Sons Of The Forest Blueprints What They Do Novels & Stories

He realizes the rogue syndicate needs my father's unique DNA to unlock the sealed, underground vaults of the first ancestral forest. The revelation strikes like a physical blow; the seismic spell wasn't meant to destroy the keep at all, but rather to serve as a surgical instrument, carving an invisible pipeline straight down to where my father stood. The syndicate, operating through residual sleeper cells or dark automated rituals left behind by Blackfang, knew exactly whose bloodline possessed the dormant key required to breach the primordial groves hidden beneath the mountain's roots.

And military maps of the entire northern kingdom—every war-band's position, every clan's allegiance, marked in precise detail. My blood went cold. I knew what I carried on my back could start a bloodbath. On my way back, rogues burst from the forest, surrounding me. I had no wolf. No weapon. I just clutched the blueprints to my chest. The black alpha lunged at me, sinking its teeth into my wrist. Blood gushed out. I closed my eyes, waiting for it to tear out my throat. But the pain never came. I opened my eyes.

I couldn’t afford to let my father know, but I just learned from him that my father discovered recently. It must be why he knew I was going to be with Almira. I ran a hand through my hair, frowning. "What do you mean they turned blue? And decapitated? Isn’t that like what you reported to me last week? Does that mean it’s becoming a pattern?” I asked, my forehead creasing. Beta Mid nodded. "Yes, Alpha. It looks like a signature. They’ve been doing that to our people. It could be the wild rogues, but… " He looked me in the eyes. “We’re not exactly sure what turns them blue.”

She fought the urge to moan in bliss. “Unusual activity, indeed,” he murmured. “I believe your father found exactly what he thought he had found. A criminal organization using Zeus Forest Works to hide their illegal logging of hardwood trees in the area. To do that,” he pulled a wry face. “They will have contacts high up in the management of Zeus. May I take this?” He patted the folder. “I will need to look through it in detail and consult with the nest about how to manage it.” “Sure,” she shrugged. “It’s no good to me. Apparently, my father was going to give it to some reporter, but I think that’s probably just going to piss off the wrong people.”

It was a suicide run, even for a President. "And the mapping?" Dax asked, his voice sounding hollow. "The mapping stays with the winner," Sienna said, her violet eyes flashing. "The Ghost Wolf engine was always a Luna project, Dax. Your father stole the blueprints, but the soul of that machine belongs to us."

According to the knowledge Chan shared with him about the werewolves, Blue Moon were the weakest pack amongst the Pack Trinity. The packs he should be worried about where The Forbidden Forest Pack, which his father and mother fought hard to send to extinction. They had a mythical connection that helped them control animals. And the Red Mountains, which had for some reasons, stayed clear from this part of their world. They’re rumored to be descendant of the Moon goddess herself. The King laid back on the bed after sending the bird back with no reply. Someone banged loudly on his door, interrupting his new peace. “Your highness, there’s been a rebellion at the prison house. And the attack it t

The army moved through the dark forest like a living thing. The trees pressed close on all sides, their twisted branches reaching toward the sky like grasping fingers. The mist that had shrouded the forest from a distance now wrapped around the soldiers like a cold blanket, muffling sounds and distorting shapes. Wolves scouted ahead, their senses sharp in the gloom, noses twitching at unfamiliar scents, ears straining for any hint of danger. Vampires flanked the main force, moving in near silence, ready to respond to any threat that emerged from the shadows. Hybrids walked at the center, their unique abilities keeping everyone connected, their mixed heritage allowing them to understand both

After a while, their doorbell rang a few times. "There they are," Noah said before standing up and opening the door. A boy and a girl came. I couldn't really see their faces since Noah was blocking both of them. Noah must've told them to behave or something because it seems like he was scolding them before all three of them walked towards us. And holy crap. I know them. I know the son and the daughter. I honestly don't really give a damn about the daughter, but the son... I couldn't forget a face like that. How could I? His alluring forest green eyes stared at me blankly. He didn't want to be here. It seems like they weren't informed that I was going to be here, anyway.

We now needed blueprints to be as swift as possible. "Ellie, just hacked a secured database and found the blueprints," Dad said, and I sighed. "Send them over, and lead us to the victims," I said, "Will do, son," he said, and I smiled. We are not blind here anymore, and with my dad and Uncle's help, we will clear this place in no time.

"If you try to hold all the force in your own arms, you break. If you give it to the stone, the stone holds it for you." Lyra stepped forward, kneeling beside her son and using a soft linen cloth to wipe the dust from his cheek. "And you executed it with incredible grace, my sweet boy. But keep your shoulder straight so you don't strain your joint. "I will, Mother." Valen nodded and smiled up at her. A young messenger scout in silver-and-black Sovereign armor rushed into the courtyard and bowed low on one knee before the High King. “High Sovereign King, Sun Queen,” the scout reported respectfully. "The High Elders of the Western Barrens and the Arch-Scholars of the Sun Sanctuary have arrived