Werewolf Order Novels & Stories

Bazaar and more of his guards aimed their weapons shooting wolfbanes arrows at us. The blood-eyed werewolf again howled, even louder. This time the sound from his mouth was so strong. I felt myself moved, along with Bazaar and his men flying into the air. They growled in pain as they crashed hard into objects. "Climb onto my back, now!" the blood-eyed werewolf's powerful voice said to me. I hurriedly did. My body lay against his furry back. "Hold on tight!" he instructed me. I did.

They were still enemies before, but now they are all following the orders of the Shadow Killer, they no longer fight each other, but instead focus on Alpha King and the warriors protecting me. Nearly all the werewolves brought by Jack and the werewolves who followed Alpha King obeyed the Shadow Killer. The few werewolves left with nothing were happening and could only bewilderedly observing the surrounding situation and waiting for the right action to be taken. I stared blankly at the scene in front of me. Surprised that both the werewolves on Jack's side and the warriors who followed the Alpha King obeyed the orders of the Shadow Killer. I really couldn't believe my eyes or ears. There's no

Secretary Larry Richard would not know what hit him. "Kill all humans and wolves from the other side," I ordered, linking all my wolves, and they responded. Liam, Lucius, Fredrick and Pacwater linked me, and I gave them the same order to pass to their warriors. Marcus, Mason and I did not get this far by being merciful. They would feel our might. "I am behind you," Michael's wolf, Kaleb, linked me, and I turned, and there he was, coming to fight on our side.

“There is an added entry here, where the ink looks newer than the rest of the book.” After years of using this method to infiltrate and attack, we must disband our use of it. It seems that living as a wolf has a devastating mystical effect on the human body, causing one to become violent and believing one is in fact a wolf himself. We have lost many of our own men from attacks by these werewolves. At this time, we have chosen to eliminate the packs we have taken ownership of and the leaders we have designated. They are cursed and must be destroyed. Morgan grunted in his throat. “I wonder why I never learned about this.”

books I sent you, those have ancient herbal remedies used by the hunters to keep them getting sick and powerful antivenoms as well. So were you able to take care of that werewolf problem of yours?" "Yes I did, but on my own. Viktor and Anna never showed up. I had to take care of the werewolf on my own." Jason starts to get cold feet, he thinks to himself. "I don't think I should do this over the phone, I don't know what would happen after he gets off the call." Uncle Ivan interrupts his train of thought. "when was the last time you saw Anna and Viktor?" "Uncle Ivan remember, I was supposed to meet them for the first time at the bar that Saturday evening." "That's very strange, they won't ju

How could anyone keep stealing for fun without thinking of the consequences? He ripped one photograph off the board and tore it into little pieces. The anger made his arms start to grow bigger and clawy but he steeled himself and willed his anger back inside where it needed to stay for now. If he were to let the beast out, it would go straight to Gina and Liana, then tear both of them apart. It had taken all his willpower not to destroy them on that night. Killing them would mean less suffering for them but he needed them to suffer more than he had.

The metal collar was an object with ten big needles, going into the Wolf's skin where the liquid silver running through the needles to the wolf's system and weakens it. She took a step back and turned around. Ethan's words echoing in her mind. The vampires lifted Ethan's cage to the sky. A great army of vampire stood behind Drake and Alexa. "For our lost glory!" Drake yelled a hand up before opening the portal. As the sky cleared, it came with the image of large numbers of werewolves in their battle suit holding weapons. With alpha Williams at the head of the werewolf. Drake smirk. "We're back to it! Dogs versus gods! And we all know who will win." He stretched out his hands and the 45th vam

"Tell me you found something. I need one thing today that isn't about quarterly projections." Mara didn't smile. That told me before she said a word. "There was a network," she said finally. "Wolves working together across packs, including Crestwood, to suppress certain bloodlines. Old ones. Powerful ones." "A network with a name?" "A title, more than a name." She wrapped both hands around her own mug like she needed the anchor. "They call themselves the Order." The word landed strangely, a chill that had nothing to do with the kitchen's temperature. "The Order," I repeated, testing the shape of it. "That sounds like something out of one of Caelum's picture books. Not something that actually

Meanwhile, Chloe gave birth to a pup with pure golden fur, and suddenly her home was overflowing with admirers praising her husband’s powerful bloodline. Humiliated, Damian turned vicious. He berated me constantly, furious that he hadn’t chosen Chloe instead. In the Alliance, werewolf bloodlines fell into four ranks: Omega Black Werewolves, Beta Gray Werewolves, Alpha Silver Werewolves, and Golden Lycans. Each rank was divided further into low, average, and high categories.

"I'll lead the defense. Harley, you take a team and flank them from the west. We need to disrupt their formations and create chaos in their ranks." Harley, his expression equally resolute, replied, "Got it. We'll give them a fight they won't forget." As the pack leaders relayed their orders, the werewolves moved with a sense of urgency and purpose. They knew their survival depended on their ability to adapt and outmaneuver their enemy. ---