Werewolf's Heartstrong Novels & Stories

The tone was without arrogance, quite the opposite of Celosia, in which in her mouth, the meaning would include some condescension. Irene suddenly thought of something. Willa's words made sense. "Do you know a lot about the werewolf race?" "If Your Highness has a question, please ask." "Tell me things related to the werewolf race that are unknown to the public. Explain about Emerald Territory as well." There was a slight furrow of Willa's eyebrow when Irene mentioned Emerald Territory. Nonetheless, she still told her. "The Lord of the Emerald Territory is Tristan Wolke. He is rumored to be the fourth strongest in the entire werewolf race."

"Hey, sweet princess, look at this." She furrowed her eyebrows strangely to look behind the rock, one of them was holding the unconscious Baekhyun and pointed a metal dagger right in the direction of his heart, and the other with an arrow in the direction of Chen's heart as well, as you know that pure silver can kill a werewolf and even burn him alive. Her eyes widened and she tried to remove the arrow, but it stuck to her foot.

he replied "Can't we device a means to kill them? I mean..they know how to defeat us even on the full moon." Axel sighed "Nina..the thing is we're yet to face the most powerful of them.He's the main cause of this war.His mother was a werewolf.She married a vampire,a forbidden act.She was killed along with the vampire.They had him before that though." "So you can imagine.He's a half werewolf.He knows our every weaknesses.Probably the one who gave away the tactic of defeating us even on the full moon"

I woke up half dead. My heart began pounding fast in my chest, the blood pumping through my veins... A nightmare? I felt tightness in my chest as I struggled to breathe. I shoved the werewolf book aside with was lying on my stomach. Mom was right. Reading all those werewolf stuff gave me a freaking nightmare. I wanted to get up but my whole body felt numb, tired and dead... I couldn't die from a nightmare, right? Like seriously. Dragging my whole I reached my bathroom somehow which felt like I have already walked a mile to reach here.

He said. “I don't think so.” Adriana responded. “You saw their faces, were those the faces of people who hate their alpha?” She asked. “Well, no.” Alpha Tristan responded with a helpless smile. “Exactly!” Adriana exclaimed. “That's because they respect you.” She said. “What if there are werewolves who hate me secretly?” He asked as they arrived at Alpha Tristan's mansion. “They can only hate you secretly because they know almost everyone loves you.” She replied. “And what's stopping them from leaving the pack if they hate you?” She asked. “Nothing!” She replied.

It had a short description of the spirit, the power, and the weakness. “The strength of a thousand wolves. Amazing.” I hadn’t seen what she could do, but after what happened with Travis’ car and how she punched the ground and sent the werewolves flying, I knew what devastation she could do if she used that strength. “The power came from within— from the balance of the light and the dark of its heart. What the fuck does that even mean?” I flipped to the next page. There was an old drawing of the dagger. So, what Dylan said was true.

My growl along with that of Gregory caught the attention of the Silver Crescent pack and they turned their fangs and claws of wrath towards Gregory and me. I bit, I tore, I ripped every counter werewolf I came in contact with. With wolf speed, I pounced, heading towards Jacob. Even if we were going to lose this war, I would never let him be with Layla, never. Members of his pack tried to stop me from reaching him, but they could not. I put all my strength into my left paw and lashed my claws at one of his forelegs. He lost stamina and snarled. I waited for him to regain his composure. He came at me with his fangs which I easily missed by crouching. I rose, overturning him from beneath. I sto

“Can you do this?” A hard wipe of a sleeve. “Yeah. Okay.” They stepped—two fire teams, bounding overwatch—under the dark skirts of the trees. The first hit fell. A massive werewolf dropped from the branches like a boulder of fur and teeth, smashing into Linda. Claws tore armour like paper. She screamed, hands scrabbling at slick hide. “Help me!” Tara’s scream ripped free as the others opened up—muzzles strobing the gloom. Rounds thudded; the beast barely flinched. It bit, wrenched—Linda’s trachea came away in its jaws; a red arc painted the pavement.

Serena’s POV The moment I heard the news, a cold fire ignited in my chest. Ashley had been captured by rogue werewolves wolves who didn’t care about pack laws or alliances, wolves who thrived on chaos. My stomach tightened, fear clawing at me, but it was mingled with fury. I could feel my rare werewolf power pulsing beneath my skin, sharp and hungry, sensing the danger Ashley was in. I had never used it fully outside training, but now, desperation demanded it. Ashley has lost her wolf for me and couldn't fight. And I know Cruz and Peter were definitely behind all of this.

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.