The Weakest Tamer Began A Journey Novels & Stories

50 pm and I went to the backyard and I found everybody there. Father told me to take my position in the middle of the circle which they created in the backyard and said very loudly " IT IS TIME NOW" A shiver run down my spine actually it was not my father right now he is the Alpha Blaze Fortin of Shadow Night Pack. I took the position and suddenly bent on my knees and started sweating like hell and I feel all the over my body that hairs started to grow and my bones are cracking I screamed so loudly that everybody took a step back. The agony I am feeling of my bones cracking and the pain shook me to my core and I heard I grunt that was my wolf she is also trying to adjust to come forward.

But I guess I made it so obvious because I felt responsible for what happened in the store and my weakness didn’t help either. I want to be strong. I want to be an asset to this pack. I want them to see me in a different light, not like my old pack did. But each time I try, I fail. “We aren’t making any progress here, Tamara. You need to make peace with your wolf and just fix this rift. Try to talk with her because, like this, you won’t achieve anything.” The head enforcer said tiredly, then he turned around and dismissed everyone that was training for the next hunt.

Cerberus stared at Xiao Chen with a hungry gaze, and from the looks on the faces of the brides’ corpses behind him, it was clear they wanted to devour Xiao Chen alive. Time passed, and a day went by peacefully. Xiao Chen managed to fully recover his stamina while racking his brain for a way to escape from Cerberus. After much deliberation, he realized he had absolutely no way to break free from either side, and he couldn’t retreat because everything outside was filled with the living dead, their restless souls waiting for him. So there was only one path left: to subdue, defeat, or negotiate with the Cerberus—which was clearly nearly impossible, given that the Cerberus itself possessed very l

Someone, who was empathetic to me and taught me to be a fighter, not only physically but mentally too. After that humiliating incident in the Canopy pack, I lived in hiding for two months until the procedure of my changing packs was completed, and it was at that time that I met him. My knight in shining armor. The one who taught me that this place wasn't for the weak, and people like us that had unfair lives will always get bullied if we don't take things into our hands. The one who motivated me to become stronger and helped me through the process as a true mentor. "You know, you have quite the habit of getting lost in your fantasy land. Sometimes so much that you forget to answer the person

The road ahead was uneven, exposed. I should’ve brought my phone. I reached the road— A van screeched to a halt in front of me. The doors flew open. Hands grabbed me. I fought back, but a brutal punch slammed into my stomach, knocking the air from my lungs. Darkness swam at the edges of my vision as they dragged me inside. The doors slammed shut. It was over. I sank against the cold metal wall, chest heaving, despair crushing me whole. I failed. I’m sorry, Keira.

My chest constricts, tears streaming down my face carelessly. Damian turns me away from our father. “Please tell me what you remember.” “I was on my run… and then there was this thing… I didn’t see it… and then father called my name, and…” The intensity of my headache increases. I hold my head in my hands, pressing my palms against my temples. “And what?” Damian presses. And then blood. Blood, pain, and grey and white fur. And those sound… the growls… and I was wounded, I couldn’t see much… but I cannot say all that. How do I explain the lack of even the scratches I had often on my first fall?

he whispered, his voice carried away by the dissipating storm. The gray wolf's ears perked, and she licked his hand, sealing their newfound trust. As the sun broke through the clouds, Tristan knew their journey together was far from over. He would ensure her safety, protect her from harm, and help her heal. "Let's get you back to the Institute," Tristan said, his voice gentle. This ordeal had taught Tristan valuable lessons. He had adapted to unpredictable situations, utilizing his knowledge of the terrain and wolf behavior to navigate the chaos. Compassion and empathy had driven him to prioritize the gray wolf's well-being.

CONTENT WARNING: This story contains mature and intense themes: forced proximity, emotional struggle, possession, obsession and situations that some readers may find disturbing. The story narrative explores complex dynamics of power and non consensual scenes in fictional settings. Characters evolve and experience significant growth and transformation. Readers discretion is strictly advised. *** ~She was his collateral, held against her will. He was her captor, his obsession. From enemies to lovers, neither would walk away unchanged.~

Not like things like wolves existed but still, I love reading paranormals. "My arms hurt, and my toes. I will have to check it to see if the wounds opened again." That was when I noticed that he was limping again, not so seriously though, because if I didn't know that, that was not how he walks, I wouldn't have noticed. "I found our seats." The man that was leading us said. He sat down and we settled down beside him. "Thanks, man." Ryan shook hands with him and they patted each other's back like old friends. Old friends my butt!

***TYLER*** 🎶 You can keep putting off forever with that girl whose heart you hold Swearing that you'll ask someday further down the road You can always put a diamond on her hand 'Til you can't 🎶 I pulled the gear as I zoomed down the empty road at full speed. It was ten in the morning and I was chasing a lead on the Moon Tracker. I slowed down the car and glanced at the bottle on the seat next to me, grabbing it and opening it. I squeezed my face in irritation as the nauseating smell of the healing herb filled the car.