Novelas y relatos de Werewolf Leon

It landed with a thud on the pavement and whimpered as I stood over it, my growls echoing in the night. The second wolf charged towards me, snarling and showing off its sharp teeth. I flipped over it and delivered a swift kick to its back, sending it crashing into the ground. But there were more of them, and they kept coming. A heavy thump behind me signaled to me that one – possibly more – of our assailants had jumped on top of the car, trying to get at me from behind. I turned around just in time to see Leon, now in his wolf form too, grab one by the neck and throw it into the woods. Its howls echoed through the night as it disappeared from view while my beta lunged at the second idiot ato

he voiced out this time. How are they going to fight four huge werewolves in their tiny builds compared to those creatures? Zane’s heart hammered in his chest. But he didn’t show his tension. “Shit!” Zeev cursed and looked at the opposite side to be ready for any sudden attack. A huge ebony-coated wolf with bloody red eyes graced under the moonlight. Zane almost gasped seeing the rogue. But more than its appearance, the almost glowing dark mark on its leg caught Zane’s eyes.

I smiled. "Alright pumpkin, I'll have to go now, be ready by 6pm" he said and ended the call. I breathe out. I pray the meeting goes well. Even I'm very sure his father won't like me. I'm an illegitimate child and also wolfless. How would he want a Wolfless girl as a Luna for his son. No alpha would allow that. Lunas are supposed to be strong and powerful in order to support the alpha in ruling the pack. No one wants a weak fellow standing behind their alpha.

Selene, Lenard, and Louis, but the rest will be the surprise you will soon learn of. Even I fear you. I may be a shifting messenger, but one hit from you, and I will need to be revived. You are the strongest of the gods, Leonidas, and I am in no position to go up against you. That is why I don’t want to teach my boys your tactics; they cannot win the war, and none of you here can teach them, including the children. I’m not being afraid of my sons, but what they will become is a monster that needs to be felt with wisdom. Perhaps the wisdom Louise can help us within guidance, without planting the desires of one’s heart in this, it may be hard to build this, but it’s needed.” I nodded but then

His golden eyes locked onto the men, a silent promise of death. "Look at him," another man mocked, stepping closer. "Protecting a territory he’s too weak to hold. Ronan is coming, Zayden. And when he does, he’ll take your crown—and your little pet." The black wolf exploded into motion. He didn't kill them; he was too fast for that. He moved like a shadow, knocking the men back with the sheer force of his weight, his teeth snapping inches from their throats until they scrambled backward into the trees, disappearing into the darkness.

"What if he comes back now?" Shery looked up and stared at Leon with bold eyes. "What do you mean?" Leon smiled and took Shery's hand, sneak into the manor, get into one of the open doors. Leon closed the door. "Keep silent." Shery kept her mouth shut, as slowly before her eyes, Leon transformed into a large and stout gray wolf, with pointed ears and black eyes. "Oh you are the little injured wolf" Shery said in amazement. She reached out and approached the gray wolf, then gently touched its head.

Carmen whispered back, causing me to freeze and give Carmen a questioning look. "Why wouldn't he? He could seriously get hurt!" I felt the light touch of a hand on my head causing me to turn back to Lane with a glare, but that wasn't enough. He smuggled himself between me and Carmen, putting his arms around both of us. Then he leaned over to my ear and whispered, "You have no idea the kind of man Abel is. Since he was young, he'd been ripping lions apart. What is a simple werewolf in front of him? Just watch."

I wanted to know what he was about to say the moment he walks through the door; I acted like I wasn’t even expecting him, he violently shook the door open and walked in. “You know, even wood have feelings too. I wonder why you are angry.” I looked at him, he smirked a bit I knew it was to throw me off. My senses clearly showed me that he was not happy not in one bit. “It’s just a little mishap with some wolves, they always go out of line to do somethings that will piss me off.” Leon was a very crafty wolf he had a way with his words that made it hard for me to even know if he was lying.

“If you’re angry, I won’t go.” I waved it off. He hesitated for a moment, but Ella called again, urging him. After ending the call, Leon said, “I’ll be back after this. Get ready. Tomorrow, I’ll mark you in front of the whole pack.” Then he left in a hurry. After finishing packing, I casually scrolled through social media. Ella had posted again. The first photo showed a well-defined hand testing the water temperature by the bathtub. The second was a selfie. Behind her, a werewolf stood close, focused on washing her hair.

The werewolf-shrieker continued to toss more bodies around and the air fiiled with the cries of humans and vampires. “Single Line!” Leon shouted once more. “Leave the werewolf-shrieker to us.” The beast rose to its full height and Leon saw his chance. He ran at it and thrust his hand into its belly like a spear. The beast swatted him away and he crushed into the carriage causing it to fall on its side as splints of wood flew through the air. The horses that were tied to it also found themselves on the ground.