Wild Robot Book Novels & Stories

The once human shifting rogue turned completely feral and started to attack not just those of us who had spoken to him, but also to everyone that was standing around. Pulling him back into the city, though, didn’t take the madness. He was lost and eventually I had to kill him. Reese wanted to try again, but I said no. At least not with a rogue who still had their mind in-tacked. It was impossible to catch a rogue that already lost their humanity. They were willing to fight to the death, and they wouldn’t allow themselves to get captured.

“You’ve got the pieces. And you’ve got us to guide you. But W.I.L.D. is also something you become through experience, through trust, and through embracing every part of yourself.” Serenya exhaled, feeling the weight of the day, the forest, the lessons, and the truth of their words settle inside her. “I… think I get it. Watchfulness, Instinct, Learning, Determination. W.I.L.D.” Solana’s presence thrummed in agreement. And you will carry it, little one. Not just for yourself… but for all who depend on you. Cheyenne ruffled her hair playfully. “Good. Now let’s see if that W.I.L.D. mind of yours can handle one more drill before sunset.”

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They shifted into their wolves and the intruder incapacitates them either one slash of his claws on each of the abductor and they lay dying on the floor, convulsing. The intruder rushed to Anna who was roused back to consciousness by the fierce howling of the fighting men, and cut her loose. Anna looked at him with gratitude but couldn't say anything, not wanting to believe yet that her rescue has come and as he lifted her, she fainted right away again, the relief after such a terrible fright had been too much for her.

Riley’s POV The warehouse stood like a jagged tooth against the gray sky. It smelled of rust, salt, and impending death. I looked at the nine girls standing around me. We were the "Wild Cats," the lethal weapons of the Triplets. But today, I didn't want to be a weapon. I wanted to be free. I checked my belt. My pistol was heavy. I felt the cold handle of the knife hidden in my pocket. It pressed against my thigh, a sharp reminder of the world I lived in.

Vivi I woke slowly, my body warm and comfortable, nestled in a bed of... fur? I tried to pull up my blankets, but they seemed to resist, and a soft growl echoed near my ear. My eyes flew open, and I found myself surrounded by two massive wolves—one pure white, the other solid black.

The moonlit night embraced us, and the woods beckoned. With each step, I revelled in the primal connection with the earth and the wilderness. The moon, a silent witness to our escapade, cast its ethereal glow upon the forest floor. My wolf body moved effortlessly through the shadows, guided by instincts that were too often suppressed in our human lives.

She asks she with crossed arms I guess she's right. "My name is Hanna" I decide to tell her as I give in "Hanna Wilder" she says my name which causes my body to feel tingly all over Whoa. What was that? I stand up straighter to try and hide this feeling. My ex-boyfriend never made me feel like that. "Pretty name" she says as she tucks a strand of her black hair behind her ear Her eyes never stray away from mine as she does so.

Perhaps your rogue is still out there somewhere, waiting to be discovered. END OF BOOK EIGHT