I tried to make an attempt at life. He snatched me up by the waist in his claws. "God, let it be a dream! Please!" I took a breath in to shout my heart out as my last ditch effort before death when another scream breached the cruel forest.

The journey to the Iron Ridge took three days. Audrey traveled light, accompanied only by Elara and a small contingent of the White Wolf’s personal guard—wolves who had been omegas in the Moon Shadow pack but had discovered a fierce, untapped power under Audrey’s mentorship. As they crossed into the jagged, metallic canyons of the Iron Ridge, the air changed. It smelled of sulfur and hot forge-fire. The wolves here were larger, their fur thick and matted with the dust of the mines.

Film images of bloodthirsty animals with huge fangs and claws, tearing people apart, came to mind. “Just don’t faint, mistress,” the guy said worriedly, observing her shocked look. - I think you will be against me touching you. And it is unknown how long you remain unconscious. And I’m not eager to touch you. He pointed his hand at her, and his tone was serious, without a hint of amusement. The thought of being touched by a werewolf made her dizzy. Anika took a deep breath, trying to keep her sanity and calm her anxiety. But this guy didn't look like the bloodthirsty beast from the movies. Quite a cute dog, or rather a wolf, with silky fur. The ideas about werewolves did not add up to the ex

"It's your father. He's demanding wolves join his pack, and if they don't…" Her words hung in the air between us. What was my father doing with other wolves? Whatever it was, it wasn't good and I had a sinking sensation in my gut. The wolves attacking us were involved too. They had to be. I know Winter heard her, but him not saying anything told me he was wary of her yet giving me space to find out more. "Um... I'll need to discuss it with my mates first before I can agree to anything." "Wow. Thank you." She hugged me. "I don't know what I'd do with three mates. You're so lucky."