Wolf Smash Bros Brawl Novels & Stories

His three other guys shifted into their wolves, while Heron keeps his vision on the one holding me hostage. An immediate brawl commenced which lasted less than two minutes. My breathing ramps up as I covertly cheer for the good guys to triumph. The bad guys charged and clawed at Sage and Forbes, but the powerful wolves dodge their hits while applying their own to the enemies’ bellies and ribs, tearing out the flesh. Sage trampled on the opponent's right paw, then clamped down on his jugular, breaking the bone.

She cried. “He already knows about her. The wolf that attacked Jezebel last full moon—the one Max saw her at—he belongs to Charlie.” Amelia gasped. “She would be safer in my care.” “Says the man who came here to kill her and is promising to hand her over to his murderous brother.”

someone called out. Frakas's lips curled into a cruel smile. "Capturing the rogue leader." The room erupted in laughter, and my cheeks burned with humiliation. "Might as well dig her grave now," the female warrior snickered. "Choose your weapon," Frakas instructed, gesturing to the array of blades, bows, and other weapons laid out on a large table. I approached carefully, my eyes scanning the collection. I chose what looked like the best of them to train with. A gleaming sword with a sharp edge and well crafted hilt caught my eye.

Time is wasted enough without having to add to this trivial problem. The wolf Elder Brahma growled again, this time sending command through mind to all the wolves at once to Linda. In a flash, the nine wolves and a vampire-woman were already running at inhuman speeds. The sky was completely dark as they cut through the silence of the forest. The smaller beasts quickly moved aside before the demon wolves passed them. A few minutes later Linda and the wolf group stopped the run at an opening that was wide enough. The wolf Elder Brahma roared, then growled several times and took a few steps back. The others followed.

Saliva dripped from his snarling jaws as he crouched, preparing to attack. The two wolves collided with a thunderous crash, their snarls and growls echoing through the bakery. Claws raked fur and flesh, teeth snapped with lethal intent. Ryker’s agility countered Bruce’s brute strength as they moved in a flurry of strikes and evasions. Despite the chaos, Ryker’s every move was calculated, his wolf form exhibiting both power and precision.

She didn’t smile or introduce herself, just looked down at the ground as Bailey paired everyone up. “Okay!” Bailey shouted. “We’re going to just get right into it. It’s important for you to learn your weaknesses and strengths. I’ll be going around watching you each spar. There are no rules here, much like there won’t be any when fighting against other packs. Do anything you want. Push each other. Begin!” My heart started pounding. That was it? I had never fought before! What was I supposed to do? There’s no way this little wolf could even hurt me, though.

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

The wolf sprinted swiftly towards them, baring its teeth and its eyes shining with the familiar rage of battle. Amora acted without any delays. She swiftly pulled the knife from her jacket and confronted the creature head-on. Her body shook from the impact as they collided, but she remained steady, driving the blade deep into its side. Kael stood beside her, skillfully fending off another wolf with lethal precision. Alec and Lia were both immersed in their own internal battles, showcasing their expertise honed over many years. The noises of growls and clashes filled the air as the fight descended into chaos.

My mother screamed behind, suddenly appearing in front of us and attempting to intervene, but I swung the wolf and myself in another direction. She made a sound of exasperation. I hit the beast again. Under the ribs, the jaw, the throat. But the omega was fast, slippery with its madness. Unpredictable. It opened its mouth again, and without thinking, I shoved my forearm into it as a block. The wolf bit down hard, teeth sinking into flesh, drawing so much blood, it growled in satisfaction, its wild eyes growing even wilder. I let out a sound of pain, but still, I did not back down.

"Now, the final trial is about to commence, but this time, they will duel with their wolves." The crowds cheered increased in volume. Louder than it had ever been for the previous trials. It was as though the wolf brawl had a far greater significance to them. My nerves tingled under my skin as I readied myself. 'We will win,' Nova assured me. "The rules of the Wolf Brawl are simple: the first wolf to surrender, loses."