The Wolves The Walking Dead Novels & Stories

Bodies were laying on the ground lifeless. The only wolves that were left standing were Alpha Cameron, Luna Cailee in human form, Katelynn and her mate Eric, Beta Carlos, Gamma Juan, Shay, Alpha Zach and his Beta Marion. They had their wolf pack along with Alpha Zach's wolves behind them too. As well as Alpha Daniel and his Beta Steve they had some wolves behind him ready to fight again.

I didn’t respond, because I didn’t know if I had chosen anything—or if I’d simply been cornered. The howling started just after midnight. Not the rhythmic howls of a patrol or a wolf singing to the moon. This was guttural. Desperate. Like bones cracking under pressure. “Babe get up,” I parted Lisendra, “Can you hear the howls.” “Yes, I do hear them.” She said, in something like panic. We stood up from where we laid. Although I was an Alpha but I could still feel my fingers twitch, “Rogues,” I growled, already shifting into my wolf before the words fully left my mouth.

Whitmore Pack. 8 p.m. "Lena, run!" Her Mother's voice cut through the chaotic night, raw with urgency. "Run and don't look back! That's my last command as your mother." Luna Lilly pushed her daughter with every ounce of strength left inside her, but Lena was too weak to move, too emotionally drained to even hear her mother's words. Hot tears streamed down her face as she watched the huge wolves ripped down her people, their claws connecting brutally to their bodies, their fangs tearing them apart like they weren't of the same kind—like they were a prey to be killed and devoured.

Third-person POV. The wolves swam in the Kingdom lowly growling and baring their teeth, ready to destroy anyone who dared invade their territory. 'I will handle Raphael ' Zane mindlinks his people and leaps through the window of the culprit's room. The witches are caught off guard even after being warned earlier. Without their powers, they don't match the wolve's strength. Even if they manage to escape, vampires are all over the pack borders, as backup. Today is the end of their stupidity. It's the end of Raphael's greed.

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Beta Shane rushed through the main hallway of the Moonlit Pack mansion. Morning light filtered through tall windows, but Shane hardly saw it-his thoughts were racing. He turned a sharp corner and burst into Alpha Jake's office, not even waiting to knock. Jake looked up from the report on rogue werewolves and vampires. "Shane? What's-" Shane closed the door behind him and practically threw himself onto the sofa beside Jake's desk. He extended his hand, holding a folded photograph. "Look at this, Alpha."

Alpha Elliot speaks aloud. “Alpha we are surrounded by Tethra wolves.” Alpha Jared growls. "That's not possible, we exterminated all of them decades ago, there is no way they could have survived." Luna Celise argued. But I have no time to think, as Alpha Chris and I leap on the ground with a loud growl pushing forward our wolves ready to start killing and fighting our way through the masses of infected wolves. Both of us had an unofficial competency of how many body parts we left scattered on the already blood soaked field.

"We strongly believe that the wolves are planning something. Something that would disrupt the peace that exists in Lake Town." Madam Yetunde's eyebrows shot up in surprise. "The wolves? Didn't we kill their alpha and drive them all away from town?" The witches murmured in agreement, their faces set in determined lines. However, Elijah, the red-eyed vampire, cut in, his voice dripping with condescension. "Point of correction, Madam Yetunde. We, the vampires, are the ones who actually killed the alpha and chased the wolves out of town. You witches merely assisted."

Adasha The wolves emerged silently, their golden eyes gleaming with intensity. Their movements were deliberate, practiced, and lethal. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. How had they gotten so close without me sensing them? I cursed myself for my lapse in vigilance. The relief of escaping Randy had blinded me to the dangers of these unfamiliar woods. There were too many of them. My heart raced as I took in their numbers—this wasn’t a rogue ambush. These wolves belonged to a pack. Their scent carried strength and unity, and judging by their size and discipline, they were Betas. Fierce, loyal, and utterly unforgiving.

I glared at him, Jade took the remote and turned off the television “What happened you sounded urgent over the phone?” Jade asked “Hmm, guys there's a big problem” I said and all of them adjusted on their seats immediately “What's wrong?” Dell that has been lying down sat up and asked “It's the black wolves they claim some of their pack members have been murdered by one of our Packs so they have started to kill our pack members, this morning five dead bodies were found at White wolves pack borders, one belong to Westwood Pack member, two belonged to Northwood Pack member and two belong to White wolves Pack member, and something strange was written on their body”