Wolf Mutt Hunger Games Novels & Stories

His grip was firm, almost possessive as he drew me closer. "From this day forth," he began, his voice echoing powerfully through the grand hall. "Wilhelmina Growler is my Luna, the female Alpha of the Gravemaw Hounds." A chorus of cheers and howls echoed through the room, resonating with the force of our pack's loyalty.

Snow whimpered in my mind, the impact dazing us both. The rogue approached slowly, his teeth bared in a cruel smile. Get up! Snow urged, her voice cutting through the haze. I forced myself to my feet, blood matting the fur on my side. Snow growled low, her eyes locked on the rogue as he circled the pit. Suddenly, a blur of dark gray fur collided with the rogue, sending him crashing to the ground. Lucas. His massive wolf stood over the rogue, his golden eyes blazing with fury. The rogue scrambled to his feet, but Lucas was faster, his powerful jaws clamping down on the rogue’s neck. With a final, sickening crunch, the rogue went limp.

ALINA The Wolf Slayer led me to a room, not bothering to speak or even glance my way. The few times I was brave enough to look at him. I was blessed with the side of the chiseled face. The man was so handsome it should be illegal to look that good and be as evil as he was. His jaw was clenched which made me think I annoyed him for some reason. I was terrified he would notice my scent now. He wouldn’t care that he claimed me as his mate. To him, I’ll be another werewolf mutt and he will kill me.

How could fate be so cruel? A mutt. The term tasted bitter on my tongue. It was a word we used to describe those who were not born shifters. She had a decent wolf from the little I’d seen, large and appropriately dominant. Yet, she wasn’t a trueborn wolf. She was a mutt. A turned product of a rabid bite. In the old days, she would have simply been put down and I would have to be the one to oversee it. Now, she was my mate? It was impossible.

“Even with all of that wealth, all of that beauty and all of that strength, you have to fight with ‘a wolf-less mutt’ like me just to get anyone to mate you.” Her smile sours and her hands tighten into fists for a second before she catches herself. “Don’t you know Little Mutt, victory tastes so much better when it is hard-earned.” She says and takes another step closer, lowering her voice. “I will make you regret every second of your existence.” She growls in a whisper low enough that only I can hear it. “You think Alpha Kael’s little rule of no death protects you?” She sneers. “What if you accidentally die? Oops, how clumsy of me.” She mimics a low sing-song voice. “I underestimated how utt

~ELARA~ I always thought the Moon Goddess was kind, but as my fated mate looked at me with pure disgust, I realized she was a sadist. In the Eclipse pack, most wolves carry this scent of cedar, spice or something wild. Me? Nothing. I’m just a blank space. And everyone here is happy to fill that emptiness with their hate. They call me 'Scentless Mutt.' It’s the only name I’ve ever known, and they never miss a chance to shove it down my throat.

Horus flipped over gracefully and stood behind the tall, large wolf that was now on its hind legs, its front legs raised in the air. Horus's long claws, the longest I'd seen in my life, grabbed Matt's furred throat while the other dug claws deep into his spine. Matt froze, his eyes wide with terror. But when he looked at me, the terror dissipated, replaced by a sense of serenity in his gaze. I could see him expressing so much with his eyes. Horus smirked at me and pulled his claws away. Matt's blood flashed before my eyes, his neck was torn open, and his spine was sticking out of its place. A blood-curdling scream escaped my lips as I collapsed to the ground, darkness taking over me.

Marcus stared at me, his face white. "You're not human," he whispered. "You're a Mute Omega. The rarest wolf in existence." The council elders were shaking. The students were frozen. And Damon—my brother, my protector—looked at me with something I'd never seen in his eyes. Fear. "The Mute Omega hasn't been born in a thousand years," one elder said, his voice trembling. "Her voice can command Alphas. Her howl can tear packs apart. She's not just rare. She's dangerous."

Caspian's pov watching her leave with that smirk on her face got me confused and wondering how the mute transformed overnight from a meek sheep to a fierce lion."Our mate is finally standing up for herself."Rex said proudly making me annoyed with the fact that he keeps calling that mute our mate. "Not now Rex, that mute will never be my mate."I retorted making Rex growl at me."Reject her and lose me, let's see how strong of an alpha king you can be without me your alpha wolf.rex said releasing his his alpha making me bare my head in submission.