Novel & Cerita Son Of The Wolf

What? The leader looked directly at Ryan. We weren’t sent here to kill you. Ryan’s eyes narrowed. Then why are you here? The wolf’s smile widened. To take you home. Ryan’s father immediately shifted. Bones cracked. Fur covered his body as his wolf emerged, massive and powerful beneath the moonlight. Betty gasped. Ryan stared at him. His father looked back at him for one final second. Run. But this time Ryan didn’t obey. He stepped forward. No.

"We don't want humans aware of our existence. I already told you nobody wants to kill you." She relaxed a little. "How do you do that with your voice?" "I am the Alpha, leader of the pack, your new leader," he said. "There is a hierarchy around here." "So I have to listen to whatever you say?" "You still have free will if that's what you're asking. But wolves automatically respect their Alpha. It's natural to follow a leader." "Do we change into wolves on the full moon? Will silver bullets kill us?"

The other male never moved from his spot, with his head bowed to me. "They know we're here. " Tim glare over in the distance as he walks over standing next to me. I look to my right to see five more wolves coming our way through the thick trees. The brown wolf in front stops and shifts back into his human form. The male looks at me with fear in his eyes like he's seeing a ghost. He kneels down next to the young male who's still drowning on his own blood. From his scent and the power he holds, this male is a beta and the dying boy carries his scent, telling me the young male is his son. The boy's body goes limp in his father's arms, causing his father to let out a loud roar standing to his fe

I stood before the mirror, trembling. “Come out!” I screamed. My voice cracked. “Come out, damn you!” But there was no answer. “You're supposed to be my wolf companion! My protector! How could you, how could you kill him?” My breath came in ragged sobs. “You monster… You coward! Show yourself!” My wolf didn’t speak. It was like she’d buried herself deep inside me, ashamed, or worse… indifferent. I collapsed to the floor, broken and breathless, tears searing down my cheeks. I curled into myself, praying that this was all a nightmare, that I’d wake up and find my father humming in the kitchen, that the arena had never happened, that my wolf had never emerged.

I smiled as he was placed into my arms and his big yellow eyes looked at me curiously. "I love you so much little sweetie," I said softly and rubbed my nose with his. "He's got a young wolf," Adira whines and I held him against my chest and told Sagon that Lucifer cannot have my son. "He's got a wolf and belongs with my pack," I said firmly and Sagon tapped his amulet to call Lucifer. The asshole appeared and I held Bjorn tightly against my chest. "I'm taking my son, he carries a wolf and belongs with his kind," I stated firmly and Lucifer rolled his eyes.

My name is Loric, the son of the Bloody Shadow Pack’s alphas. Our pack was so powerful that everyone feared my father and respected him. Unfortunately, he only had one child, me. An cursed wolf who can't even shift. The son he never wanted. What he longed for was an strong wolf, someone strong enough to inherit his power. But that was never possible with me.

“We’re going to awaken it… so it can fight for the human side of him.” “Isn’t that dangerous?” I looked back at my son, who seemed calmer with those doctors than he ever had with the hospital staff. “No. It would only be dangerous if he were fully human. The pup is the son of the strongest wolf in the pack. His blood carries the lineage of powerful Alphas. Don’t underestimate the strength that child holds. If his father were another wolf… he likely wouldn’t even be here.” “So I should thank Jordan for that?” I said quietly.

I collapsed to my knees, defeated, and stared at the black wolf in front of me, with my son held captive in its sharp jaws. He emitted a low, warning growl to anyone who dared approach him while still holding Leon in his jaws. His deadly red eyes locked onto me, rendering me useless. I couldn't move, but that didn't stop tears from falling down my face, over my powerlessness in saving my own son. Who was he? Why did he want my son, a Beta, instead of me, the Alpha? "Who are you? What do you want with my son?" My voice trembled amid my sobs as I gazed up miserably at the massive black wolf before me.

His wolf stands tall, a massive creature with sleek, powerful fur and golden eyes that gleam with the fury of the wild. Nyx takes a step forward, her heart racing as she gazes at the creature before her. It’s not just a wolf—it’s Enzo’s wolf. The same eyes, the same fierce determination, now reflected in the form of a beast far stronger than anything she could have imagined. Her son has finally come into his power. “Enzo,” she breathes, her voice trembling with pride.

Within moments, standing before him was not a man, but a massive wolf. Maxton stumbled back, speechless. “He… he… he—” Amaretti smiled faintly. “Yes. A wolf. Your father is a werewolf. Alpha of the Crescent Wolf Clan. He rules all seven borderlands in Seattl…...” Mason shifted back, standing naked in his human form. “That’s enough, Ama. The boy’s already terrified.” He wrapped a blanket around himself and approached his son. “I am a werewolf,” Mason said firmly. “That makes you one too—a hybrid. Born of human and wolf.”