Slytherin Animal Novels & Stories

Draco said calmly. "I know I don't have any right on him, brother. But I don't know why it guts me knowing I was about to kill my own blood for Clarke. Finlay thinks of me as a monster. What would happen if he finds out he was my son? I don't want him to hate me," Draco grabbed his nape pulling him to his shoulder as Dexter tried not to cry. His whole body trembled at the realization of what he did to his own child. But something made him worried sick because he knew that the silver-haired girl wasn't a werewolf and not a human either. She had immense powers unlike he has seen before and Finlay did possess those powers.

Slyvia was standing over him. Draped in black, chanting a spell. I knew the spell, a spell to turn his body into medicine to strengthen her. Does this mean this evil woman had been using Malcolm for her interest all this while? Why wouldn't it be so, both of them are evil and greedy, they match so well but I guess one is smarter than the other now. Malcolm see your life, what a life! I gulped as I noticed bones were littered everywhere too, little bones of baby wolves. What kind of human is Sylvia even pups? Doesn't she feel anything while sniffing out life from these little ones?

he said softly and turned away. “Wait!” I called out, “What are you?” He turned his face to me, “Just a humble servant” he smiled and bowed. “They will catch your scent now.” And with that, he disappeared into the wind. I could not believe what my eyes had just seen. Magic? On wolf territory? That was an abomination. Sorcerers have been sworn enemies of the lycans for millennia, it’s been so long since any of their kind was seen so close to wolf territory.

I continued, keeping my eyes on the cage, “but that thing is feeding off this, and turning us against each other.” Silence fell over the group. “It’s trying to push us apart,” I explained. “So we’ll lose focus.” “She’s right,” Kylan agreed. He tilted his head slightly, studying Sora. I knew that look. He was measuring the risks, calculating outcomes, and probably thinking the same as everyone else. Sora was the smallest, the least physically imposing, and a nervous wreck. The one who wouldn’t be able to know what to do if Baelor lost control. If any of us shifted, things might’ve been different. She was still a Lycan, after all, but like this?

“Then... What about the promise you made with his brother? Was it really an accident?” “I cast a tracking spell.” “And what were the results?” “Very clean.” “That's very suspicious.” “Right. Because it's too clean. It's like someone erased their tracks with magic.” “But what was that creature? Your guess?” “My guess? A werewolf. All the clues fit. But... No werewolf is that big except for Lycans. And the only one with Lycans is Lyall. But he was still in his pack in Europe at the time.”

" he demanded, his Alpha abilities rolling off of him slamming into me with such power, that I had no choice but to obey. I was terrified but my wolf wasn't. *Glady.* she said and I shifted...It all happened so fast. Their Eyes almost bulged out of their heads when they saw my wolf! Syla's wolf form stood before them majestic, radiating an ethereal aura. Her coat shines like polished moonstone, with subtle, shimmering silver undertones. Her fur is thick and luxurious, with a soft, velvety texture. Her eyes burn with an intense, celestial blue light, illuminating the darkness. Her slender, athletic build exudes strength, agility, and grace.

- I'm hungry too. August failed his griffin. He stubbornly glared angrily at the hunter with orange eyes. The front bird's paws plowed the ground with their claws. The lion's tail twitched nervously from side to side. I looked at the griffin in fascination. And she shuddered when Thunder snapped his powerful beak right next to August's face. With persuasion, and even shouting, we, along with other students, pulled our companions into the luminous circle of the portal. The animals were stubborn, rightly distrusting the unfamiliar magic in the form of a shining ring of transition.

Aidan watched them in total awestruck by this spectacle, unknowingly this fight etched inside his brain. Meanwhile, Sly changed into a black dragon, copying the dragon in front of him minus the color while being assisted by Ajiad and Yusoff. Unlike Ibrahim and Liliana, Sly wasn’t exactly struggling but he still didn’t have the leeway to finish this battle earlier than he originally thought. Although he already smelled King and Double, he still couldn’t look away to see where Shadow was because of how tough his opponent was. A small Elementalist nudged him on his cheek and tilted their head. It was the rock Elementalist call by Ajiad.

Seraphina tried to be firm but her soft voice betrayed her. Even still, Bethel sighed and seated herself next to Seraphina. “Familiars are the animals which Vampires can shape shift into. When a vampire child is born, they will have a silver birthmark which shows what their familiar will be. Familiars are a reflection of a Vampires true character.” Seraphina’s brows were knitted trying to make sense of what Bethel was saying. “Is that why Lord Stevano of House De-Buccleuch has that silver serpent on his face?” whispered Rose. “Yes, his familiar is a serpent, in fact the whole House De-Buccluech are reptiles of some sort, bunch of cold-blooded snakes” Bethel trailed off.

Some thing was about to happen; she could sense it. Beside her, her loyal companion, a majestic black wolf named Luna, her grandmother, exhibited a restlessness of her own. The fur on her back stood on end, her keen eyes scanning the surroundings with an intensity matching Emily's own unease. Luna Malfoy had always been attuned to Emily's emotions, and now her wolf instincts seemed to amplify the growing strangeness in the air.