Runningwind Warriors 소설 & 이야기

The summer evening was falling on the city, relieving the concrete jungle of the sweltering heat of the day, but darkness was still far away. The road that ran through the outskirts was filled with various vehicles, including public ones, with people rushing to return home at the end of the working day. The bus, following its regular route, stopped at the next stop, opening the doors for passengers. People who were at the bus stop, waiting until those wishing to leave the bus, hurried to take the empty seats.

Makai answered. They had to make sure their territory doesn't get another nasty visit. The previous night a Rogue wave came from the northwest border between the Rouges and the 7 packs, there were casualties on all sides, 1 from the Moonlight pack, 1 from the Singularis pack, and 3 from the Solaris pack. "Yes. The Rogues we caught were youngins. Our warriors handled them quietly. There are whispers from the north, the other Royal Lines are getting ready to welcome a new pack Alpha, due to Winter Wolf's passing." Makai replied.

He should be happy when he finds out, but this is my hard headed best friend we’re talking about here and well if anyone could make an easy situation difficult it would be Mitchum. This run was going to be different for everyone really. Delania and Uncle Mike would both run with me as my Luna and my family. Dane and Rose Marie are going to fall back and run behind Mitchum which would be their traditional spot as the lead warriors. I wonder what she’ll do for future pack runs, since witches don’t have wolves. I guess that’s irrelevant tonight though.

She felt Lucas’s desperation—not for his own life, but for the thousands of souls trapped within the fortress walls. "The Solar Heart," she breathed, the color draining from her face. "They found it. They’re going to blow the mountain." "That’s impossible," Silas growled. "Kharos is the most fortified structure in the North. It would take a god to breach those wards." "Or a traitor," Audrey snapped. She turned to Elara. "Ready the horses. No—forget the horses. We need the Storm-Runners." The Storm-Runners were the Iron Ridge’s elite cavalry, riding massive, thick-furred beasts that were part wolf, part mountain-bear. They could cover the distance in half the time of a standard mount, but the

Haunted. “I believe he’s still out there. Watching.” Don leaned forward, voice lowering. Before Jo could speak, one the warriors opened the door to the carriage, bowing. “We’ve arrived, Alpha.” Jo stepped down. The Wind Warrior Pack territory looked like something out of an old legend—stone towers spiraled into the sky, a beautiful crest on top of the highest towers. A woman approached, wrapped in deep blue robes and bearing the crest of the Wind Library—a swirling spiral with a single feather in the center.

Running as if it was nothing, every leaf I stepped into flied creating a small artificial fall. The moon was hiding behind thick clouds as stars are nowhere to be seen. Why am I even running? That is also a thing I am not sure of. A runaway bride or Luna is something I am more familiar with. That thing happened countless of times already. In my tribe, some even says it as joke. A thrill of chasing to make every mate’s bond stronger. How funny, this may be the first ever occurrence of an Alpha, running away in his own wedding.

I rubbed my mouth before I was looking at him. “Well, I have a meeting with my advisor today as it will be the recruits day. I might meet people and I will have another partner that might be happy to share new knowledge with me, I hope,” I said as I was sipping on the tea. Uncle Sam nodded as he was sipping on his tea as well. “Good for you. I’m sure your father would be proud,” he said as he smiled when he was remembering his brother AKA, my late father. Maxwell and I were the only living last wielder of the Wind element. I hoped nothing bad would happen to us.

"I don't know. I went to her room to call her out. But she was nowhere to be seen. And the bags are also gone. Miley ran away from home..'' I was informed and silence reigned in the whole room. My sister Miley was getting married to the Alpha of our pack today or rather she was being given out as collateral. The infamous Alpha of our pack was known to be a very cruel beast, people feared him a lot, but only a few had met him. It was rumored that he was an ugly beast with scars aligning his body so everyone wanted nothing to do with him. "Hayley…" my mother, Clara suddenly called as she grabbed my two hands. "You have to go in place of Miley…" she said hurriedly and I stilled.

"They went straight to the trash incinerator. There was so much stuff, we were worried Ms. Russell might change her mind, so we only took it yesterday." Samuel got the address and drove there right away. When he got there, he immediately saw the huge wedding picture going into the furnace. Samuel ran up like crazy, trying to grab it, almost touching the scorching heat, but the workers pulled him back. Still, Samuel's fingers got burned, and it hurt terribly. He watched the big wedding picture turn to ash in the flames, leaving nothing but a sense of emptiness. It was like the love and future he hoped to have with Tania.