Watch Dogs: Legion Bloodline Novels & Stories

"He relies on raw power and rage! That works in a one-on-one duel. It gets you slaughtered in a war!" ​I stopped in front of Jaxon, the young warrior I had saved in the snow, and again at the gorge. He stiffened, staring straight ahead. ​"In the Legion, the wolf beside you is your shield," I told them, my voice dropping to a dangerous, mechanical hum. "You do not break the line to seek glory. You do not leave your flank exposed to chase a kill. If you break my line, I will not let the vampires kill you. I will kill you myself."

"What bloodline?" Varyn's grip grew tighter, but I was strong enough, I didn't feel pain. “Silver Fang. Legends speak of wolves born with silver eyes—a cursed lineage with power to command all packs, even Alphas. If she survives through the night, long enough to awaken, she will be unstoppable.” My face went white, and my confidence cracked for the first time that night. But I buried it instantly, “You're saying I just rejected—” “You know the consequences if she lives,” Varyn interrupted, his whisper sharp as a dagger. "The council is already aware. They’ve sent hunters."

God, what is he doing to me, I don’t like it. Speaking of those nasty witches, I’ve been more vigilant than ever. I was attacked by this rabid dog from Monteluna called the lucid hound that can kill a werewolf with one bite, they’re wild animals that shouldn’t be kept in the house but some stupid werewolves think they’re invincible they keep them as pets. All I know is if that dog gets loose they’re cooked. If a lucid hound bites a werewolf they don’t just die instantly they suffer until they give out their last breath. That’s if there’s no antidote around, my father’s cousin was killed by a lucid dog.

Jebediah had found his way back without explanation, wearing a satisfied expression and carrying a small jar of something dark and preserved that he set down and did not offer to share. Emmett was halfway through a drumstick when he remembered. "You called me a bloodhound earlier," he said, looking at Lord Nikolai. "When I arrived. What did that mean?" Lord Nikolai and Jebediah exchanged a glance. It was brief, the kind of look that had a full conversation packed inside it. "You are a Bloodhound, Emmett," Lord Nikolai said, setting down his cup. "A warrior-breed, wolves engineered through bloodline and conditioning for war and annihilation. Highly perceptive, driven by an instinct for confli

Even through the thick glass, the force of her voice hit hard. The dog flinched, tail tucking immediately as it whimpered and backed away. Dogs are highly pack-oriented animals. They understand strength better than anything. Hayley's voice carried something primal, overwhelming, like a predator's roar echoing through the wild. The dog retreated behind the old man, cautious now, no longer daring to show its teeth. "Alright," the old man said, patting the dog gently before looking back at her. "Who sent you?" Hayley met his gaze without hesitation. "Ascendant Creed."

"Does that mean the Moon Goddess made a mistake this time?" Another question popped up. "What do you mean, Victoria? The Moon Goddess knows what she’s doing. She doesn’t make mistakes." "I’m just stating the obvious. Isn’t your dad an Alpha? Mine is, and so are all of you here.. But she, she is half werewolf, half witch." Victoria shot back. "What are you saying, Victoria? She has more Alpha blood than you do. She’s got the Wolf King bloodline." "She’s even the White Wolf. How can you say that, Victoria?"

be, I was different I was a powerful Alpha, born to rule and I always would be. There was nothing I could do to change my destiny, Dog had mapped it out since my first creation, and I had no choice, my story would play out and reach its own conclusion. There was no point in my fighting it, so safe and secure in my Mother’s paws I slept soundly listening to her comforting heartbeat pushing aside the doubts that crept into my young heart. She woke us when she heard the humans beginning to arrive, ‘Come on, have a drink and let me clean you they will soon be here’ She pushed us to her teats and began washing us, we suckled sleepily

Then I turned to Miranda, changing the conversation ‘Miranda, there is something Athan told me while we were on the balcony. He spoke about a kidnapping ring known as the black hood which likes to take purebloods. Do you know anything about them? ‘That’s scary. People do this.’ Jissa retorted. ‘It is. Really. I feel so scared for our kind. When have we become so debased to fight and kill one of our kind? My elder used to tell me stories about our debacles with the vampires and sometimes witches. I have never heard about in-fighting amongst werewolves. It is sad.’

No wonder Derrick was bent on making Lisa be the Luna of the patriarch family. "They can't possibly think that Jasper" the guy whose name is Tyler said. There's only one possibility here,is either they're representatives of a pack or one of them is an alpha while the second should be the beta. The place I wounded my leg earlier kept stinging me badly more because I rested so much weight on it……. I winced slowly in pain but it seemed I was heard. "Who is there?" They both asked in unison. I covered my mouth, looking for something to at least defend myself with if worst comes to worst.