Novel & Cerita Savage Zootopia

Sabastian POV The Savage Moon pack was very much its name sake. Savage. Their pack was buried deep in the woods south of The Crimson Moon pack. Unlike most other packs who had built cities, towns and, in Elio’s case, a fucking castle. The Savage Moon pack liked to keep to tradition, or as they would call it, in touch with their wolves. There were no roads in or out of the pack. They had 20 to 30 wooden huts where the pack members lived, but most of their time was spent in their wolves. They had little light due to the high trees blocking out most of the sun and zero cctv from what I could tell. The lack of light and minimal security would make this job easy in and out. I don’t even think the

The underground city cave's POV: contined “Stay here and wait for me I will come back here when the coast is clear.” “No, I’m going, not you I’m faster and stealthier then you.” “No, I can’t let you go what if you got hurt or caught?” Razz said, shaking his had; he couldn’t let her risk herself like that. “Look, I have been held captive we longer then you I know what I’m doing. I know how to get away without being seen, and I know how to lose people when their chasing me. Besides these are slow human men they will never catch me.” Z said as she shifted into her she-cheetah. Razz sighed and opened the door. “You run for ten minutes, then lose them before coming back here stick to the halls we

As Saphira didn't have a car, Sophia had given her a ride and would come and pick her up in a few minutes. Honk, honk, hoooonk! Saphira lifts her head and smiles. Sarah was really crazy. She was still at the end of the street and was already honking her car horn. Saphira enters when she stops the car, and they greet each other. - Hello. Did you wait too long? - No, I just left my room. - Perfect. Shall we have breakfast and then go to the Houston Zoo? - Excellent idea. I don't remember when I last went to a zoo.

Rumors were spreading but just a few people were saying the truth: Antonio had gone insane. When Zein walked out, thinking about Amelia and that all he wanted for that evening was to see her, a memory hit him hard. It seemed like the alcohol running through his veins was helping him to recall his memories before expected. Marco had undoubtedly found the Valladolid family. Hate poisoned him, giving him a supernatural strength to be able to get in despite the two policemen who grabbed him, but Marco released himself from them successfully. In a fast movement Marco took Zein by behind and pushed him against the wall, letting him see the hatred he felt for all of his kind.

All my life I had hoped and prayed for my mate to take me out of this place, or maybe when my sister became Luna I wouldn't suffer the humiliation I did. But that wasn't the case, my two hopes were completely shattered leaving me with nothing. I held my memories tight, like it was a tiny bit of sunlight in a dark place. When the cold bites deep and my stomach hurt from hunger, and my body shakes from weakness—I go back there. To that day, the first time I felt safe. FLASHBACK – Crescent Moon Pack, Age 12 It was the Harvest Moon Festival. The courtyard was alive with laughter and music, the older wolves dancing, the pack warriors sparring in circles.

MAVERICK The second I sensed that there was someone with us, I tugged Sofia tightly against me. Covering her front with mine so only her back was exposed. Her breasts were smashed into me and I tried not to get turned on again. It was Talon, looking for trouble again. He was wearing the playful smirk on his lips. I didn’t need to look into his mind to know his intentions were pure evil. He’d destroyed countless female creatures when they were placed under his care. He enjoyed breaking them and the prison authorities preferred to turn a blind eye to everything, but those were the ugly prison rules. If you didn’t have anyone to have your back, you were on your own. Clearly, those female creatu

But it was only a matter of seconds when Zeev loudly cursed, and Zane felt their vehicle wiggle on the road until they crashed on the sideway. The screeching sound of the motorbike bounced on the trees from the forest, Zeev was startled by the squirrel crossing the road and tried avoiding it, making them crash. They both rolled over from the road down to the edge of the forest. However, Zeev only rolled and hit the gutter, while Zane unfortunately fell down, hitting some trees before reaching the flat ground. Zeev groaned the pain from his legs and immediately removed his helmet. “Stupid squirrel.” He was annoyed and almost struggled to stand, looking around for his friend.

"And eleven traditional packs are actively implementing Spectrum reforms. That's twenty-nine packs total aligned with our principles." "Savage's defeat proved reform works practically, not just ideologically," Catherine added. "Hard to argue that Coalition techniques are weak when they defeated eighty-four fanatics." "What about Savage himself?" Vincent asked. "Any word on him?" "Dead," Elena said bluntly. "One of his own wolves killed him during the retreat. Apparently, he blamed him for the catastrophic losses. The wolf who killed him is requesting Coalition asylum." "Another defector wanting to join the side that beat him?" Marcus's voice was skeptical.

his hoarse voice demands gently, his large hands rubbing my shivering back. "The rogue traps blew our vehicle skyward at Moonhollow Ridge," I choke out through my tears, recalling the horrific timeline where his body shielded my skin from the burning metal. "Someone dragged my fur out of the wreckage while the flames roared into the clouds, but I couldn't see your face through the thick black smoke." "My wolf is right here, Zafira," his chest rumbles deeply against my ear, trying to soothe my panic. "No fire will take my life from your paws."

For now. As I appear inside the safe house I use to give rogue sanguidae sanctuary, I look at the six new additions around me. Four are writhing in inexplicable pain - a result of cadmium from the smell of it - while their leader remains unconscious, and the sweet girl Amber stays close comforting him. Despite this curse that has befallen her, her sweetness still shines through. Perhaps if they complete the bond it might rub off on the prick, at the very least it might tame his hunger. I have seen animai bonds make sanguidae become more controlled once the bond is completed. Maybe that’s what Zarseti had in mind for me, but if that’s the case, she’s an idiot. I’m not like any of them and she