The House Of Wolves Novelas e Histórias

My paws pressed into the earth as more wolves joined the pair, their movements deliberate, eyes locked on us. “Beta?” Another voice, more insistent. They were closing in. “Not yet!” I growled, but my words only drew two more wolves into the charge. “Now!” I barked, and with a roar, we rushed them. The air filled with the scent of blood and the clash of teeth and claws. My jaws clamped down on a wolf’s throat, the taste of iron flooding my mouth as I twisted, ending him swiftly. But my eyes were on the house. The lights had flickered out. They knew we were here. Camilla…

Running back towards the room, the fight is still ongoing shouting at the top of my voice "There is a freaking bomb in the house" Everyone stops, halting in their actions and I could tell immediately no one knew about it neither the wolves nor the hunters, who could it be? Battling my eyebrows everything changes the unexpected cooperation of both hunters and wolves is what amazes me, both struggle to get out of the pack house real quick, everyone ushers each other in haste, Running back and forth another raises his voice, "Everyone get out of the house there's a bomb in here"

Before I could look at him, I heard the door from the front of the car crash and the faint sound of Kyle's running footsteps. Through the window on our side, I saw a giant house with several floors. It seemed more like a hotel than a house, honestly. I couldn't avoid it; I stayed open-mouthed. I felt Vidar's hand on my leg, running from top to bottom. "How are you, baby?" His voice sounded hesitant as he watched me react to the vast territory. "I only..." I started. "Wow." Vidar waved his head while looking at the house. "I think that's as good a reaction as any. This is the pack house and their new home. It houses more than five hundred werewolves. Many of the other members also live in hou

Writer's:pov The wolves could be seen moving in a house? "Yeah, somebody bought the house for them. They are too poor to avoid such a luxurious house since they have no penny They can't believe they'll be living with humans from now? They have to of course? At Least they will be saved for themselves living in that compound. Everybody has settled down in and some has chosen their room but the Alpha" isn't back yet? He told them he has something important to do before leaving.

It's long, and loud, and terrifying. My eyes spring open. The wolf who was in the house comes out, growling. "Follow me," he says. We enter the house, and the other wolves follow us inside. We come to a small room with a door on the opposite side. The wolf opens it, and we all walk out. His name is Nicholas. He is the alpha. He's big. Perhaps the biggest wolf I've ever seen. And he's beautiful. His fur is black, and his eyes are glowing.

Chapter One Hundred And Ninety Three: Three Claw Marks Marcus entered the pack house, heading to his office on the second floor. The building was unusually quiet, most of the wolves having already left to attend to their night duties. The pack house itself looked very modern, unlike the Alpha's mansion that was old and very traditional. It was mainly design to house newly mated wolves or single young adult wolves who wanted their own privacy.

The house has a mixture of their scents and ours, plus the blood spilled by everyone, because although five wolves have died, at least half of my pack bleeds from the wounds they have caused in the confrontation. “Deploy using the northern passageway, advance to the east, that's where I think you are.” I say while looking in the few cameras that serve where he can be found. “As you order, sir.” say the five wolves advancing towards the north. There are only two cameras working, so guessing where he might be is complicated. Therefore, it remains for us as the only resource, to use the passages of the property to be able to go through the whole house without exposing ourselves too much to an u

Dozens of angry, territorial pack wolves stepped into the foyer, their eyes glowing, completely shattering any remaining aura of submission in the house. "You hit me again, parasite, and I don't give a damn whose ring is on your finger," Clara growled, her claws extending with a terrifying click. "My wolf will tear your throat out right here on this rug." I forced my way through the crowding wolves, my chest heaving, panic-sweat soaking through my suit after the crushing defeat at the Council chamber. The vibrating growls of my own pack echoed off the walls like a brewing mutiny, making my inner wolf cringe.

"And then the debt collectors will come for both of us and seize pack lands, and every wolf in Crescent Moon Pack will lose their homes because you were too selfish to accept your fate. Can you live with that?" The trap closes around me so perfectly I almost admire the cruelty. He knows I cannot let the pack suffer for his mistakes, recognizes I have spent three years protecting these wolves from his incompetence, and admits I will choose their safety over my freedom. "You are a monster," I say. "I'm a realist." He responds by straightening his jacket like we just finished a pleasant conversation. "You were never going to give me an heir anyway, too defective for that. At least this way you

That’s why they were given the rooms near me, so I can better protect them. My dad rarely stays in this house. He and his cohorts stay at the beta’s fancy residence. Would be nice if he was here right now, but I couldn’t feel his alpha presence so I know we’re on our own. Fuck. There’s not much known about the origins of the red wolves. Apparently, they are part werewolves, part coyotes, and full breed devastators. Makes me wonder how they breached pass the patrol guys stationed at the boarders. The only thing I can think of is they came through the city, seemingly acting as passers-by or tourists, and attacked at the break of dawn, when we least expect it.