روايات وقصص ضمن The Millennium Wolves 2

“Because there was no Milo who was after you!” At my words, her mouth dropped to the floor. I went closer to her and circled her. “Alpha Rudy of the Neon pack is a friend and when I asked him about Milo in his pack, he said, there is none that goes by that name. So my other option was to find a ‘Milo’ for you.” I scoffed as I pointed at Milo, who was standing a few feet away. “He happens to be the only other Milo in this vicinity and he—” I glared at her with repugnance. “He lives in a small community, a few miles from the Neon pack. Guess what community is that?” When she froze, I couldn’t help sneering. “Yes, that’s the only red-light area for wolves.”

Mj closed her eyes and held her breath for a moment, trying to listen as Mack and Marco looked at one another skeptically, the swamp wolves watched Azreal walk past them as he studied Mj before they too finally joined. After holding their breath and listening to the weak and quiet croaking sound of an exhausted wolf’s cry trickle into their inner ear and without waiting for instruction, the twins grabbed at one another and ran toward the darkness. A/N Who do you think the LaFlare twins went after? Dont forget to join us in the Legacy Dome, keep up on the latest Legacy news and meet the growing pack, happy reading and as always Thank You for the support

Mj took a deep breath and let the wolf flow through her body before filling her lungs with air and howling as loudly as she could. Mj thought she was prepared to handle the horde of beasts chasing her but the moment they started to move her inner prey kicked in and she slid her body from the tree as quickly as possible before breaking into a sprint, darting past trees toward the small orange flags. Mj managed to make it almost a quarter of the way through the course before she felt the presence of others and all the sudden a rust red blur darted out in front of her and tried to capture her with it’s lanky fur clad clawed arms. Mj instinctually bounced the balls of her feet off the ground a

His eyes met mine one last time before he took a deep breath and shifted. His bones cracked and within seconds, his wolf form stood in front of me. It was sleek, dark gray, and looked strong but it was smaller than Kaden’s massive brown wolf. Kaden’s wolf let out a deep growl, showing his sharp teeth before lunging again. Kellan’s wolf tried to dodge, but Kaden tackled him hard to the ground. They rolled over each other, teeth snapping, claws ripping into flesh. Kellan’s wolf managed to bite down on Kaden’s shoulder, but Kaden shook him off like he weighed nothing.

Chapter 7️⃣8️⃣ ❤️ The Dragon's Awakening ❤️ "Seriously, I was expecting something strong but not this." Zinedine muttered more to himself, forcing himself not to roll his eyes and rather just close his eyes, he didn't make any attempt to block the incoming tails, rather he stayed where he was and then before the more than two tails could touch him and Samira, he summon one of his wolves, his white wolf— the millennium wolf— who counter the tails coming towards them in speed, immediately the tails touches the white wolf, it slowly began to absorbs it.

I aimed at his torso next but this time, he knocked me off my feet with a growl. As the second wolf pounced on me from the side, I grabbed my mother’s favorite vase and smashed it against its head. It staggered and fell to the side. I plunged the dagger into its side as the first came at me again. The same way I handled the second, I struck at the first and was left with the third.

Certainly in werewolf communities. A wolf was a proud and territorial animal. That’s why between Alpha’s who weren’t from the same summit, there were always testosterone driven stand-offs. I remember when Pernwél told me about her first encounter with Alpha Zane at Green Valley, the same way I recalled Beta Nico. Normally ranked wolves gave me shudders, after what happened at my old pack. How things can change, I thought. Now, I, myself was mated to one, becoming Beta of Grey Moon. “All that is necessary for evil to triumph is for good men to do nothing.” Jake burst through my thoughts carrying wise words on his tongue.

Ash. His back was to her, but it was unmistakable—the broad shoulders, the dark hair, the way he stood with military precision. He was clad in the armor of a general, his raven-crest insignia gleaming in the candlelight. She could feel the breath catch in her chest, her heart thudding painfully against her ribs. Was it really him? Was he here, in front of her, as the empire’s prized weapon? Nia took a step forward, her feet moving of their own accord. But before she could close the distance, a chill swept through her. The hairs on her neck stood on end as if her wolf soul recognized him even before she could see his eyes.

I just tried. I glanced back at Mila. She tried to scare the wolves with her machete. She wasn’t the same crazy woman everyone talked about. She has a goal to protect and preserve her life. For her parents. For the justice and maybe I should do the same. One of the wolves tried to scratch my skin with his paw, but I used all of my strength and kick his neck. The wolf fell to the ground. Did I just become stronger than I used to? I forgot there was another wolf. The other wolf tried to bite me when a black wolf entered Mila’s hut and attacked the two wolves behind. Gelo! I knew it was Gelo! He’s a black wolf.

“They’re gone, sire. All of them. Slaughtered. The Crescent wolves... they’re not wolves anymore. They’re mutated. Black eyes... too big... too fast. Our steel can’t...” The room erupted. Shouts. Chairs scraping. Lord Merrick slammed his gavel. “Silence!” The soldier dropped to one knee, breathing hard. “Fort Kellan fell last night. Fort Riven this morning. The survivors say the beasts are moving north. Like they’re hunting.” My wolf was already up. Already snarling. “Casualties?” I asked. “Over two hundred, sire. Maybe more.” Two hundred. My men. My Pack. Brenda made a small sound. “Gods...”