The Call To The Wild Novels & Stories

I crept into the woods on tiptoe one wonderful night, when the captive birds sang for their liberation. Their cries sounded like a dejected lament about self-satisfaction and the cage they’d never called home. The gypsy wind rocked the trees, and I undoubtedly took the step to provide them with their desired salvation, the ability to breathe and fly freely. They took off, finally returning home. Then I returned to my own cage, which was less filthy but still chained..

Mark looked around before ending at her. Eva's eyes blinked with wonder and astonishment. As she interrogated. "But Mark, Is not a place a little too inside the forest? What if the wild animal comes?" She asked with a questioning gaze. Mark understood her phrases and responded immediately, "No, there is no wild animal, Eva. We are still in the first phase of the forest, not deep within it. This is a tour zone where people can roam and enjoy the trip! For safety, It's a nationally certified place."

Cyrus’s wolf, Marcel called out to its pack. He stood at the top of the mountain and howled out. It was 5.00 am. The howl called out to the senior members of the Lake Moon Pack. Marcel turned his head around and howled out a third time. That was the sign. That was the language. The one that said, “get in here for an urgent meeting.” All the wolves, in their various homes, heard, but only the seniors responded. They howled back and within minutes, they had all gathered at the mountain top, where their Alpha, Marcel had called them from.

Chapter 1 It's another normal day for the Fox family, nobody would have believed they weren't fighting considering their voices could be heard by almost every house of the town. Their small town is a sweet and homely place if not for everyone knowing everyone and tends to judge behind their back. Being the mayor of the town, Nicholas Fox makes sure their family set a good example in their town or that's what he thought. He firmly believes his Children should be perfect, especially his youngest daughter, Winter Fox.

‘‘Kate dear the taxi is waiting for you outside’’, said Maurine the caretaker of their house. Maurine has been working with the family since Kate was born. She never got married that’s why she stayed with the family since then. The family trusted her so much and Kate is leaving their house to her.

I swear, God really said, “Let me give this one all the talents.” And apparently, I wasn’t the only one stunned. The moment Ivan’s deep, husky voice echoed through the air, a wave of excitement swept through the crowd. I could literally hear the sharp squeals and squeaks from the girls around me—including my own friends. “Oh my God, his voice is illegal!” Jia squealed, clinging to my arm like she was about to pass out. “Literally panty-dropping. I can’t breathe!” I burst out laughing. “Girl, calm down!”

POV: CALLIE I pushed the creaking door, which opened with a low, prolonged groan. The interior of the frozen wilderness welcomed me with a heavy, cutting air that burned my lungs with every breath. I trembled with each step, feeling the cold penetrate my bones. Intense growls echoed in the distance, threatening my determination. I kept walking, fearing the imminent confrontation with the fury of my inner wolf.

**The Wild Wolves** Aria meandered through the lush, vibrant forest, a world alive with an intricate tapestry of sights, sounds, and scents. Each step enveloped her in the rich aroma of damp earth and blooming wildflowers, the vibrant hues of greens and browns intertwining like an artist's brushstrokes across the landscape. Having spent the past few weeks in this enchanted new home amidst the towering, ancient trees and dappled sunlight, she had cultivated a deep affection for the tranquility and solace the wilderness offered—a cherished escape from the chaotic clamor of her former life.

“You will need to memorize this call: Spirits of East, Upon winged beasts, Of air and life in breath, Hear my call! Spirits of South, Flames of hearts and mouths, Ablaze in hearths, Hear my call! Spirits of West, Water of life be blessed, Tides and currents of the seas, Hear my call! Spirits of the North, Rich soil, rock, and trees spring forth, The eternal source, Hear my Call! Spirits of the Corners,

"Let us show her the truth of our legacy!" In an instant, I felt the earth beneath us tremble, responding to our collective call. Energy radiated from our hands, a brilliant light illuminating the dimness surrounding us, forming a barrier against Yelda's dark intentions. Her smile faltered as the ground beneath her shifted, echoing the strength of the white wolf lineage. "Together!" I shouted, "We can awaken the spirit of the wild!"