Wolf At The Door Novels & Stories

Evelyn said, and held out her hand. The cut across her palm was fast; the sting came late and clean. Maera caught the blood with her thumb, smeared it along the iron, drew a line on Evelyn’s brow and another at her throat. “Three doors,” she said. “The wolves enter by one. We will use the other two.” “What happens if it eats me?” Evelyn asked. “Then it learns, and you are simply gone,” Maera said, tidy with the cruelty that truth earns when it has no time. “Quiet your fear. Gods have noses.”

John whispers by my ear, “No, boy. I'm not your mother. I'm not going to break you in one small action; I'm going to take my fucking time.” The door slams open with a roar, and everything in the room shakes. John throws himself off me in alarm, and I collapse to my knees, drinking in heavy gulps of air, of life. I can't stop shuddering from where he punctured me. All the hash browns I ate 20 minutes ago come spilling onto the ground. That roar pierces the air again, and I dare to turn around. A large, familiar wolf stands at the entrance; his dark fur and blue eyes almost make me feel safe.

The loud bang echoed through the hallway. But the door did not move. I kicked it again. And again. Still nothing. “Open the damn door!” I shouted. But nobody answered. My rage only grew stronger.“Bastards!” I kicked the door repeatedly. But it would not break. The door was reinforced. I stepped back breathing heavily. Then my wolf pushed forward again. Using my strength now, a dark grin spread across my face. I positioned myself in front of the door. Then I let my wolf power surge through my body.

She stood still, trying to resist the force but it overwhelmed her and forced her to the ground. "Arrrhh!" She roared as she changed into a Witch-Wolf, as huge as a bear. She jumped around with force, sniffing around her. Some men were sitting at a corner, drinking from some bottles on the floor. They were speaking gibberish as they nodded their head from left to right in rhythm to music playing from a Small stereo. "What is that thing by the corner of the road?" One of them asked with squinting eyes, pointing at a creature by the road.

***** The clearing was alive with the glow of torches and the mumurs of the pack gathering for the pre cleansing ceremony. My nerves was bubbling beneath my calm facade,I smoothed down my simple white dress nervously. Tonight is my chance to silence the whispers,to prove my worth. But as I stepped forward,my father,Beta Frank,blocked my path. His cold eyes sent a chill down my spine. “You are not going”,his voice was loud enough for nearby pack members to hear. I froze,”Father,what are you talking about?,The cleansing…. “For wolves,”,my father interrupted, his sharp voice cutting me like blade,”You have no wolf Lea,you are unworthy of this ritual”.

He was thinking about seeing her, and suddenly came out of his thoughts at the sound of the closing door. It looked like it was no ordinary door but a door of death, or maybe a trapdoor leading straight down into hell because as soon as he thought that, he felt scared - that was the first time since forever. And only the pack that wins here will come out of that door today. "You dare to enter our territory and kidnap my pack mate?" Alpha Altan growled, his eyes flashing with fury. One of the werewolves stepped forward, narrowing his eyes. "I didn't kidnap Gamma Kai," he said, raising both his hands in the air. "The girl who just left here did this." He pointed at the closed door.

Ray came out of the bathroom with a toilet wrapped around his waist showing all of his glory at the same time there was a knock at the door. That alone made every movement stop and it seems like in the dark we were all staring at each other holding their breath to see what happened, what did happen was another knock on the door, I made the decision to open the door and turn on the light in the room since I already have a good feeling that I know who was coming into the window, so I let Ray handle that. As soon as I opened the door two angry wolves walked past me and went straight for the window.

Some scrap of logic returned to me and I rushed over to help him hold the door closed, turning the latch. We both leaned against it, feeling the powerful blows from the other side, followed by the ominous growling and the scratching of claws on wood. I prayed silently that both the latch and the wood would be strong enough to hold up against its relentless assault. “What the fuck was that?” Ryder demanded, his eyes wide with shock as he braced himself against the door. I was gasping for breath, my chest heaving and my legs trembling from the exertion. “I don’t know… a wolf… my wolf… I don’t know…” I replied breathlessly, my voice shaky and raw.

I waited for a while hoping she was there, when nobody answered I hung my head, I started to leave when the door flew open. “I swear to the Goddess, Imani if you knock on this door one…” she wolf said as she opened the door. “who the hell are you?” she asks with her hands on her hips. Ignoring her, I brushed past her into the room. The scent is all over this room. “Who do you think you are barging in here. I swear I will kick your ass” she threatened barring her teeth at me. The loudest growl I heard the wolf make made me turn in her direction, her eyes pinned to the wolf that opened the door.

I shout and soon my warriors are in front of me. "Attack the wolf!" I yell as the white wolf breaks down the door. One by one the warriors shift and attack the beast. I run up the stairs and hide in my office. I hear the screams of the pack members and of things breaking and being thrown around. After a few minutes, the commotion becomes silence. I slowly walk out from behind my desk and stare at my door. Before I could even do anything, the door flies of its hunches and breaks into splitters. The white wolf stands in the door frame, its once white coat, red and black with blood of my pack members. It slowly moves to me and I move backwards. Its ice cold blue eyes watching my every move.