Wolf In The Hen House Novels & Stories

I heard and felt the cracking of my bones before I landed on the ground on four paws. My wolf hummed in approval at the fact that we were getting to shake out our fur again. She pushed forwards, keeping up with the Alpha male that ran in front of us. Henry's wolf was a grey wolf. His fur was thin and patchy, parts of his fur missing from the battles that he had fought in his lifetime. His wolf was huge, and he easily was bigger than mine. Although, he was kind of scrawny for an Alpha. He looked skinny, almost as if his wolf was hungry. But I tore my eyes away from him as I felt a nip at my feet. I look back, earning a sheepish grin from Kade who was now running alongside me.

she said silently, waiting for the wolf to come at her. The wolf snarled aggressively, scratching the ground with one paw while staring at Hannah with a menace in its eyes. It launched a final attack and as it ran at Hannah, she waited patiently, tactically watching it as it came and when it got close and pounced at her, she swerved aside, caught the wolf in mid-air and slammed it to the ground. Before it could try to get back up, Hannah ran her knife into the side of its neck but the wolf was still fighting to survive. She stabbed its neck several times, getting splashed and covered in its blood until the animal finally stopped moving.

He needed a distraction, something to break the Shadowfang's concentration. With a sudden burst of inspiration, Henry let out a deafening howl, summoning his pack to his side. The sound pierced the night, and his loyal wolves emerged from the shadows, their eyes blazing with determination. The Shadowfang's attention wavered for just a moment, and in that instant, Henry lunged forward, grabbing Yennifer and pulling her away from the creature's grasp. She resisted, her eyes flickering with confusion and fear. "Henry?" she whispered, her voice tinged with uncertainty.

Roman swallowed as he dropped another bombshell on her, she immediately turned to face him swiftly “Hen-Henry is a gentic werewolf?” “Actually we were made in the same lab and we both escaped but somehow he made it into a real pack of alphas that have grudges against Bernard and black hills” Roman explained further “That explains why he was missing and won’t go home, wait Henry is experiment 12?” her eyes widened and Lucas nodded positively She first scoffed before busting into chuckles, “That’s explains it, that explains everything! I can’t even believe this” she continued laughing as she ran her hands in her hair

The civilians who had stayed and bunkered down in their homes were now waking to the sounds of battle. Henrik had identified the leader of the pack and was keeping a watchful eye on them as the rest of his army tore through the opposition. He felt pride watching the standard of the former Green Plains warriors, in particular the majestic jet black wolf of Wei, as it attacked and tossed aside rival wolves like a domestic dog with a chew toy. With the enemy now severely decimated, Henrik took his chance to make a move on the leader and mind-linked Kasper to join him. He wanted to capture the wolf, not kill it. They needed to know who this pack was and what they wanted.

He grunted and whimpered, but remained where he was, on top of the child. “Where’s the baby?” the General asked firmly, but the wolf didn’t answer. He probably couldn’t even see straight. With three rounds of aconite coursing through his blood, I imagine reality is feeling a lot like hell right now. Hank stepped forward and went to kick the beast again, but the animal was too fast and clamped his jaws around Hank’s ankle. Hank screamed and fell back, all while his ankle remained locked between the wolf’s sharp teeth. The General stepped forward and pulled his gun from his hip. He aimed it at the leg of the beast and fired. The wolf let go of Hank’s foot and howled in pain. The other hunters

she says in a low, menacing tone. The wolves shift in unison, their human forms blurring and elongating into their lupine counterparts. As one, they charge at Hen, who doesn’t even flinch. With a lazy flick of her fingers, she sends the wolf flanking her right, crashing into the packhouse wall. I flinch at the sickening crunch of bones and the pitiful whimper that follows. “I think I should do this more often,” Hen purrs, a wicked smile playing across her crimson lips. She gestures again, and two more wolves slam together with brutal force before crumpling to the ground.

There were small cottages at the sides and few market tents that sold authentic West Mountains’ indigenous carved jewelries and weaved clothing. Werewolf pups are freely running around while their mothers in human form follow them from behind and smile at him. Entering the backdoor at a black with red accented building and passed through the kitchen glass walls. Luke hears what his co-workers said on the other side. “Snow white has arrived, everyone!” “Really? Wait?! Where is he?!” “Can I go out and touch his fur then come back again?” “No! You’ll bring fur inside the kitchen. Do it later. After the service.”

He was more chiseled in his features; his eyes lacking the joy of the child in the previous ones. “A week after the accident, Henry and I had a stranger show up on our door. A young wolf with no pack, sick, hungry, and asking us for a place to stay the night. We were still heartbroken about our baby, so my mate let him sleep in the barn for the night as long as he promised to do odd jobs here and there for us. When we asked his name, he simply said Jon, making our hearts break all over again.”

Dirty's eyes were wide, he didn't say anything. "Did my wolf's fantasy shock you?" I asked, cocking my head to the side. My wolf was prancing around, thrilled at having me tell Dirty what she wanted to do. "Yes. You're bloodthirsty and your wolf is vicious. I've never heard of a female wolf being like that." "Be glad those bars are protecting you." I growled and turned to leave. I had confronted the rogues. All of them from the cabin were in custody. I think I will sleep easier knowing they are all in the jail. 'I feel better too.' my wolf said.