Novel & Cerita Son Of The Wolf

Alpha Peter struggled with speechlessness, as he digested what the redheaded human in front of him had just said and implied. A big black wolf with deep blue eyes? That was the exact description of his son. He had seen it first hand in the forest. If not for the other interesting factor, the phanthom and the human, he had almost gushed at the largeness of his son's wolf, and its sheer blackness; and he hadn't even turned 18 yet. He had been happy, but then the issue of the phanthom had zapped his interest.

His voice, soft and tremulous, strikes through me like a bolt of lightning. He could speak! But my wolf doesn’t care. Her head snaps toward him, her eyes narrowing as she sizes him up, the scent of blood still thick in the air. Ryker's eyes widen in terror as he stares at his father lying on the ground, bleeding and injured I feel the wolf’s predatory thoughts echo through my mind. ‘Weak. Easy prey.’ I instantly freeze up when I heard that. Ryker is my son, technically our son. I couldn’t believe she would also desire to kill him.

“Almost no one does. His birth was… dark. Horrific.” “What do you mean, dark?” Kirill asked. “Why have you kept silent all these years?” “Because I protected my daughter myself,” the man snapped. “May I continue?” “Continue,” Egor barked. “You all know Gromov is human.” They nodded. “But his son is a werewolf. Gromov kept a she-wolf captive and used her until she bore him a son. Immediately after giving birth, the poor woman took her own life.

His wolf growled out, his black eyes turning gold, a sign of his wolf emerging from its slumber, only for his sister’s own black eyes to turn copper, challenging his with a small snarl. Being born from a powerful alpha like their father, as well as a strong-willed and outspoken woman as a mother, all three Knox siblings were born as an alpha and to say the least, it had led to an interesting family dinner, one of which is far more than enough to give their parents a headache for a lifetime.

"I have a perfectly clean record. In fact, to make it easy for you, my name is Zarek Zachary. I am from the Blood Stone pack, and I am the son of Beta Zachary." ​My eyes widened in sheer, genuine shock. My breath hitched in my throat as I stared at him. What?! ​I knew Zarek was Sonia’s cousin, and I knew he had agreed to help me escape this living hell, but he had never told me his full background. I had no idea that Sonia's cousin was actually a Beta's son! A high-ranking wolf from a powerful neighboring territory. ​I quickly looked up at Enzo, and the instant unease spreading across his face was beautiful to witness. His jaw clenched so hard a vein throbbed in his temple, and his amber eye

The scoff that left me at his admission about mates caused Hudson to snort a laugh next to me from the driver's seat. "Clearly." The wolf sitting next to Conner snapped, and I could feel the increased tension between them. Insulting the mate bond was one of the biggest offenses to most wolves. "I was seventeen when my dad died. I didn't know what pack my dad had come from since he stayed in fur most of the time after my mom passed. Hell, I was surprised he lasted as long as he did. If he didn't have me there, he probably would have died along with her. Anyway, I had nowhere else to go. I had seen rogues countless times in my life, fought with them, and eventually watched them kill my dad.

Some quiet. “I don’t expect you to trust me,” Dren continued. “I don’t trust me either. But I’m here. I’m working. If I betray you, kill me. But don’t kill the pack because you’re scared of me.” Silence. Heavy, uncomfortable silence. Then an old wolf, one of the ones who’d fought in the last war, stepped forward. He looked at Dren for a long time. “My son died at the border,” the old wolf said. “River Claw blade. I hate them. All of them. But…” He sighed. “But if we become them, he died for nothing.”

His fur was as raven as Onyx's and his striking eyes shone with the same icy blue as Dominic's. “You need to turn. I want to talk to him,” Onyx suggested. A moment later, and Dominic turned into his wolf as well. “Can you hear me? “ Onyx tried to reach out to DJ's wolf. “Yes I can,” DJ's Wolf answered. “What's your name? “ “Orion.” “That's a strong name.” Onyx praised. He stepped closer to Orion, and the pup raised his eyes to look at him. “I am your father.” “I know. I can feel it.”

I spoke with a flat tone and watched the colour drain from his face and fear take over. “Kill him.” He shouted as he shifted into a muddy coloured brown wolf. One that was no match for my own. I ran straight for him, shifting mid air into Khaos' huge black wolf. One of the other wolves came at me from the side as Jack went in for my throat. Both were nothing, as I kicked my back legs out at the unknown rogue and heard the snapping of bones as I shattered his jaw. Followed by his yelp of pain. Jack, seeing that he wasn't going to get my throat veered left and jumped onto my back, sinking his teeth into my shoulder.

“The mixed couple that just got married, uh, he’s lion, right?” “We believe so. We mostly guess at what we were mixed with since the records were destroyed. With his coloring and his personality we can assume he was mixed with that DNA. What about him?” “I met Justice North and he has the same kind of eyes as Valiant. Is he lion?” That would explain the roar after sex. “His coloring is not right. In my free time I’m studying animals. I wanted to guess better what some of us were changed with.” Breeze looked proud. “I think he is