Witcher Wolves Novels & Stories

She continued on about facts and such while others ogled over them. "To finish off our tour, I give you, the wolves. Now what we have here are gray wolves. We actually have a pack here in our zoo. We have six females, three pups, and our Alpha. Now our Alpha name is Alastor. Which in Ancient Greek means "tormentor." We named him this because he doesn't like anyone. No one can get near him, feed him, or be in the habitat with him awake. He is put under tranquilizer. Does anyone know what that is?" She asked the group of kids in the front. Eliza and I looked down over the wall separating us from the wild wolves. Four of the females were in sight and we could even see the pups.

I had to tell Cole. Cole was our Alpha and he would know exactly what to do with this information. What my brother and the other wolves dont know is that our pack has been under attck by witches using black magic. Dead wolves have been found around the territory with their hearts ripped out and turned to sludge. Weird symbols were carved into their bodies.

But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two. "I'm going to distract the gray wolf." The Wolf with red fur commands the black Wolf next to him. The Black Wolf received the order and left in Windy's direction. The Red Wolf is alert when sensitively detecting someone approaching. When it turned around, it saw a Wolf with black fur and sharp eyes. The Red Wolf was no longer conservative but somewhat reverent towards the Black Wolf. I thought the Red Wolf was the leader of the assassin group, but it wasn't. Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent.

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov

She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen. Lucia jerked away to earth, panting heavily like she had just run a marathon. Strange, she could remember everything she discussed with her mother. In almost all cases, she barely remembered what took place in the dream. That was a sign... The Witch-Wolf is about to be born... "And where are you headed, Jackson?" A voice trailed him as he sauntered through the thick forest after the meeting of his pack in the forest. He felt heavy because like all other times, he had been frustrated, insulted, and used.

He sniffs “rogues. Fucking rogues.” “And one damn Alpha,” Beauden grits his teeth and shifts into Klondike running in that direction. Sandulf, Deshal wolf, and Toraka, Roake wolf are running behind him. At the lake that behind where Wisdom’s house Whitman is sitting on the bank staring at Wisdom’s house wondering why she chode to go back to Fierce Growlers pack instead of Bitterbite Warriors his brother's pack.

It was no less than I deserved. Chris’ P.O.V. The entire pack felt the pain of loss around us, but there was still a battle to be had. I was pinned now, I knew it was the end for me. I closed my eyes and accepted my fate. But something had changed, I felt the weight of the other wolves lift from me, I looked to see a woman, a human maybe… no. The witch! She was running towards me, probably to kill me herself, but she didn’t, instead she took the two wolves who had me down and threw them and their chief into the river. I got up, confused, I would finish her myself, but I couldn’t. She was beautiful.

I tell them. “Good,” my father says. “Jax, inform the remaining alphas to return another day—including Alpha Caleb and Luna Marcie.” Jax nods. Moments later, three large black wolves emerge from the forest. They shift behind the trees and step forward fully dressed. We exchange bows before introductions begin. Two are mated. One is younger—newly an Alpha. We talk briefly. And we wait. “For Herk?” one of them mutters. “I’ve heard he’s not the most trustworthy Alpha.”

Even if she wasn’t banished it could possibly be that we exiled someone she cared for. I had been reading nearly fourty or so minutes when Paul came in. His expression looked a bit concerned. Worried I asked him, “ What if anything could you find out?” “ I found out a few things that are a bit odd and concerning. It turns out the pack they are registering is called Ash Wood and has many supernaturals not just Werewolves. They also have many Spell-casters, Vampires and even have Hunters in their so called pack!”

Only then do I notice the briefcase one of the other three wolves is holding as he lifts it in show. I cock my brow, unamused at their little power play, and shrug. “I don’t like guessing so be frank and direct or get the fuck out.” I really didn’t like these fuckers. “Our Alpha wants to offer you a substantial amount to not fight alongside the Raven Knights pack.” The smirk on this asshole's face got bigger thinking he had already triumphed. “And if I tell you I’m not interested?” I test the waters wanting to know how desperate they are and what lengths they would go to stop me and the Renegades from going against them.