The Son Of Red Fang Novels & Stories

“This is a heavy responsibility to bestow on the boy. How can we know he’s fit for the role?” My father, seated beside me, stood and spoke with pride in his tone, “Hadeon is my son, a Beta-son. Though he’s not indicated possessing a wolf his entire life, I’ve trained him just as I would have if he did. Alone, he willingly goes out of his way to connect with Mother Nature, studying our ways and learning all he can to create his own unique connection.” My father placed a hand on my shoulder. “He’s one of us, and he wants to prove it by doing something for us that not a single one of us can do.” “How old is the boy?” a councilman from Frostfang asked.

In that same second, alarms blared and guards shouted. Darius bolted upright. “Breach! East perimeter!” Through the window we saw torches and heard howls. Dozens of rogue wolves swarmed the gates. Leading them was massive black brute that had Zane’s eyes. The Rogue King himself, Zane’s real father. He roared, “Give me my son!” Then my wolf spoke aloud for the first time, voice echoing like thunder. “Over my dead body.” The pack froze and stared at me. War had come to Silverfang pack.

My fur was sticking out, and in a few seconds, I would be taking the shape of the wildest, ghastly beast the werewolf kingdom has ever known. "My mate, Hara!" Red broke out, pouncing on the man and ready to chew him up. "Son, get off him right now!" My father roared in his Alpha tone and my wolf got silenced. "Go run it off!" With the command came a loud, furious howl of Red. He was running out of the building with one word on his mind. "Mine!"

Was any of that following my instructions? "And after you contracted an STD and intentionally passed it on to me… Was that what I wanted, too?" My words grew a collective wave of shocked murmurs. "Good grief. What is wrong with this son? He ruins his life and drags his father down with him. That's an ingrate, through and through." "Don't even get me started. Caleb is completely blinded by lust." "I think the father must've been driven past his limit to file for a legal severance. If it were my son, I would've disowned him the moment his thug girlfriend beat my wife into the ICU."

Lucian glanced at me and nodded. "I turned out alright and my father from what I have heard killed others of his kind for money but wasn't obsessed by it. I think if we raise our offspring with love the switch won't be clicked and they will be fine," he said solemnly. I leaned back on my haunches and glanced up into the sky with hope in my heart that our future children would be free of the gene. I spied a huge frightening dark shape heading toward the castle. It reminded me somewhat of the trolls I had seen in my youth. It was tall, broad-shouldered, and red-eyed with a gray-haired beard that was in braids. The phantom-like creature had someone in its long clawed fingers.

Rhydian Frost, son of Alpha Kael of Gravefang Pack. Tavian Ashborne, son of Alpha Soren of Ironvein Pack. Astarian Grey, son of Alpha Lucien of Nightrein Pack. The sons of his family’s murderers. They had no idea what they’d just let through their gates. They would see exactly what he wanted them to see: a broken wolfless charity case, powerless and pathetic. Aurelian took a breath and crossed the threshold into enemy territory.

Afterward, as the boy went to fetch the car, I couldn't help but ask Eugenia, "Are you serious with this guy?" Eugenia chuckled, "Just kidding. He's the son of a neighbor from the Ironclaw Pack. Grew up with me. I meant to explain earlier but forgot."

His dad cleared his throat a few times, trying to hold in his tears. "A strong name," Luna approved, watching her son Nicholas reach curiously for his new cousin. "For a strong future alpha." Axel felt the love as his family gathered to see the new addition to Iron Fang. The baby's eyes shifted between wolf-gold and phoenix-amber, while subtle traces of druid magic sparkled beneath his skin. Like his father and aunt before him, he would bridge different supernatural worlds. "Look at that," Sara whispered as their son's magic reached instinctively for pack bonds. "He already knows his family." She was in awe of their little bundle as she held him. She stared at the pup, and he looked right ba

Just existing. As I stared at his face, at his cute little hands folded and wrapped around mine, a thought dropped into my mind. Did he have dragon blood too? His father was a pure wolf. His mother had mixed blood. What was my son? I looked at my hand. The warmth still pulsed beneath my skin. Quiet now. What else can I do? Outside, the howling stopped. But I knew they hadn't given up. They were waiting. They would pounce and tear me alive as soon as they found my hideout.

“You won’t. I have been planning this. Everything get’s passed down to my kids.” “I accept your rejections you spineless asshole!” Ann shrieked. Colt got up and went over to dad, helping him stand, dad looked him in the eye. “I, Brian Jeffrey, Alpha of the Blue Fang Pack, pass on the title of Alpha to my son, Colt Jeffrey.” “I, Colt Jeffrey, accept the role of Alpha of the Blue Fang Pack!” “NO!” Ann cried as she watched the exchange.