Smoke Wolves の小説・ストーリー

Trees blurred into a tapestry of green and brown, speed my only ally as I pursued the smoke. The world burned around me, the air thick with heat and the unmistakable scent of ash. I skidded to a halt at the pack's territory, the scene before me a living nightmare. Flames danced and twisted, casting flickering shadows across the chaos. Wolves fought frantically, struggling to push back the tide of darkness sweeping over our home.

Every breath turned to steam before vanishing into the dead air. “Keep tight,” I muttered, my voice barely audible over the crunching beneath us. We were ghosts moving in white hell. Then—a scent. Faint. Bitter. Smoky. Sootshade. A rare herb. Burn it, and wolves can’t pick up shit. That’s what they were using. Smart bastards. I narrowed my eyes. I couldn't see jack through the dense dark. My night goggles flickered for a second—interference. Fuck. Then it moved.

Verina’s wolves fanned out on either side of her, all of them large, dark, with glowing red eyes, crouching down, ready to hurl themselves at my pack. My wolves were equally prepared, stooping low, finding their centers of gravity so they could launch off of the ground and meet any attack midair. Or be the first to strike.

In the blown window, a brown she-wolf crouched half inside, breath hot and rotten, eyes intelligent and hateful. “Out of my house!” Jake bellowed. The wolf weighed him, then lifted a muscled forearm as he fired. Rounds sparked off hide and bone. Zak and Tara piled in. “Smart bitch,” Jake snapped, still working the trigger. “She’s not going down!” Zak barked, stitching a burst. “Body!” Jake yelled. They dragged fire off the skull. The she-wolf shrieked, rocked, then vaulted backward into the yard and vanished into the dark.

“I am Selene, the moon goddess. In just few years, a guardian of my own choice will rise alongside four special wolves that I have chosen. Together, they will save the werewolf Kingdom from perishing. The wolves will be called the Elemental wolves and they will be able to wield each of the four elements. “The guardian will help the Elemental wolves with their powers and she shall be their mother. The Elemental wolves will be paired mates, born on the same day and they will come from only three packs; The Royal Park, The Intelligence Park and the Power Park. The war Park is not included because the Elemental wolves will eventually need the warriors from the park. The Elemental wolves will be

The flames reach toward the stars, painting the night sky in shades of gold and blue and silver. Wolves of smoke and starlight step through the fire like it's nothing more than a doorway. Creatures with eyes full of old pain and older grace emerge from the flames, their forms shifting between human and animal, between flesh and spirit. They step from the fire and circle us, not attacking, not threatening. Just watching and waiting. I bow my head, my voice barely a whisper. "We see you. We remember. We welcome you home." For a moment, there's no sound at all. The world holds its breath.

** Chapter 64: The Sudden Appearance. Heartbroken, Radolf returned to his pack in Bavaria. What exactly was he supposed to say? That the Beta was torn apart?? “You perceived the Sable Smoke, didn't you, Alpha?” Nyx asked as soon as she parked the car in front of the pack house. The Sable Smoke was the dark, and dangerous smell that followed witches and wizards around. They'd driven for hours in silence—the silence of longing to find out he didn't die.

As deadly as a wolf might be, alchemists are far worse creatures. Yes, wolves were much easier to speak with. Bobble, the white tumid fish on her bedside table, watched the wolf with wide, fearful eyes. His gaze is more bulging than normal, if that was possible. The fat little fish looks like its puffy body was filled entirely with anxiety at this moment.

- Ma-a-rta-a, well, explain. - Alina meant that Maxim could not, mmm, ... let's say, meet with every woman. Men have a sharper sense of smell than we do. And the stronger the wolf, the more difficult it is for a man to find a woman. Sometimes strong werewolves get nausea, headaches, if due to circumstances they are forced to communicate for a long time with unsuitable smelling women. And the alpha wolf is even harder without a woman. - Why? - It is necessary to throw off excess force.

"I am going to change everything and it's because of you, that I'm so certain. I haven't told anyone this because it was a time that I found doubt in myself–as a shifter and an alpha. A horrible accident nearly killed me when I was in Genoa and it effected my healing, strength, speed; everything," He put his head on her shoulder with a sigh, "I was afraid to lose who I was and in a desperate attempt to heal faster I found... unconventional advice. There is no exact scientifical explanation for rogue wolves because they are like an illness, but what if we introduced that into our normal DNA?" A series of sounds appeared at max volume in her mind, from screams to running steps–the swish of gra