War Dog A Soldier's Best Friend Mga Nobela at Kwento

Wolves everywhere—hundreds of them—pouring in from every direction. The northern packs had arrived, their howls cutting through the night. From the east, I heard the war cries of the coastal clans. South and west, more allies flooded in, a sea of fur and fangs and desperation. “For our families!”.someone screamed. The dark soldiers met them head-on. The collision was brutal. I saw a young wolf—couldn’t have been more than sixteen—latch onto a soldier’s leg, ripping through the dark armor. The soldier raised its blade. Before it could swing, three more wolves tackled it from the side, tearing it apart.

Eva asked him shining her newly colored blue eyes at him. Luca smiled and said "You see, a Wolf will not protect what he has until he's challenged by another Wolf who wants to take it" "Huh?" Eva said and Luca stood up and patted her head and said "Soon you'll understand Eva" ~~~~

He gritted his teeth knowing that the pack lands were important and with their dire wolf size they needed as much clear land as they could get to exercise and hunt. "I will go out with the troops to remark the border with urine, the smell should deter the invaders," he growled menacingly. Dominik nodded and left in a rush. Mystrel stood, standing at six foot five, he was an intimidating individual. He cracked his back and headed to the dire house. It was a huge dwelling that housed the entire pack minus him and Dominik. They each had their own separate residence. Mystrel could smell the evening meal. The scent of roasted venison filled his nostrils and his stomach growled hungrily.

It kept looking at me with blue green eyes that were a contrast of mine. I noticed it had silver like white fur which was very rare. It had a lightning streak at the side of its body. Walking around and around me like a predator hunting and stalking its prey. I took on a defensive stance,ready for when it pounced. But the wolf looked at me for a few more seconds and opened its mouth to speak. The voice I heard speaking shocked me so much that I didn't hear what she said the first time. “It's time to wake up, Your Highness,” the wolf said to me.

Life without the White Wolf's blessing was like a nightmare they couldn't wake up from. Within a week, the lush forests of the Silver Moon territory began to wither. The streams turned muddy and dried up. A mysterious plague began to spread among the pups and the elderly, a cough that no medicine could cure—because the only cure was the aura of a White Wolf. Married life wasn't the sweet dream Alexander and Lucas had imagined. Instead, it was a total disaster. Before, they were the Gods of War in the pack. Every hunt yielded the fattest, most prize-worthy game. They arrogantly believed this was due to their own superior talent and strength.

As expected, a couple of wolves jump out of hiding and begin circling us, their intent clear as they growl. I could easily take them all if I was on my own but now I had a mate standing behind me trembling in fear. I contemplated turning to my wolf and finishing these rogues off but I can't risk her safety so I quickly connect to the mind link trying to reach my beta and pack while making sure she was still safe behind me.

This was calculated. "So this was planned." "Every second." The wolves behind him stood perfectly still, awaiting nothing but a command. Their postures weren't those of wild, frenzied beasts. These were disciplined. Trained. Soldiers. Someone had molded them into weapons far more dangerous than Damien's scattered forces ever were. My mind raced—who could command such loyalty from wolves that should have been feral? I kept my eyes locked on the stranger, refusing to blink, every instinct screaming that he was the true apex predator here.

As you can imagine, my connection with Vitor was very long, years and years of growing up, sharing people and moments, it was hard to disassociate myself from everything we lived through. - Anna told me that your date is beautiful, have you seen him? - my mother said, snapping me out of my thoughts again. - He's a brute! And a bush animal! - I said grumpily. - And how do you know all this? - she said confused. - I just know, the guy is so weird that he's living in the forest above, do you think that's acceptable? - Wow... really there? Anna told me she has a cabin, but she didn't tell me it was there! - I don't know why I felt in my heart that my mother wanted to say more than she did.

"You're a White Lotus witch. Admit it." There's a line of gold running along his pupils, and his lips are quivering as if he's about to show his fangs any minute now. Hiro trembles, but he fixes his posture and stands straight. Werewolves can very much smell fear, especially if they were this close to each other. Hiro wasn’t exactly afraid; he was taken aback that he suddenly got caught. "What is it to you?" He snarls, trying to get past him and that's when he bares his fangs. In broad daylight too, what an asshole.

“Your mates are just hanging around waiting for you.” From the back of the buildings more soldiers appeared, armed with guns. I estimated around thirty of them. We could take them. My wolf agreed. Anthony hissed next to me, his eyes glowed bloodred. “Their blood calls to me.” his voice was unrecognizable. Zane touched his shoulder and he snapped at him. “Easy now. You’ll get your chance, love.” We walked down towards the building, the open door waiting like a monster wanting to swallow us.