Viking Wolves 소설 & 이야기

“First I’m a rabid wolf and now a savage beast. Is that how you plan on doing it? You’re just going to insult me to death?” “Not her, foolish human.” The god shook his head, messing up that perfect ebony hair of his. “I’m talking about him.” Even I had the sense to scoot back as a massive wolf sauntered in through the open doorway. Its fur was the color of fresh snow, made brighter by his eyes which were of the deepest, darkest blue. Its tongue flicked out to lick its muzzle. All the while it stalked Duncan with murderous intent. I might’ve felt bad for the guy if he wasn’t a raging, misogynistic prick.

he answered, expression serious. She wanted to ask about Victor again, but moved on to the mention of a rogue wolf instead, "Wait, another wolf? Meaning more than one?" "Yes. I'm guessing you don't watch the news?" She shook her head slowly in response. Gil sighed, putting a hand through his hair, "There have been an increasing number of rogues lately. It's odd and... worrying. At first, they were in random locations outside of New York City, but they've gradually made their way here." he explained, gaze distant.

Exactly where someone forgettable belonged. The system approved. [DAILY ROUTINE: ACCEPTABLE] [POWER VEIL: STABLE] [RECOMMENDED BEHAVIOR: COMPLIANT] Warm-ups were called. Students ran. Wolves surged ahead immediately, long strides, predatory ease. Vampires followed with unnatural efficiency—no wasted motion, no breath out of place. Hybrids clustered in the middle, some struggling, some adapting. Alpha ran at a human pace. Not slow enough to draw attention. Not fast enough to raise questions.

"Fifty-eight wolves to go," Fenrik growled, his voice rough and raw, nearly lost beneath the snarling chaos around him. He stood in the heart of the battlefield, a hulking, blood-soaked beast with crimson eyes, fur bristling and teeth dripping with the blood of the Golden Eye wolves. His claws were stained and torn, but he didn't slow—not even for breath.

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

His skin grew several layers, dislodging the Alpha's initial bite, and, tumbling away, he got to his feet, turning to meet his attacker head-on. The Wolf Haven's Alpha was a giant grey creature, covered in scars, denoting his rank as he'd obviously fought off a lot of challenges throughout his reign. He didn't attack straight away, circling instead, as Kellen leaped off the porch, gaining more room to move by being on the ground. All around them, yellow eyes emerged from the darkness, silently bearing witness to the battle threatening to erupt. When two Alpha's fought, the rules were clear; no one must interfere, and it was a fight to the death. The Wolf Haven pack had to obey these rules.

She continued on about facts and such while others ogled over them. "To finish off our tour, I give you, the wolves. Now what we have here are gray wolves. We actually have a pack here in our zoo. We have six females, three pups, and our Alpha. Now our Alpha name is Alastor. Which in Ancient Greek means "tormentor." We named him this because he doesn't like anyone. No one can get near him, feed him, or be in the habitat with him awake. He is put under tranquilizer. Does anyone know what that is?" She asked the group of kids in the front. Eliza and I looked down over the wall separating us from the wild wolves. Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups.

I replied to him but as soon as I spelled the name ‘Paul’, I gasped. “What happened? What is it?” Karien inquired as he saw me gasped all of sudden. I looked at him and asked, “Do you remember what was the shade of the wolf fur, and how big was he?” “He had slightly golden brown, white-colored mix fur and not so big as I saw a werewolf in movies. I don’t think he was a strong wolf but he was there attacking those two guys before I got there and he ran off as soon as he saw me” He said recollecting the memories of last night.

He said as he winked at him. "Yes. Just one day. Just one day." Alexander said, much more to himself. He'd been trying to convince himself. Mike right, Vee and Monika would protect her. After all, those three were irrevocably in love with each other. The Black Wolf's Clan Empire was the largest and most influential in the world, consists of four factions, mainly the Fairy Wolf's Clan in which they operated in the black market and drug operations. The Vamp Wolf's Clan faction was divided into two cluster, in the morning who attacked and operates in sunrise and the night crawlers who invade at night. They were specialized in human trafficking. They loved having humans as their slaves in all a

They looked sad and shabby, underweight and yet full of feral energy. I easily spotted Quade's black wolf. He was shoving a rogue away with his hind legs and snapping his jaw at one in front of him. The quantity of rogue wolves attacking us was a surprise to me. It was known that rogues traveled alone or in small groups. They were much like vampires in that sense. So to be attacked by a pack of rogues this large was both surprising and unsettling.