Strongest Tamer Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Said Charles with his booming voice We all walked in in a straight file. I, Megan and two other prisoners named James and Tanner. Tanner was the biggest, James the fastest, Megan the strongest but I...I was the best. They didn't know it, but they would come to know. I didn't just fight physically. I fought with my body and my brain and True was also extremely intelligent so let's just say I was blessed. "This is going to be so easy" said Tanner "Don't count your wolves before they shift Tanner" Megan replied.

I roll, kick, and slash, fighting off the werewolves that come at me anew from every side. I roll to my feet and twist to the right, slashing another werewolf across the face. He jumps back, howling in pain, blood pouring from his cheek. I turn to face all of them, slashing with my claws, screaming as loud as I can. But now they can see the darkness in my eyes. The death. And none dare come close. One by one, they all retreat. As the blood pulses in my veins, I feel strong, fast, powerful. I slowly come back to my senses. I am covered in blood. Warm, running over my paws. I lick some of it off my fur. It tastes like metal, like rust. It makes me feel strong, like nothing can hurt me.

Jessica Lopez, sensing the mounting tension, interjected softly, "Let us all take a moment to breathe, to listen, and to understand." Tyler took a deep breath, his eyes meeting Samantha's, silently reassuring her. "Look, Xavier, I understand your history with Nathan, that was why I didn’t let y’all know I was his cousin in the first place but we can't judge someone solely based on their family. I'm not responsible for his actions." Xavier's face flushed with anger, his voice growing louder. "You're defending him? Unbelievable! You must be just like him!" A heated exchange of words ensued, each sentence laced with bitterness and resentment. Suddenly, unable to contain his fury any longer, Tyl

It felt like my last ounce of strength because as the fire erupted, the wolves and witches scattered, and I fell back to my knees on the ground. "What the....kill him!" The witch scream angrily getting up from the ground as well as the wolves and rushed towards me. But they bounced back because a light suddenly focused on me. When I looked up, a majestic white wolf emerged from the moon. Its paws positioned themselves on my left and right, as if protecting me, which caused my enemies to startle.

THE MEETING WITH THE STRANGER. Amelia. That lowlife piece of trash will surely pay for slapping me. And Ares didn't even do anything to stop her, he just watched her as she slapped me. He even ordered his bodyguards to deal with me which they really did. They left injuries on me that took close to a month to heal. I used my healing process to plot my revenge and I'll have it soon. Just watch out Ares, I'm coming for your pretty wife.

the arbiter sneered. Tara, using her mountain werewolf strength, charged at the arbiter with a fierce roar. The arbiter met her attack head-on, their clash sending shockwaves through the air. Despite her strength, Tara was no match for the arbiter’s raw power. He overpowered her, throwing her to the ground. The arbiter stood over the fallen team, his expression one of contempt. “You and I knew this battle would end one way,” he said, his voice dripping with arrogance. “My way.”

The only thing I need is to get away from the pain. I meet the gaze of Maximus and the pity that I see there makes me want to explode. The ground starts to shake under our feet again as I feel something building in my chest. As soon as I open my mouth the roar that leaves my chest has Derrick and Maximus cowering to the floor. The water before me goes turbulent as a golden flame leaves my mouth at a deafening pitch.

He is going to teach me a lesson, his amber eyes alight, his fangs nip my skin just enough to break through my pelt. My packmates stand and await a command from their beta to join in. I yelp as my beta nips my skin again, this time piercing the hide near my neck. But I do not lie down and submit before him. I growl at him and counterattack, going for his pelt at the scruff of his neck, trying not to leave my neck open to him. I do not wish to injure my father, my own kin, but now he leaves me little choice as leaving the swamps with my tail between my legs is not an option. He is stronger and a more skilled warrior than I, years of battles have prepared him and I’m still green behind the ear

he announced. “Very impressive,” I agreed. “But maybe next time be cautious about doing all these dangerous tricks.” “It’s not dangerous,” Tommy protested. “I’m a wolf! We’re supposed to climb things!” “You haven’t even had your first shift yet,” Emma pointed out matter-of-factly. “You’re not a wolf yet. You’re just Tommy.” “I’m still going to be a strong wolf when I grow up,” Tommy insisted. “The strongest in the pack!” “The second strongest,” Emma corrected. “After Alpha Rowan.”

Tamara let out a laugh, weak but triumphant. “Meet my enforcers. They’ve been waiting.” Okay, she wasn’t bluffing. Adrenaline shot through my veins and the wolf inside me growled as I appraised…stronger than the grunts we’d taken out in our path, this was well-bred, exuding a strength that almost reflected mine. The nearest lunged, all power and speed, a fist like a battering ram thrust at my chest. I ducked and breathed out an icy blast that encased his swinging arm in ice, but he vibrated or something to ignore the immobilizing cold; the shards flew like freezing glass. My face exploded in pain as his elbow cracked my jaw and staggered me.