Shadow Hedgehog Maria Novels & Stories

She takes my hand in hers and squeezes it gently. "We are werewolves, not monsters," she says softly. "Our pack is called the Shadows and is led by Gabriel Valley. He became our leader after his father's death some months ago." I sigh and turn to look at her. Her blue eyes look sad as she stares at me. "I promise you my child, you are not a monster. Being different is your greatest power," she whispers, grazing her fingers across my eyebrows. "You'll see," she adds with a faint smile. I stare at her drowning in my thoughts. I think about everything. Me. Them. The pack. I'd have sworn last night was just a dream but I know what I saw and felt. It was all too real. "Your father and I are going

A she-wolf who was ACTUALLY involved in what happened to Stephanie? No. No, no, no, no, no. In the name of all the pack members who have silently suffered because of the actions of Sheila Black, I will not go quietly. And I will not go peacefully. Nor will I wait for Rose to heal me. I will stand against this injustice on anger and adrenaline alone. My legs may be wobbly, but my voice will not be. “I, Lily Brogan, forgotten and neglected daughter of Beta Robert and Margie Brogan, hereby reject you, James Anderson, future alpha of the West Mountain Pack, as my mate.”

"Oh, it's a rare kind of witch, I'm the only one in existence. Shadow witches are witches that stand between the living, the dead and the moon…" "So you are dead?" "What, no," I laughed. "We just draw our powers from darkness but not evil. It's like vampires, living dead but some have a good heart. I'm not dead, I'm half human, half shadow witch, half light witch. My mother was the former autumn witch and great great grandmother, the crone of witches… Or was it my great great great grandmother? Something like that, I have forgotten how many greats there are." "You know what, keep the explanation to yourself, shadow witches sound scary," she shivered to prove her point. I chuckled. "You are M

It was most likely that Chloe had been preoccupied for no reason but Dagmar, despite having the subtlety of a brick to the head, was the best one to confirm that. “What is a shadow wolf?” Chloe finally asked. The silence was deafening and Chloe could feel Ursula's surprise pulsing off of her in waves. But while Ursula was surprised by the question, Dagmar wasn't. If anything, it was as if the older witch had been expecting the question and had simply been waiting for Chloe to mention it. There was a knowing in her hard eyes that once again, had Chloe wondering just how long had Dagmar been walking the earth and was there anything she didn't know.

Almost there. But as she neared the exit, a large shadow emerged from behind a stack of old wooden crates blocking her path. A man stepped out of the darkness with unnerving calmness, as if he had been waiting for her there all along. Claire stopped so suddenly she nearly stumbled. Her eyes went wide as she recognized the figure standing before her. "Arthur?" Her voice came out hoarse, barely audible.

“This smells like a trap. We don’t know where she’s been.” Maria answered before Aria could. “I’ve been in the south. Running. Hiding. Killing who needed to be killed.” She looked at Aria. “But always for you.” Aria studied her. Then nodded to Matteo. “Strip her down. Check for wires. Check her blood.” Maria didn’t move. “Do it,” she said. “And when you’re done, we talk. Because I didn’t just come back with names. I came back with a list of every Umbra-adjacent vault Luciana’s trying to breach. And a new name.”

"— very well, as expected from an Alpha who has a Luna without a wolf." "Watch your tongue, rogue..." Alexander butted in, his eyes flaring up in anger. "Don't you dare smear Dark Knight's Luna with that filthy mouth of yours!" "Then do your worse if you want my mouth shut." The rogue continued. "— that doesn't change the fact that your Luna is vulnerable even than an omega." "You asked for this, then so be it." Kenziel growled, tightening his grip around the rogue. The rogue let out a weak, ragged laugh, his body growing limp as Kenziel's grip began to suffocate him.

"You don't know ... she's so slippery ... it's hard to get out of her trap!" "Let's find out!" Even though Marco was reluctant, he realized that what Rodrigo said was true. Maria Webster ... could be the hidden ticket to safely out of this pack ... Tonight! Rodrigo opened the door to the alpha's room. He hopes to see an amazing sight .... Rodrigo is very curious about Maria's sincerity, who said that she would give an extraordinary surprise to the alpha.

But just as I reached for the bag, Anderson’s hand stopped mine, firm and unyielding. My wolf bristled slightly. Then he looked past me, gesturing toward Maria. “Go ahead.” Maria didn’t notice anything strange. Why would she? She was too busy smiling, already thinking about the fruit. “Okay!” she chirped, hopping off the chair and grabbing the bag before heading out. The door closed behind her. Silence followed, heavy and intentional. Martha lay unconscious, Maria was gone. Even a blind wolf could tell he was here for me. I lifted my eyes slowly, meeting his gaze. My expression cooled, my wolf pulling back into that familiar guarded stillness.

Henrietta's POV: I didn't lie when I told Sir Cornel that I and my brother became strays three years ago. But I did lie when I told him that I couldn't remember anything from my life before becoming a stray. My brother and I were the illegitimate children of Alpha Adam, the Alpha of Highbrow pack in the South. He and my mum, Sherry, had a secret relationship which produced me and my brother. Because my dad was already married and his Luna was a fierce woman who would not hesitate to kill my mother and us if we were ever discovered, we had to stay hidden.