Wolf Mutt Hunger Games Novels & Stories

The wolf jumped again towards the Cursed until they were slammed into a tree. Hugo's breath jolted out, his gaze turned angry. Aryadi grunted in front of his enemy's face while sticking his claws into the man's chest. Hugo shouted out once. His body trembled for a moment before yawning and quickly turning into a wolf in red fur. Aryadi the black wolf gave a startled voice. Hugo took advantage of that split second by throwing the wolf Aryadi's body. Aryadi was thrown several fathoms while Hugo stood tall in his form as a wolf proudly.

(Dianne’s POV) “N—No… No… Please! Spare me! Plea—acckkkk!!!” I watched as my puppets torture and tear apart the captured stubborn warrior wolf from Migumi's team until his body is completely destroyed. The poor creature's agonizing howls echoed through the forest, a lullaby to my ears. His blood slowly spreads to the ground, the soil absorbing him dry. He’s still screaming despite the continuous tearing of his skin from his bones.

I snarled in anger as my mom blocked Claire and doc stood in front of them protecting both. "move, a rogue ordered, move or die",Scar growls as my eyes flash golden. Time to kill. "you have no idea who your fucking with",my claws extend and my canines elongate. The rogue leaps at me and I punch him send them flying back out through the door he just burst into. More came pouring in and Claire was whimpering and crying afraid for me and my mother while she protected our pup. I quickly mind linked my dad.

It wasn't much, but it was enough for now. A persistent wave of a hand captured my attention. I got a big smile from Milo, the Bolivian wolf who wanted to die after the Worgens killed his son. His mate also died in the rogue attack on Dark Wolverson. Milo pointed down at a brunette she-wolf and happily tapped his heart. He mouthed, “Mate.” I smiled with him and waved back, then he pulled her in for a kiss.

His wolf growled out, his black eyes turning gold, a sign of his wolf emerging from its slumber, only for his sister’s own black eyes to turn copper, challenging his with a small snarl. Being born from a powerful alpha like their father, as well as a strong-willed and outspoken woman as a mother, all three Knox siblings were born as an alpha and to say the least, it had led to an interesting family dinner, one of which is far more than enough to give their parents a headache for a lifetime.

Until Penny was back, that wasn’t going away. Towards the end of the fight, our men had a line of mutant wolves wounded on the ground. I wasn’t having it. There was so much blood on the grass that it oozed between his paws as he stalked towards his pray. The warriors tried talking to my wolf but after one look from him, they shut up and moved out of my way.

I cried desperately. But he was no longer responding. The transformation became violent. Unnatural. The walls cracked wider as power burst wildly through the room. Silver light wrapped around his body completely while bones snapped loudly beneath his skin. Then finally— Silence. My breathing stopped completely. Standing before me was a wolf. Huge. Massive enough that no one would ever believe it belonged to a ten year old child. Its silver-black fur glowed faintly beneath the blood moon pouring through the shattered windows. The creature towered over everything in the room.

The heat of the sun hung heavy in the air, but it was the biting sting of the sand against her skin that kept Sena awake. Each shift in the wind seemed to carry whispers of pain and regret, carried on the backs of the cursed Mute Wolves, who could neither speak nor shift fully. She was one of them—one of the cursed, chained to the barren Scarlet Sand Wasteland, working endlessly for those who ruled over her kind with indifference.

“Just tell us. Was he good?” “He’s—he’s not—” I stammered, I was so angry I could taste copper. “He’s not good! He’s a monster!” Zane slowly turned his head to Rhys, a slow, triumphant grin creeping back onto his face. “See? ‘He’s not good.’ She’s rating him, Rhys. Which means she knows exactly how he tastes.” “That is NOT what I—Don’t you dare try to spin my words!” “What words, Muteblood?” Rhys scoffed, “You don’t exactly have a reputation to protect. You’re a wolfless stray. Frankly, the dairy cows are more useful to this pack than you’ll ever be. At least they produce milk.”

His blade glinted from the moonlight, and I gulped inaudibly. “Vampires hunt wolves. Wolves hunt vampires. That’s how it’s always been. That’s the balance. But then suddenly, out of nowhere, a little omega mutt is ruining everything,” he spat with disgust in his voice. “Imagine a mutt living in the den of vampires for days, and she's being treated like royalty.” Jade snorted. ‘In case he forgot, you were bitten and poisoned by vampire venom. How is that royal treatment?’ I clenched my jaw, staying quiet while silently telling Jade to shut up and think instead.