Rust Wolves Novels & Stories

They didn't stop though, they kept riding hard on their horses away from the fortress. Just before they got to the Blade lake river, they heard the howl once more and a big black wolf leaped out of the woods, the wolf ripped off the head of one of the guards and disappeared into the woods again- leaving the guard headless on the floor with his horse running off into the dark. They didn't stop riding hard, they kept fleeing while shooting arrows in every direction- hoping to hit the strange beast with their arrows.

People are screaming and running around, some to stop the fires and some to get away from something. And it doesn’t take me long to see what they’re running away from. Smaller black wolves with red eyes and matted fur, their ears perked up and their mouths locked in what looked like a permanent sneer, frothing and dirty. Bones rippling from their dirty coats. Rogues. The Rogues have finally infiltrated the pack and are now attacking. The pack is not new to the concept of Rogues. Because of our location, it’s easy for the Rogues to get into our forests and sometimes steal from our resources there. This is the reason why we always had the strongest borders that no one has passed before.

He chuckled as he sat down on the empty bench across from Katie and me. I looked up to meet his gaze and he smiled that gorgeous grin at me again. The brunette girl Lauren huffed and rolled her eyes annoyed that he had sat down to talk to me. "That's better. So these markings are a gift from the Moon Goddess. And don't feel bad for being curious about them, everyone is when they first meet me. When I got them the council literally inspected them with a magnifying glass which was weird. No one alive has ever seen anything like this before because they are the markings of a blessed wolf. I'm the first one born in three centuries. The blessed Full Lunar Wolf. I didn't have these until I shifted

“Oh, oh, it’s so easy. Ten or fifteen years is quite possible to be in public. Now it's Leo, Mitya and me, but soon Mom and Aru will have to take care of business. Thirty years is a long time not to run into the same people. In confirmation of what was said, the wolf made a guttural sound and ran around them. - Run already. Elka patted her furry back. - A werewolf cannot be a human all the time, he immediately weakens. Therefore, get used to meeting them on the site in this form. Dmitri fell off all legs or paws - Lily did not decide which was more correct. The girls sat down on a pine tree felled by bad weather and watched the frolicking beast. Now hiding in the thick of the forest, then re

But then again, maybe they are and stay hidden like my kind. I'm an unranked member of the Moonless Night Pack. Unranked because I was born female and in our pack not all females have wolves. All males have wolves, they normally announce themselves between age 15 and age 18. Females may find their wolf on their 18th birthday or when their mate marks them. But not all females have a wolf to find. I stopped swimming after my 50th lap and floated, simply enjoying the chill of the water and the peace of the lake. I floated for a few minutes, knowing I should head for the shore but just enjoying the calm morning as the world woke up.

Claimed by no pack and feared by every council. But she wasn’t just a Beta anymore. She was something else now—something unnameable. And she had to find out why the Moon had marked her twice. The scent hit her before the voices did. Smoke. Wood. Wet fur. Racheal slowed, crouching low. Through the brush, she spotted them—wolves. At least twenty. All gathered around a low-burning fire in a clearing surrounded by fallen stones. Some were older, hardened with scars and mistrust. Others were younger, with watchful eyes and twitching ears.

She lifted her face to the sky and called for her mate. Trentity wolves have a light greyish fur with black tips on their paws, ears, and nose. Usually, the wolf and human share the same color eyes. Another tell-tale sign of what we are, as if it were necessary. Within a few moments, an enormous reddish-brown wolf with yellow glowing eyes was in front of us. Roxy moved closer and rubbed her body against Rafe's side.

“You cannot send someone over here, that is what this is about. There is no story, Susan so call the dogs off.” She lets out a snort. “Don’t fool me, Roxy. I saw your original picture of an impressive wolf. Rumor has it from one of our team that there are rogue wolves everywhere in Anchorage. And apparently, they are larger than any other wolf to have been seen by the human eye.”

I commanded and hung up. I hated Rogues, we had a bad history with them and all I've ever known is they're trouble. We never welcomed them and always drove them away even if they were just by the borderline. I parked my car and transformed into my wolf form. My wolf Drogo, is a Red wolf and red wolves are rare species of wolves, we were known to have more unique traits, for being mostly vicious and tough, our senses were more heightened and our characteristics are supreme to other wolves. Red wolves are rare but it was oddly a common trait in the nightfall pack.

That’s why they were given the rooms near me, so I can better protect them. My dad rarely stays in this house. He and his cohorts stay at the beta’s fancy residence. Would be nice if he was here right now, but I couldn’t feel his alpha presence so I know we’re on our own. Fuck. There’s not much known about the origins of the red wolves. Apparently, they are part werewolves, part coyotes, and full breed devastators. Makes me wonder how they breached pass the patrol guys stationed at the boarders. The only thing I can think of is they came through the city, seemingly acting as passers-by or tourists, and attacked at the break of dawn, when we least expect it.