Werewolf's Heartsong Chapter 127 Novels & Stories

Melonie's face lit up with a radiant smile, her eyes glowing, ears and fangs popping, and her hands and body blazing with fire As the werewolf rushes towards us to attack, Melonie broke off the chains easily and scooped out the heart of the werewolf from his chest, leaving him without a heart. Collasping to the cold floor, he burnt away. A soft smile spread across my face, “So it's true…” I murmured, “I control you.”

It's a strategy he keeps close to his heart- while our pack deals with the troops, we get rid of the actual source of danger. *Break their bones, brother,* I whisper to my wolf. *But never ours,* Silas adds, finishing our secret war cry. One after another, the rogues leave the forest and charge right at us. *This is a trap!* I growl at Silas. It's clear someone set us up, and something tells me it's the doing of the old Silver. My wolf shifts his weight, lowering the front of his body closer to the ground. He'll take off in just a few seconds, breaking through the masses of soon-to-be headless rogues until he finds the actual target.

“I know, my beloved mate. Come, let me carry you. I will take you to somewhere safe.” “Nowhere is safe here, Danshak. Look around you, look at the madness surrounding us. We are doomed!” “No, my love. We are not doomed. The Prime Alpha is still alive, so there is yet hope. Stay with me.” Erin wanted to believe his words so badly but the reality around them was so bleak and so hopeless. She managed to gingerly get up to a sitting position on her hind legs with his help, and as she lifted her head, she saw a sight that terrified her. The white werewolf on the hill was no longer howling, but instead, it was looking directly at the battleground with glowing eyes. Its sight was trained on the Pri

My gaze landed on the injured packmate, a young werewolf named Ethan, lying on the ground with blood staining his fur. Without hesitation, I darted towards him, my healing instincts kicking into overdrive. The others formed a protective circle around us, their fierce expressions showcasing their determination to keep us safe. I knelt beside Ethan, my hands glowing with a soft, pulsating light. The power of the moon surged through me, amplifying my abilities. I placed my hands on his wounds, feeling the warmth spread from my palms to his injured body. The healing energy flowed through me, stitching torn flesh, knitting broken bones, and soothing his pain.

I could hear my bones snap and rearrange in place, my eyes already glowing it's usual fiery red. "Kaden," I heard Ava's soft voice call from beside me. "Don't worry Sinclair, none of these bastards are going to lay a finger on you. I'll protect you!" I assure her, as werewolves lunged at us from every corner. ****Authors Note**** Soundtrack: Renegade by Taylor Swift Guys, how was this episode of mystery and nightmares! Yay or nay, let me know in the comments. As always please keep voting. Stay tuned for the next chapter tomorrow.

“I can’t remember the last time I felt your lips against mine, and I want nothing more right now.” Without hesitation, I lean in, closing the distance between us, but as our lips are about to meet, searing pain lances through my chest, my heart clenching in protest. A voice screams at me from the depths of my mind, desperate and urgent, begging me to stop. It sounds hauntingly like my wolf, but his presence is faint and distant as if he’s being smothered by an unseen force. Why can’t I hear him clearly, as I always could before?

Their eyes glowed faint blue, and every mouth moved together, spilling out the cursed song like a choir. The sound slammed into me like a wave. My skull throbbed. My vision wavered. My body wanted to fold, to crawl into the pool with them. I closed my eyes, summoning my vampire powers but they didn’t bother. They didn't even glance at me. The song dug deeper, wrapping around my mind like chains. My werewolf claws slid out, biting into the floorboards as I crouched low, refusing to give ground. The sirens shifted, their jade eyes turning towards me in unison. One broke the surface nearest the edge, its slick arm reaching for me. I shot my hand out fast, seizing around the neck before it could

he barked. She barely heard him…the noise was deafening. Screams, gunshots, the desperate growls of wolves shifting…all fused into a hellish symphony. A massive werewolf had managed to transform fully, with his claws slicing through the air as he charged at the nearest soldier, but before he reached him, three silver bullets found their way into his chest. He dropped instantly, his howl cut short.

A Moonshadow wolf fell, his cry sharp, and my heart twisted, anger surging. ‎I couldn’t let this happen. Not again. The warmth in my chest roared, not just my wolf, but the healing light, the power that had broken the curse, stopped the wolves. I shifted back, my human form trembling, blood trickling down my side but healing, and raised my hands, instinct guiding me. “Enough!” I shouted, my voice raw, shaking the air. ‎