The Son Of Red Fang Novels & Stories

Red had volunteered to be in charge of the regional secret house here in Los Angeles. His name was due to his ruggedness, he was brutal and he was an elder as well who was naturally gifted with magic. He was a hybrid, a vampire-witch hybrid. But he had taken right after his father's position after his death. He always leaves trails of blood whenever he goes to hunt down werewolves. "Not now Mr. Red!!" Orpheus cursed as he rubbed his hair. He accepts the call finally as Mr. Red wouldn't quit calling. "Your father is worried!!" He said with so much ease, yet it was deep and hoarse.

"And I heard his daughter was wolfless, but she somehow still inherited the title." "My birth father," I said, "was Alpha Sinclair, the real Alpha of Red Moon Pack."

Come on son, let's head in, you can stay on my floor with me, there's more than enough room for you there" I nod and follow my dad in after watching Red ride off with Joao towards our home. ' Finn, is Red our mate?' ' I don't think so but I do like her scent very much human'

I’m eating my lunch. I noticed Randy and his friends laughing at me. Randy Is Alpha Hughes’ son, the leader of the Highcrown Walkers Pack since our grandpa passed away. My dad is the older cousin of Alpha Hughes. He’s one of the most powerful warriors in the Highcrown Walkers Pack. My dad can’t take grandpa’s place for reasons I don’t understand. But people say it’s because since I was born lots of the younger wolves died for no reason.

Allona's POV: My sensitive senses are filled with the thunderous howls of my pack. Their mighty hooves send a reverberating echo, a testament of their fight for dominance and ferocity. The fog is kind of thick tonight but it doesn't matter to us. The Redwood Pack's vision is the sharpest among most of the Packs around and I know for a fact that mine is the best. I can sense that my Dad is just a few meters ahead of me with my Mom. I can smell my brother's scent nearby as well. I didn't know anyone yet who can beat my Dad in speed in his wolf form, that's how amazing he simply is.

He tells us as the pack surrounds us. “Imagine your wolves and let them take control.” Dad says as he circles us. The mighty Fenrir gave us the push we need. I’m not nervous as I watch Nicholas shift first. I wince as it looks painful. He falls to the floor as his bones snap. Black fur sprouts along his arms as he looks up at me. His face elongates as his eyes turn red as a feral growl rips from his throat as his wolf takes charge and bursts forward. He whimpers as he stands. I smile as I look at my brother. He is magnificent. Black fur with red eyes, he has a small white patch on his chest. He towers above me. He walks towards me, his red eyes looking into my soul as he nods his huge head a

I was hoping for the son, but it looks like we have the father to kill first. “Is that so?” He arrogantly quirks an eyebrow at me. “Where is my mate?” Kit seethes out, his body shaking with anger. “Which one is that again?” “My sister, the Red Wolf…where is she?” I bite back, he was trying to buy himself time. “Ah she’s been extremely useful to our cause. Now we have the full set, the Healer Wolf and the White Wolf…thanks to your mate.”

Now, I'm absolutely sure we were sent on a suicide mission. "A rogue wolf pack that consists only of Alpha bloodline werewolves who lost their pack or were banished for whatever reason." I try to watch his emotions, but as soon as the words cross my lips, the fear and panic in his eyes turn into a full-blown need to fight for survival. "A-And you can't fight them off?" Wasp stutters. Just a few hours ago, he seemed like an annoying little fuck, but the more he talks, the more questions he asks, and the more emotions he shows, all I can see is barely a child. A terrified child.

“She reminded me of this last night in her own way that you are my son in every way. If this is the woman you choose, then we welcome her with open arms and no questions about your sorted past together.” “Where is my father, and what have you done with him?” Nathan asked as his jaw dropped. “Nate. I am human, and I can admit when I make a flash judgment. You are one of the seven most important things in my life.” Maverick said as he looked at his son and could see himself in the younger man. It was a completely different conversation than the one he had with his father in these offices so many years ago. “Seven?” Nathan asked. “Your mother is the most important, of course, but the six of you

“What did she see in him?” Ignoring my question, she continued, “He was worse than a dog, sleeping with everything that has a hole. One day, he forced himself on a young she wolf in Blackfang pack and was captured by Viktor, an Alpha’s son who wanted to become an Alpha by all means but knew he didn't stand a chance. “Viktor was the last son of Jarred, the Alpha of Blackfang pack and had three older brothers ahead of him. “He had Johnson, your father, thrown into his father's dungeon, and when your mother found out, she was devastated.”