The Druid Jeff Wheeler Novels & Stories

Why was he suddenly coming to Avesburgh? "Does he have something urgent to attend to?" Jordan shook his head. "I don't know the details yet—it'll have to wait until he arrives. He's promised to take a look at Mr. Summers Senior, though." Even someone of Xena's temperament couldn't suppress her agitation when she heard that. Wesley was ranked fifth among the top ten healers of Dragonia and a much better doctor than Xander. "Joe, I… I really don't know how I can thank you for this," she said.

I'm worried about the child I haven't conceived yet. "As you know, the Druit Guard is not a normal pack. They are more like the werewolf police force than a normal pack. They technically are the largest pack in the US. Gideon has satellite packs in every state. His Delta Force runs them. A group of Delta wolves that report directly to him. Any wolf can apply to join the Druit Guard no matter what pack they are born in. They have to interview and try out. All training is done at the main pack. Gideon is essential to the safety and security of all werewolves, and so is his heir. I am worried you could be a target."

I tell her, ending the call. Drake raises an eyebrow at me, and I raise one right back at him. He has become a close friend and a secret ally for me and Athena ever since he found out about our matebond and the High Council’s crazy vendetta. It also helps that his own mate is a witch, and he doesn’t want to lose her. They have not come out in public, as his father, who is best friends with my uncle Henri, will surely die of shame. Those two are the worst purists I have ever met, and I thought that bullshit only existed in the wolfpacks. I was surely mistaken,

“and their beauty was to be their downfall, you see they were easy to find because the true spirit trees are the most beautiful of all their kind. And the empress tree was-so they say- the most stunning tree you ever saw. The dark creatures stumbled across this tree. The druid people were able to protect the secret of the empress people. But the druid protectors were eventually annihilated a few were captured, tortured beyond repair. It wasn’t the druid’s fault this new enemy was conniving, sneaky and dangerous. They stole some of the druid secrets and so the empress trees people and spirit were drained of life. The abilities it gave the dark ones lasted all of 3 days. But this new discovery

My wolf had showed herself when we found Daryl but I hadn’t heard from her since. “Your wolf will help you too heal quicker, without it your healing will take nearly as long as a humans, its why your wounds never healed properly when they kept you as a slave” The doctor looked horrified at Jax’s announcement of me being a slave and he changes the subject and warns me that resetting my thumb was going to hurt. I nod, if it was going to hurt then it would hurt, it wasn’t the first time in my life I had been hurt. Daryl storms in yelling “Where is she, where is my mate?” and whilst my heart does a weird little skip, Jax calls out to let him know where we are too, he comes in and catches sight o

Of course, in his excitement, his Greek accent was thicker. "Xylon, I can barely understand you. Can you slow down?" Jeff was just teasing. He'd understood every word. This was amazing, and he couldn't wait to tell Carr. At least now they knew they had a shot at fighting normal Werewolves. He shuddered to think what injuries he'd have to treat if they had to go up against Dire Wolves. "Guess we have news for the meeting then don't we?" Jeff was glad they didn't have long to wait, because he could barely keep from jumping out of his seat to find Carr. -----------------------

The druid was trying to carefully hook another creature but this time the creature knew enough to fight back against the roots that were trying to trap them. That’s why Jeff felt the pain. The creature attacking him had hit its mark and filthy claws scored a hit across his chest and racked deep gashes just above his stomach. He’d live and it let him all but tear out the creature’s throat causing it to drop with its head lolling to the side at an angle that was far from natural. Dark almost-black blood pooled at the wound. It didn’t gush or flow like it would from a living creature.

I was sick of hearing this and that, which was always not good, according to Jeff. "Hey, you come here too often. You're just my Mom's friend." I glared at Jeff. My father was even more handsome, with an authoritative face than Jeff. To me, Jeff is just like a 30-year-old guy with flirtatious eyes and a passion for stripping all the girls. "Didn't your mother tell you? Maybe she and I have a special relationship. Besides, I'm one of the werewolf council members in town. Your uncle the Alpha so I'm your uncle's best friend," said Jeff arrogantly.

'D-Drake. Someone called him again, but then he realized that Emily was calling him. His jaw clenched as he faced the hunters. "You're ungrateful, human! You dare to hurt that unwanted Luna—the stray?" he roared. The hunters moved backward as Drake suddenly shifted into a wild werewolf. His eyes turned red. "Unwanted, Luna? Stray?" The hunter scoffed as his men laughed soundly. "She's not unwanted. She's a Luna who will carry your heir, but before that, I will kill you first, and then, she'll follow you."

His mind wanted to just see what would happen between them but his body just move when he saw the wounded hunter. Seeing the hunter that is pin ain, he also feels something that is pricking his heart. He couldn't just watch her suffering from the attacks of the Rogues. After a few seconds, the three Rogues start attacking him. They joined forces just to harm him but they didn't make a single scratch on his body. As the werewolf who has the highest rank in the pack, they could not win against him. In just three minutes the three Rogues are out of breath. He gave them time to harm him but they just couldn't do it. After all, he is ten times stronger than them.