Windwalkers Mc Novels & Stories

Her sky-blue eyes drilled holes behind Hakan’s head, flashing the three muscular men a smirk whenever their eyes would wander over to where she was. “Then, I’ll be leaving Richard in charge while I go out to the city. Check the borders, I’ve been hearing talks about rogue wolves roaming around the forest from our hunters.” The man called Richard stepped up before bowing his head, as he received orders from his alpha. The three burly men left immediately when Hakan dismissed the group, turning around to face Skye with her arms crossed and looking bored.

The three witches spread into a circle around me. One raised her hands. Another began chanting in a language I didn't recognize. The third pressed both palms toward me. The air became heavy. Every breath grew harder to take. "No!" Eric roared. He lunged toward me but three Daywalkers intercepted him, forcing him back into the fight. I tried to move. My legs refused. The chanting grew louder. Then the ground beneath me answered. Ancient markings ignited around my boots, forming a perfect circle. Pain exploded through my body.

That she walks away and I learn to live with it. I don’t think I can. The door slams open and I’m on my feet instantly. “Alpha!” Thane rushes in, breathing hard like he ran here. “What is it?” I ask, already bracing for something serious. He steps inside and shuts the door behind him. “I just heard something. From two men from Ironclaw MC.” My jaw tightens at the name. “What about them?” “They were outside the lodge. Talking.” He runs a hand through his hair. “I didn’t hear everything. But I heard enough.”

It made everyone jump and fall silent. "What’s happening? Did someone come in late and decide to make a dramatic entrance?" Saphira softly asked. "It's Xavier Hellfire. He’s the alpha of the Dark Walker Pack. He’s extremely powerful, ruthless, and aggressive. No girl wants to be with him due to that. I’ll honestly feel bad for any girl who he gets as a mate," Lilly softly explained to Saphira. Saphira gulped and nodded at this. She hoped that this Xavier wasn’t her mate at all.

I wanted it witnessed by every set of eyes in the pack so that when the elder placed the Alpha Crown on my head, there was no room left in anyone's mind for the word unofficial. The oldest elder was congratulating me. He mid sentence when the ground shook with footsteps One voice cut through the ceremony like something thrown. "What I want, I must collect!" The square went silent. Bastard! He came through the crowd. The rogue had come to cause trouble. He was walking towards us. He wasn't stopping briefly or adjusting his path for the bodies in it. People moved because the alternative was being walked through and MoonBlood could do it. He had done it in the past. He was so huge that the elde

But that was because the Northern Star pack had something that other packs didn't; their Luna was a witch. The fated union between a werewolf and a witch hadn’t gone down smoothly with puritans but sixteen years on, Ulf and Estrid had defied all odds and united their pack. Their love for each other inspired unity and peace amongst their people while their tenacity and bravery was what drove them to protect their people.

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

Their eyes glowed cold blue. Their leader, a massive male with a deep scar across his chest, stepped forward. "Elara Kane. We are the Void Walkers. We have watched your bloodline for generations. The child you carry cannot be allowed to live. It will bring the end of all packs." Mira growled and moved in front of us. "You will have to kill us first." The Void Walker leader smiled. "That was always the plan." They attacked without another word. Damien pushed me back and met the first wolf head-on. Even weak, he fought like a beast. He bit down on the attacker’s throat and refused to let go. I jumped in beside him, snapping and clawing at anything that got close.

"The Mountain Ridge heir publicly defying his Alpha, rejecting a major political alliance, and claiming you as his mate seems pretty significant to the overall political landscape." "Which is still secondary to the threat we're facing," I counter, redirecting to safer territory. "Dane brought critical information from the Mountain Ridge archives. These Skinwalkers are servants to something called Void Walkers. Ancient entities that were imprisoned long ago." Liam allows the subject change, though his expression suggests this conversation isn't over, merely postponed. The problem is, the pain he caused me doesn’t just disappear because fate has other plans. I’m not sure I’ll ever be ready.

"I have been conducting extensive research on the nightwalker evolution. Specifically, comparing the two different types we have encountered—what I am calling the black walkers and the red walkers." "Red walkers?" Alpha Eli interrupted. "What makes them red?" "They've red skin and also the substance they leave behind," Todd explained. "Red sand, red dust. It appears at every attack site where these evolved nightwalkers have been present." Several Alphas exchanged glances, clearly recognizing what Todd was describing from their own experiences. "Continue," I encouraged. Todd pointed to his sketches. "The black walkers are what we have historically encountered. They are strong, fast, aggressiv