Under Red Hood Novels & Stories

Some people are red in complexion, some grey, while others are just… “Where did the direwolfs come from?” a voice suddenly shouted out from the crowd. “Direwolves?” “It's your family sigil,” Lunar Gladys suddenly said, grabbing me by the hands. ”Don't stare at them too much, these people have powers.” “The same way we do right?” “Yes,” Gladys answered, walking faster. “We are all irregular wolves, they could see through us and us through them.” “I have a feeling they don't mean to fix us. They are still staring. Why do I feel like something weird is happening? Or wait, do these people recognize you?”

Logan had been in there with that creepy guy for at least twenty minutes. I couldn’t really hear much because their voices were too low. I did hear that Logan had to go help this Armond guy next week. I don’t know what kind of business Armond does but it doesn’t seem like Logan was thrilled to see him. I know he made me feel uneasy and my gut feeling never lies to me. I was looking out the window when I heard Logan open the door. I turned to look at him and he had that beautiful smile that made me melt.

At least they know how murderous my reputation is. "The Little Red Riding Hood? Ah, yes. Truly." the complacent man on the throne, who they have addressed as 'Sir Riftan' nodded, while inspecting me. "That explains the resplendent crimson fabric of camouflage, earlier." "It's called a hood, psycho." I informed him and then at my clothes. I noticed that I have been changed clothes, and that made me even more irritated. "Who told you to change my clothes?" I faced the Were named Galland, and gritted my teeth.

"This ring won't last me more than a day here. Whoever brought you here knew how the ring works so he only timed you to be kept safe here. But that time spent in a world that isn't your own is over. It's time you fulfill the reason you were born." Slowly I moved a bit closer again until the gap between us wasn't that wide again. It wasn't at arms reach but it was enough. I proceed to announce, "Russell Hondra, only surviving son of the late Alpha Denver Hondra, it's time to come home. The Red Moon pack needs you." My ears instantly catch the sight of something. It was like the sound of a strong wind current and I think I might have an idea what was going on. Not that I have an idea. I knew w

As I sensed some movements in the dimly lit alley, a subtle rustling that sent a chill down my spine. Instinctively, I tightened my grip on her hand, preparing myself for the unknown. Four figures materialized from the darkness, their menacing presence unmistakable, they were Lycans. Among them, one stood out, adorned in a reddish-white royal robe that billowed around its powerful frame. Its eyes burned with an intense crimson glow, captivating and unnerving simultaneously. This was no ordinary encounter; I was being ambushed by the infamous Red Fang Pack.

The Alliance doesn't have enough time to get medical help for those who are bound to die. A loud cry for help catches our attention, and we immediately turn to the source of the sound. We see Aros pushing a young woman to the ground. She's a human, dressed in Alliance colours, far too young to be one of them. No wonder he mentioned that the Alliance is taking in children now, those lowly bastards. As the girl struggles under Aros’ paws, another voice appears in the background, and we turn our head in its direction. That's when we see him- that damn red cape freak. The bastard's here, and he's about to attack Aros. Over our fucking dead body. We take off and lunge at the bastard, jamming our

He had short-cropped raven-black hair and was wearing simple denim pants and a black shirt. When Connor emerged from the rubble to return to his Alpha, he stopped dead in his tracks and stared in horror at the man standing next to Harry. "What... Why?" asked Connor as his skin closed where it had been cut. The man didn't answer and walked towards the rogue's head. Then, when he finally looked in the direction of the Red Moon Beta, his eyes revealed a glowing red color. "Why hasn't anyone seen his silver-coated fangs? What are your guards doing?" the man growled.

CHAPTER 38- ALPHA RYDER UNKNOWN POV Red was nervous as she walked into Damon's office, her hood hiding her face. She poured herself a drink, hoping it would calm her nerves. She took off her hood and looked up at Damon, who had just entered his office and sat down. "It's been a while, my darling Red. I was starting to think you had forgotten about us," Damon said, grinning. "We have a problem," Red said, trying to keep her voice steady.

I snarl, my jaw elongating into a muzzle, fangs glinting. She smiles. “I should think the red hood would give it away. But trauma makes things fuzzy. I’m the Red One. The head of the Riding Hoods. And I need you to come with us.” “I’m not going anywhere.” Her expression softens into mock pity. “I do wish you’d rethink that. I’d hate to hurt your mother.” “LET HER GO!” I roar, my claws gleaming in the dim light. “I swear on the Crone’s Dagger—I will not harm your mother if you come with me.”

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