Wesker Novels & Stories

Beta Osiris asked Zeta Eli, through gritted teeth. Zeta Eli Ryker was Alpha Altan's right-handed werewolf, who is the lead hunter and specialized in both strategy and pack coordination. He is an intelligent werewolf with strength greater than beta werewolf in both wolf form and human form. He is the only werewolf who can roar in his human form. On the other hand, Beta Osiris Kenzo was Alpha Altan's left-handed werewolf. He was very quick-tempered and often made wrong decisions in his anger. Like Gamma Kai, he is older than both Zeta Eli and Alpha Altan.

The crown prince had the power to go wherever he wished. “Are those werewolves,” I questioned Valerian, gawking at some wolves whose furs had stripes of white and red. The big one sat on the grass, and the smaller ones were playing with her tail. His face turned serious for a moment but went relaxed when he looked out to see them. “No, Those are actual wolves. Nothing special to worry about,” he chuckled, pulling his head back into the carriage. “How can you tell the difference?” I asked again, trying to hide my confusion.

Of course, I love my mom but my dad always has her protected so I don't need to worry too much. Luckily for me, I have Will here with me and as my Gamma, it's his job to have control over the warrior's patrol shifts. "Will, do you know if Ryan and Tony are on patrol today?" He stares up at the sky as he thinks before shaking his head "No, they are on the night shift tonight on the East border." One thing about Will is his incredible memories of the patrol rotas, rarely, he doesn't know who's on patrol and when. We have a lot of warriors and for him to remember all those details is mindblowing.

he sneered, but his voice sounded a little faint. “Thank you for this, Kiddo. I can easily pull her out of your mansion now,” Vogar said, and I felt his presence disappearing, his scent fading. “What should I do with him?” The lady asked. “Let him be, Lucy. He won’t recall a thing when he wakes up,” Vogar's faint voice responded, and his scent totally faded. But a feminine scent suddenly consumed my nostrils. With the strength of her scent, I could tell she was a Beta wolf.

After a few seconds of silence, he goes on, “It’s someone from another pack. But one with rank. A warrior. Though low-ranked… but still…” He shakes his head. “This shouldn’t have happened.” I feel sick. “What’s his name?” I ask. His jaw clenches before he nods at Drake. Stepping forward, he clicks a few things on his table before handing it over to me, where a person’s information is flashed on the screen. Craig chooses out, “Wes. Wes Carter.” Wes… I remember him vaguely. He’s not that remarkable or someone one will remember much. He’s not particularly skilled, and he’s a man who blends easily into the crowd.

"When I say run, you run. Don't look back. Get to the foundation office. Lock yourself in the safe room. Understand?" "What about you?" "I'll buy you time. Now RUN!" Yuki ran. Wolf's attention didn't follow. Stayed fixed on Chaewon. Message received: I'm here for you. Only you. Chaewon stepped into the open. Weapon raised. "You want me? Come get me. Leave the civilians alone." The wolf tilted their head. Studied her. Then spoke—voice modulated, gender ambiguous, mechanical: "Chaewon Kim. Project Phoenix Alpha. The Original. Finally."

His study door wasn’t shut all the way. I slipped in. The room smelled of scotch and ink and danger. Wesley stood at his desk, sleeves rolled, head slightly bowed over his phone. He spoke in rapid Italian—smooth, sharp, like the blade of a knife slicing silk. His voice was calm. Too calm. "Kill them all. No survivors. Burn everything. If Des has a problem, she can come to me." A chill skated down my spine. He ended the call with a flick of his fingers. No hesitation. No pause.

“Do you know where the safe is, Anton?” “Yeah. I even know the code. No one knew where it was except for Darius and me.” Anton said. “For the record, I never agreed with the women being murdered for some sexual deviant’s pleasure.” “No. You were just okay with making a profit off of them.” Jaxon said. “Who was the man with the white hair?” Anton shifted in his seat uncomfortably, “He is a strong wolf with special abilities to control people’s minds. His name is Ozul.”

he commented, with Stephen smiling at him solemnly. He didn't want anyone to know that Zain had a weak point, but the latter made sure that he did Everyone knows that she is his companion and under his protection “Hello.” John coldly said, smiling at Zain in hate and malice. “Welcome, Chief John, please take a seat.” It's obvious how much the werewolf king hates the vampire, that's so obvious sat Rashford_leader Demons - his eyes never left Rene and this strings her while her companion is talking to one of the demons sitting next to him

He glanced at it. One message. Target located. The message disappeared seconds later. Kane stared at the blank screen. Enzo. He had known the man long enough to understand what that message meant. They had found him. Kane exhaled slowly. If there was anyone he trusted to handle something quietly, it was Enzo. No unnecessary noise. No questions that didn't need answers. Kane set the phone down. He walked to the counter and poured himself a glass of whiskey. He took one sip.