Novel & Cerita Wolf Hierarchy Ranks

She had to be losing her mind. She looked down at the book again and carefully turned the page. "As only a few mythical creatures can claim," she read, "werewolves have been described throughout different parts of the world for centuries. In the last century, several werewolf sightings have been recorded. The werewolf legend has spread across borders, even across seas and oceans. The shapeshifter wolf has the ability to change form at any time. Aggressive energy or anger may increase the likelihood of causing an unintentional transformation, so such shifters are cautioned to practice extreme discipline and self-control. Black and white werewolves, particularly, are also able to maintain the

I asked. “You’re not just rare, Danni. You’re the kind of power that resets the board. Wolves will follow you. Enemies will hunt you. And the laws that protect everyone else? They don’t fully apply to you. You’re not part of the system… You’re what breaks it, if you choose too.” Joel explained. “White wolves are the first. They are the pure, they are not restricted to the things we are. Regardless of rank.” Luka added. “Rank?” I asked

There was a tale passed through generations, reaching the 21st Century, about a group of werewolves’ special mutation that brings out dormant abilities from a family’s genetic line. They were said to be marked and blessed by the moon goddess for they were the first of her followers. They were given the title of Legacy Wolves, keeping up their tradition and passing on their special traits through their children.

- HEAT If a she-wolf is marked yet hasn’t mated, she will go into heat which lasts around three days. - HAZE If a male-wolf is marked yet hasn’t mated, he will go into a state of hunting for she-wolves to mate. - RANKING Alphas – Pack leaders Betas – Second in command Deltas – Third in commands Warriors – Trained wolves in battle. Guards – Mainly working to protect the Alpha family and guarding pack grounds. Omegas – Low rank wolves who take care of the pack in domestic manners. - Rogues - Werewolves without a pack

Each one ended with the wolves. "What we have here is our pack of gray wolfs," I looked down quickly, searching for Alastor. When I found him sitting directly in the middle, I smiled. "That there is our Alpha wolf, his name is Alastor." Like usually, someone asked what his name meant. I didn't like that his name meant tormentor. It didn't fit him. At least not to me, maybe to others.

“Do you know the punishment for unworthiness?” “No dessert after dinner?” I ventured. The stars blazed so brightly in indignation that my eyes were haloed. “You’ll be thrown to the wolves in the Empire of the Jungles with your Charms. And do you know what they’ll do to an unworthy Wolve Winner?” My breath became ragged, and I felt dizzy. How could I forget the Hunt? “Yep, I can imagine.” “I highly doubt that you can.” The blood face broke into a horrifying grin. “In the beasts’ backwards culture, a Wolve Winner is responsible for their Alpha’s actions. Didn’t you allow your Alpha to steal another beast away from the Training Center…?”

I step back and say; "It is impossible. When I saw the first images on the wall, I thought it might be, but I wanted to confirm it first before saying anything." I look at the image again. I say; "I see what you mean. This creature doesn't stand on its two back legs as a bear does. It is the most superior of all the K9's that I have ever seen and much bigger." Suddenly it hits me what the Tribe Elder has said. That we will awaken evil that this world does not know how to fight. But how can we not search and discover this ancient site? I tell them;

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

Werewolves were actually real, and she was talking with one. "Well Violet, this is a pack of werewolves as you already know. We're all bonded together by the pack bond which makes us have a sense of family. Werewolves that don't belong to a pack are called rogues and they're really dangerous…" Violet thought back to that night in the forest with that wolf. Maybe it was rogue, or maybe it wasn't. "We've got hierarchy of authority in a pack. The omegas are the last rank in werewolf hierarchy and the ordinary werewolves. They live freely, some serve other members of the pack, and that's about it. There's warriors that defend the pack and it's territory, the gamma, which is me who's in charge of