Wolf In The Hen House の小説・ストーリー

"Thank you." After the group of four took the journey last night, they kept on moving to avoid the wolves. However, strangely none of those wolves actually approach them, even if their howls sounded quite near, no wolf came. It puzzled the three, but they didn't waste the time to dawdle and seek for the reason. Asteria crouched down and helped Annie to cut the flesh of animals from the spoils of hunting into smaller sizes while also getting rid of the bones. Uncle Han also joined the two to cut down the meat while the other two men brought water to wash some of them. As he looked over at Asteria, he was surprised. "You are quite good at cutting down the meat, eh?"

Just like a male-wolf feels the pull to protect their mate, a she-wolfs instincts are to obey. ‘I agree that it’s strange that she’s resisting her wolf but like you said it’s not necessary unheard of. I just don’t know why this was her hill to die on. Her wolf might not even allow her to shift while giving her the silent treatment. I was only telling her the truth for Goddess’s sake!” Echo said, ‘That’s not what’s so weird about this situation. Did you notice her eyes when she was telling us off?’ I thought for a moment before telling him no mentally.

1 person has been really nice to me and 3 really big things have happened. The first is: I flew to London, to a werewolf clan where I discovered that the animal inside me is actually a wolf. An omega wolf. The second is: I'm living with my father and my aunt. Two people I never knew existed until recently. And the third: I met the most perfect alpha in the world and I'm deeply in love with him.

The same way I handled the second, I struck at the first and was left with the third. The she-wolf had eyes that burned with fury. My hands were tired already but there was no way out. She’d blocked the door with her body. She dove at me, claws outstretched and body filled with killing intent. I ducked, putting a lot of distance between us. She growled, irritated as she lunged again. I ducked once again and I saw she had left the door, I made a quick escape out of the house.

Alpha Kayden - POV The autopsy report Harris brought in arrived late, and I read through it in the library while he called someone to fix the shattered window. The findings were disturbing: Raven was indeed a werewolf, but her heart contained a dark core—an intensity unlike anything we’d seen before. It was similar to the aura we found in the abandoned Night Angel pack building, yet this one was stronger, darker. The report went on to say that Raven’s transformation began in childhood, fueled by an herb called Henbane, a plant that only grows in the desolate lands. Henbane, they said, hadn’t been active for decades, not since Raven was imprisoned. I set the report aside, my thoughts swirling

Halle was so insecure about it to the extent that she wanted me to believe that she was seeing someone else instead of letting me know about her secret. But she had no idea that I needed to know that because it wasn’t just about her — it was about both of us. If she didn’t have her wolf, then every risk she took, every enemy that came after her, was ten times deadlier. I promised to always protect her and I wouldn’t be able to keep that promise if she continues keeping things away from me. “Does Chloe have a wolf?” She nodded silently. So if her twin sister had discovered her wolf, why didn’t Halle discover hers yet? It didn’t make sense.

“You could end it, you know. Pick a winner. Let them live.” I snort. If only it were that easy. “Find me one who can last past the third sunrise, and maybe I’ll consider it.” Her presence flickers in front of me, like a whisp of smoke. “You’ve gone soft. I can smell it on you.” “Must be your imagination. The only thing soft here is the ground after the corpses hit it.” She chuckles and fades, leaving the back of my skull blessedly empty. I straighten, scanning the new arrivals. A witch crying into her hands. Two wolves are already posturing for dominance. A human, brave or stupid, probably both, trying to look like she belongs. Typical.

Should have made me pull away. Instead, my wolf purred. Outside, a branch snapped. We both froze. Someone was still here. Someone was watching.

Arystyn and Alex had been searching for the perfect house for months, trying to find something that would accommodate their unique needs as werewolves. They wanted plenty of space to run and play in their wolf forms, but also a cozy home where they could raise their coming baby. Finally, they found a beautiful farmhouse in the countryside that seemed perfect. It had a large backyard surrounded by woods, several bedrooms for their growing family, and even a barn that they could convert into a den for their wolf pack.

Wolf stepped over with a frown. This was because the house was dark. It was only eight o'clock, very far from bedtime. He was used to dark houses, but something should have changed. There were other living, breathing creatures inhabiting his house. The darkness made him wonder. Wolf proceeded to the light source coming from his bedroom. Only that room produced signs of life. Leaking the location of where Zoe was. Wolf opened the door without asking or knocking, only to find that a local storm had passed through his room. His house was always neat. Nothing was misplaced or crumpled. The sight of the blankets and bed covers on the floor amazed him.