Werehog Sonic Unleashed Novels & Stories

The only option left is to break the damn door down. The sound of multiple feet running stops me from breaking down the door. I freeze, listening closely and attentively. Due to werewolves' ultrasonic hearing, I can hear every single thing the men outside are saying. “Make sure non of them gets away." One of the men orders. “We need as much as possible alive. I know you are all eager to kill them, but you have to restrain yourself. If they are dead, then we won't get buyers, and even if we magically do, they would pay us little to non. So, make sure they are alive."

“Finally,” an unfamiliar deep voice said. I move my head sideways and tried to open my eyes. The back of my head still hurts but I now have a clearer vision and consciousness. “She is an Ambrose,” that voice made me look and I saw two werewolves in human form.

The invisible blast hit the center of the Unbound vanguard. Dozens of the massive wolves collapsed, whimpering in sudden, paralyzing agony. The sonic wave was forcing the quartz plates in their fur to vibrate at a lethal frequency. I watched in horror as hairline fractures began to form along their armored spines. Silas was trying to shatter them from the inside out. Killian roared, fighting against the crushing pressure of the soundwave. He dug his claws into the earth, his silver eyes locking onto the lead truck. He could not reach it in time. The sonic field was too dense, acting like a physical wall of agony.

Brak The loud bang was immediately heard from the direction of the wide-open hall door. Mom and Dad immediately stood up straight in front of me. Even all the existing werewolves started looking at the warrior standing in front of the hall door with a worried expression on her face right now. I stood with an uncertain feeling, and looked at mom and dad who looked tense. Meanwhile, the warrior in front of the hall door had a very clear, wide-open wound from his neck to his chest. "ALPHA!!! LUNA!!! OUR PACK IS UNDER ATTACK!!!"

He wasn't even as hot as Jeremiah anyway. I tugged the Jeep door open and got inside, settling into the driver’s seat. Ignoring his pleas, his screams. He had a lot of strength for someone on the verge of death. I didn’t care. I turned the key in the ignition, and the engine roared back to life. I rolled the steering wheel, reversing slowly and carefully, starting to turn back toward the pack. But before I could, a group of he-wolves burst through the border, stark naked, their bodies still shimmering from recent shifts. They were all running fast, wearing skull masks. They were definitely Dominic’s pursuers.

The only thing that broke it was the sound of nocturnal insects. "The Sons," Gbenga continued. "know your capabilities. They want you on their side. It is not a request. It is a command." "And if I decline the request?" Lex asked. "You will lose the one you hold dear." Lex stiffened. "As we speak, our man is as the airport." A chill crawled up Lex's spine. Funke!!!

he added, yelling at his men. Three brave or should we just say very stupid soldiers rushed forward, towards her, slamming the sonic devices into the ground. The high pitched whine that had incapacitated Alex and the other wolves at the gala in the estate some days back, when the mercenaries infiltrated the pack to attack instantly filled the air. Zara tilted her head to the side a little as she looked at the sonic devices with mild curiosity. She then stamped her front paw. The earth rippled. The vibration traveled through the ground, targeting the devices specifically.

"Don't listen to the hum. Just listen to the heartbeat next to you." They slipped into the shadows of the North Leg of the Arch, the silver structure vibrating beneath their hands. The "Sonic Labyrinth" opened its mouth to swallow them, but for the first time, the pack wasn't afraid of the dark. They were the ones bringing the light that was going to burn the Hive to the ground.

Starting with the fact he murdered both my father and his uncle to get to the position of Alpha but, the funny thing is, I don't hate him for murdering my father. He had it coming and I was surprised that no one did it sooner. But, the moment my father was dead, there was a sudden sense of overwhelming joy in the pack and Jayson did everything to eradicate all traces of the previous rulers. Laws were changed. We only waged war with those who instigated war. We were one of the few packs who didn't actually murder rogues, we tortured them and trusted them not to say anything, though I guess this one was different because she had murdered so many of our men. We even accepted new members into th

Smooth and thick, soft and mocking. “Don’t,” the black wolf glared at it. “Okay!” The white one raised a paw in mock surrender. “That’s Blake,” Dante said, gesturing toward the white wolf. “My Zeta.” Beta is Adolphus. Zeta is Blake. Weird titles. Beta-Zeta. Sounds like some Greek alphabet mafia. I figured it meant they were his right-hand... wolves? Blake bowed to me, which felt surreal. “They’re my most trusted,” Dante added, his eyes boring into mine. “They won’t harm you.”