Sonic Wolves Novels & Stories

Ultrasonic deterrents activated in the eastern territory-the high-frequency sound was designed to disorient transformed werewolves, while leaving humans unaffected. "What sorcery is this?" Bernard demanded, staring at the screens in his mixture of horror and fascination. "The future," I said, not turning away from the screens. "Fiona, situation report?" The redheaded beta stepped to my side, her stance rigid but restrained. "Two dozen Morrison wolves breached the eastern fence line. But your new security measures are holding them off. The ultrasonic barriers are particularly effective-they're disoriented, confused." A cruel smile twisted my lips. "And the cyber attack?

"How about this. you dry those tears, put on a smile, and we go back to the party." Sonia didn't move. Her voice trembling "But what are you? Your eyes... They were red. And your nails were long. What are you? No human does that. Only... only witches and demons." "We are wolves," Roy said simply. "You can ask your dad about us." Sonia’s face twisted into a mask of confusion. "My dad?" "Yes," Roy said. "Mr. Micheal." "He isn't my dad," Sonia said flatly. Joy and Roy exchanged a look, both raising an eyebrow in unison.

’ Unable to stop the curiosity that is flaring within me, I turn my gaze towards the area the growl came from and watch as multiple large wolves who seem to be made of only ice and bone with glowing red eyes start to empty out and quickly fill the area. ‘Son of a…’ I hear Fineon hiss, mirroring my thoughts exactly. ‘Those are…’ ‘Glacies wolves.’ Uncle Ramone finishes. ‘Now move!’ Not needing any more encouragement, I start to do as he says but stop as more pain hits. It becomes more intense as I get closer to the cave's exit, as if it doesn't want me to leave. ‘He’s coming for us.’ Artemis insists, attempting to encourage me to stay. ‘He has searched so long!’

The Goddess’s favorite executioner. "Silas, move!" I screamed. Silas didn't hesitate. He grabbed me around the waist and dove behind a thick stone pillar just as the giant wolf let out a howl. But this wasn't a normal howl. It was a sonic wave of pure ice. The air in the room froze instantly. The wolves who weren't fast enough were turned into ice statues, their faces frozen in expressions of pure terror.

Their eyes glint with primal ferocity, their snarls a combative symphony that stirs hope in the hearts of the Clovis warriors. The wolves do not hesitate. They charge toward the griffin-faced creature with unrelenting fervor, their movements an eclectic blend of precision and savagery. The beast roars in defiance, its talons slashing at the air, but the wolves swarm it with an indomitable force, their teeth and claws finding purchase in its shadowy flesh. The air is filled with the cacophony of the struggle—the guttural growls of the wolves, the beast’s enraged screams, and the sickening sounds of flesh being torn asunder.

Her call is an echo on the wind, a summons to battle that cannot be ignored. Beside her appears a pair of wolves, Aoron and Eta. They connect with the werewolves, seeking compatible partners amidst the pack. Together, they unleash a powerful howl and charge towards the Drider. They attack from all directions, their claws and teeth deadly weapons that tear and rend. Gradually, they manage to break all the Drider's legs, incapacitating it.

“Why is the atmosphere scarry?” I asked Rani. “The ongoing war, my Lady.” She replies. “I heard Beta Zero saying the Sona wolves are attacking.” She said in a low voice, her eyes darting around in fear. With the looks on my Tessa and the rest of them in this living room, the Sona wolves were sure to be dangerous for them to be this scared. “Are they not like normal…” Before I could finish, Rani replied, “They are worse. They are dangerously powerful. They go invisible while fighting.” She explains then fear rushes through my veins.

The wolves were swatted aside like dust, their bodies hitting the basalt pillars with a wet, hollow impact that left the snow stained with an irreversible, dark crimson. The pack halted, their golden eyes wide with a confusion that was more terrifying than their rage. They were used to killing things that bled and feared. They were not used to fighting machines that didn't know how to die. "They're deploying the emitters!" Kael shouted, his hands clawing at his ears. Huuuuuuuuu— A low-frequency hum began to vibrate through the floorboards, a sound so deep it didn't hit the ears; it hit the cerebellum. Subsonic Resonators. They were designed to dissolve the equilibrium of any creature with a

My father was out of the house that night, he was off fighting as the chief warlord. The burning smelled of gasoline, wood, and plastic. A salad of smells that would haunt my memories if ever all three smells are all present. Shortly after the siren battle my father, Chieftain Botah, lead an army to the shores of the ocean. The fool was overconfident that he could defeat the enemy in the water. But they had the advantage of being sea creatures themselves. They swan under the boats and drowned hundreds of werewolves without even trying.

It reached for its throat. A high-pitched, screeching whistle tore through the air. It wasn't a sound humans could hear, but the wolves in the room collapsed instantly. Victor hit his knees, his hands clawing at his ears. Blood leaked from his nose. He let out a choked, agonized roar as the sonic frequency hammered into his brain, paralyzing his muscles. "Victor!" Elodie scrambled out of the vent, Rhoda and Zack right behind her.