Wolf Treasure Novels & Stories

But the thing that alarmed Ash the most was his conclusion from this entire riddle. There is a mole in the White Wolf's Clan. His hands were shaking as he minimised the image of the tomb and maximised his program. His Spider Crawl was a system he programmed years ago that would gather him some sensitive information that couldn't be gathered anywhere. Even bridging the CIA's information database. Of course, he kept it hidden from the authority and kept it as his personal property as he didn't want to cause commotion through his program. The program blinked a notification showing that his crawling was complete. He clicked OK and then the report displayed.

“I know what you are” The voice rings like an alarm in my ears. I know that voice… but it can’t be. Fear pumps my heart to dangerous speeds as realization hits, and I run over to my phone, scrolling through recent calls. I almost don’t believe the name on my screen. But who else could it be? It’s her. It’s Tara. Tara was the wolf who saw me. She’s the one who called me last night and confirmed she knows I’m a black wolf—the prophecy. She’s the only one, besides her grandmother, who knows what that means. I don’t even know what it fully means.

I peeped through a small opening and studied them carefully and realized they were ordinary wolves, making me question if the werewolves from the stories were truly different as described. I quietly stood up and kept moving, managing to slip past them and eventually reached a small roadside village. I deeply inhaled a warm breath of the soft air of the night and kept my head low, moving quietly and overheard merchants and travelers discussing shocking news. “Word has spread that a mysterious treasure known as the Moonborn Omega has appeared after eighteen years.” One of them said and my heart sank. My breath hitched in my throat as I struggled to keep moving, not knowing where I was really g

Then he came padding over to her, leaving Lucia’s wolf behind on the shore. “Hello,” the black wolf said, bowing down onto his front legs. “I am Torrent. I am Storm’s wolf.” Storm’s wolf? Of course! That made perfect sense. Well, sort of. I did explain why there was an unfamiliar wolf on the island, and why both Zara and I felt some sort of familiarity. I’d never seen Storm’s wolf before, so it also explained why I didn’t recognize him. “I am Zara,” she said. “You are Eden’s wolf,” Torrent said. Zara nodded. “You are very beautiful. I’ve never seen a white wolf before.”

All of those things were more than enough to handle it with care. I'd managed to get three things off the list, and deep down I knew it wasn't enough. For the crushed moonstone, Hazel had a friend for that, and she would have it delivered in no time. The candles were simple enough. In fact, they were in the last drawer in my wardrobe and the silver bowl? It was still stuck in customs. Apparently, engraving it with an open eye was suspicious as hell. For wolfsbane, it was as good as impossible. Hazel said it was banned for a reason and that even she didn't mess with it unless she had a reason to do so.

The Dragon in the tattoo had a small pearl between its fangs and that pearl was none other than the powerful ‘Ninja Dragon Stone’ which could trigger wars just to possess it for its immense power. Hence, it was no wonder that only Zoe, her Beta- Draven and Samantha were the only ones who knew about it. However, when little Samantha was trudging her way through the dangerous forest on the 20th day, ever since she was left here as a part of an examination, her Alpha ears caught the faint sound of a cry and for some reason that triggered her wolf to get overly active. Scratch that. Her she wolf was frantic all of a sudden and urged her human to hurry up towards the opposite direction from which

My heart dropped. “You see,” the demon continued, “treasures always demand a price.” Her voice drifted like smoke. “If you want the truth, go to the Stormspire Mountain. Every answer you seek waits there.” The doors burst open as the werewolf elders stormed in. Outside, strange, soft-bodied creatures were fighting the police—boneless, writhing, crawling across the garden like massive larvae. I stared at them in horror. The worms. “Oh,” Thalmyr giggled. “You’ve found my little gift. Do you like it?”

Trinity got alerted and took out her magical wand to avoid any dangers. Suddenly Oz started whining as if he was saying Trinity to go from here . When Trinity followed his line of sight, she gasped spotting a big black wolf who was all ready to march on them . Before she could understand anything , the wolf marched over her making her unknowingly raise her magical wand which had the pearl embedded in it that was gifted to her by her grandpa at her 18th birthday few months ago.

She said a fire spell and the torches affixed to the wall got lit up by flames, they walked down the tunnels that led into the tombs where the treasures of the wolves were concealed. “Who knows what happened to all the werewolves?” Amadeus asked. “How do you expect me to know? Perhaps, they abandoned this place.” Hayley answered. “Oh, that's right.” “You are a pain in the butt.” Hayley replied. “It doesn't change the fact that I find you enthralling.” Amadeus told her. They finally arrived at a dead end, it was cave-like. They saw numerous glossy treasures, golds, silver, crowns, and swords.

AWWWUUUUUUUUU AWWWUUUUUUUUU "Hey, there are way too many of them! It’ll be a hassle if they scatter, so… Can you gather them all in one place?” the white tiger asked the black turtle. “Sure, launch the final attack and don’t drag this out! The Emperor seems to be done over there, so we can’t stay here too long,” replied the black turtle, a suggestion the white tiger agreed to without protest. The black turtle ascended higher into the sky until it reached a sufficient altitude.