Novel & Cerita Ultimate Werewolf Game Rules

The crowd was doing a great job chanting and cheering as the referee, a wise old werewolf - Orlando, gave the final instructions: "The rules are clear; no killing, no maiming. The objectives were simple; the back of your opponent must touch the ground in order for you to be declared winner. Anything else is a fair game." Kael, a burly werewolf, stood opposite Luke, a lean and agile werewolf. Kael cracked his knuckles with a fierce determination, as his eyes gleamed, ready to take down his opponent. The bell rang and the match began. The two werewolves clashed against each other, their body colliding in a furry of snarls and snapping jaws. Kael seemed to be overpowering Luke, thus pinning him

“I guess they’ve already started, huh? And it’s only the first day. Then again, it’s to be expected.” I frowned. “Started what?” Tessa tilted her head. Her lips curved, but there was no humor in her smile. “The game,” she said. A breeze rustled the banners hanging from the stone posts. In the distance, the students looked like gods and monsters. “There’s a system,” she continued. “Every werewolf plays the game at Elite—whether they admit it or not. And there are only three ways to earn points: strength, intellect, and... sex.” I blinked, trying to process it. “Sex?”

Chapter 33 ~Valeria~ If I had placed a bet on how dirty this could get, I would have been a lot richer than my stepfather. Guys didn’t do words. They did fists. “The rules are simple,” the leader sneered, rolling his shoulders as he measured up to Alerion. “One-on-one. No weapons. Just our wolves and human forms. The loser gets on their knees and apologizes to the winner.” I didn’t like the idea of that.

Standing on either side of the ring, they bounced from foot to foot, waiting for Wade to ring the bell. “The rules are simple. Each round is five minutes. First round is human form only. If any part of you changes, you lose. Second round is in wolf form. If you still make it to the third round, you may choose a weapon.” On the table outside of the ring, there were a variety of things like numb chucks, a baton, taser and a few others.

Some werewolves were already frowning due to this blatant bullying. What they've done was also equivalent to disgracing the werewolf race, after all. "How's the rule?" "Get the ball into the ring three times. That's for the win," Jaron said. "Alright." Mira blinked. She was about to open her mouth, at the same time Seraphine began to walk to them when Azarias beat it to her. "I will play for her." He said, this time causing the whole field to cease their discussion of cursing the Langtons.

“Lan will kill me if he finds out I was involved in this. But I can’t let you go down like that. Or you can’t even eat with us anymore.” I nodded furiously. I also didn’t want to go down like that. Just then, someone stood on the raised platform and I recognized him as the executioner from the other day. The same man who’d transformed into a wolf, killing that human. “Are we ready?” He said with a smirk. He wasn’t using a microphone but his voice was strangely amplified and I realized it was one of the werewolves abilities. The crowd screamed and cheered in response. “The rules of the game are simple.” He began, “Scattered around are belongings to the people closest to you. When you find the

In exchange for taking me in, I was forced to agree to mate Tyson when he came of age. I have always questioned how an eight year old could be forced to decide their fate in that way, but it was a blood oath I made nonetheless. If either of us had a mate, the oath would force us to reject them immediately. There are two absolute sacred rules that werewolves abide by. A blood oath must be honored and if you are killed before it can be fulfilled, the immediate next of kin is required to honor if it is something they are capable of doing. Secondly, you absolutely can NOT ever mark or mate a pup. A pup must be claimed by their wolf first, before they can be claimed by a mate.

“The wards will hold until sunrise. After that, the outer rings fall. You have six hours to decide whether to run or to claim the boy in front of every wolf who wants him dead.” Outside the narrow window slits, the first answering howls rose closer now, and many. Aria looked at me, eyes fierce and terrified all at once. “Explain the rest of the rules,” she said. “Every single one. Right now. Because if your own brother just sold us out, I need to know exactly what we’re walking into when the sun comes up.” I met her gaze and gave her the only truth left. “The final rule is simple,” I said. “Once the cub has howled, the pack cannot unhear it. They will either kneel… or they will try to kill w

he growls, attacking me. “You think you can kill me?” I scoff, seeing fear in his eyes. He begged for mercy, but among werewolves, the number one rule is clear: never spare a wolf who threatens your life. No mercy for enemies. “You think I’m going to pardon a beast like you? I’m sure it’s not your first time preying on a weak girl, but unfortunately for you, you met the real evil,” I smirk. Without talking much, I rip his head away.

"Now, the final trial is about to commence, but this time, they will duel with their wolves." The crowds cheered increased in volume. Louder than it had ever been for the previous trials. It was as though the wolf brawl had a far greater significance to them. My nerves tingled under my skin as I readied myself. 'We will win,' Nova assured me. "The rules of the Wolf Brawl are simple: the first wolf to surrender, loses."