Wolfblood Rhydian Novels & Stories

The werewolf came, its feet hitting the ground mercilessly as its hands joined in its movement. It broke out from the woods, tearing off the leaves of the trees with less effort, and growling at the sight of the man. “You can't take anyone from my family.!” Mark grinned as he shifted under the bright moonlight. His bones cracked, and his skin stretched beyond its limits, tearing to become as tough as that of a wolf. He growled at the phantom, just as the phantom growled at him. Like two behemoths, they collided, and the green grasses on the ground fell victim to their battle.

They were well dressed but not uncomfortably so. The werewolf was much taller than any she-wolf Chloe had ever seen. Chloe was instantly reminded of the tales of Amazonian warriors who were regarded for their beauty, strength and combat abilities. There was nothing but muscle on this female and yet she was beautiful with her eyes and thick long hair the same colour black of espresso coffee. Bronze skin peeked out from under the black uniform she was wearing that hugged her trim figure like a second skin. Chloe could tell this she-wolf was not to be messed with and yet her luscious lips were tilted into a friendly smile that even the coldest of hearts couldn’t resist. It took a few moments to

I asked curiously and he furrowed his brow and looked perplexed at me, then his eyes widened. "How is Luna, I'm sure she is devastated by the loss of her child," he said worriedly. I heard wolf howls fill the air and my ears perked up. Rogues began yelling loudly and scrambling about. I tried to see what was going on and I saw two huge wolves. One black with white tips and the other all white and enormous wolf with glowing gold eyes. Lennex, our children are here, our two boys are all grown, I sent it to my mate and saw him lift his head to watch our boys. Mystrel sniffed the air and turned to me. A rogue vampire jumped on Remus and buried a knife to the hilt into his side and I watched Myst

And I was no longer a virgin, the very thing he was promised in return for aiding us and backing us up for the war that just passed. "Oh really? Do you really think I wouldn't find out if I wanted to?" He neared me, his fangs getting bared out of anger and the uncontrollable switching of his eye colors, from his wolf green that shone through the room like emerald and the Alpha wolf piercing through my soul right now. "I'm sorry, I really didn't know anything about it," I whimpered as I backed away. It was the only thing I could think to do, get away from this man. That was until my back hit the painted wall and I realized I was pressed between two hard places.

This attracted the attention of the rest, and they turned to face me, coming at me at once, but the Phantom wolves appeared from behind me, and they froze in their tracks, but they still had that wild look in their eyes to finish all that they came here to do. “Kill them,” I whispered. My voice shook with sadness and anger and immediately, the phantom wolves jumped into action. They lunged forward, ripping into the hunters with their sharp teeth while I stood burning them to ashes. The entire mountain was filled with chaos and screams of death. Rhys shifted mid-stride, his wolf slamming into a line of hunters with so much force. Zeke followed, claws gleaming as he tore through them, ripping

I shook my head. "There's nothing wrong with the house per se. I do have a query about it and I hope you can answer it." "I will do my best. Lay it on me." I took a deep breath and sat on the sofa. "Why is the colour scheme inside the house the same colours as Davis and Ruby?" Tyler smiled at me. "After you shifted for the first time, I heard my mother and father talking about your mark and colour." Flashback "Look dear," my mother said, pointing to Huw's wolf. Davis was a dark brown wolf and almost as large as a Beta in size. His eyes were almost completely black and had a gold full moon mark on his hip.

"You'll do exactly what I need you to." Rhydar's scream dies abruptly. His head falls back, his chest heaving. Sweat glistens on his collarbone, his eyes rolling into the back of his head. For a second, I think it's over. Then his body goes still. The light from the runes flares again. His eyes snap open. They are pitch black. His claws burst from his fingertips, a growl rumbling from his throat. Blaze. It has to be. But just before I can say anything, pain consumes me. My wolf roars to life inside me.

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

Behind me, Rhydan was still crouched beside Aurenya. One arm around her. The other shifting halfway. Protecting. Always protecting. A second Shadow Wolf rushed him. Rhydan didn’t even stand. He caught it by the throat mid-lunge and slammed it into the ground hard enough to crack bone. The thing snapped wildly. Its jaws too wide. Too many teeth. Draven moved differently. No wasted movement. No panic. Just precision. He stepped around another wolf and drove a blade into its spine with brutal accuracy. It collapsed instantly.

Rhys was used to Demon taking control immediately. Sometimes, Rhys would blackout to his wolf’s actions. That was how he’d discovered a few women dead in his bed, or those that had angered Rhys and his wolf also ended up dead. The rogue pounced towards him once more, but Rhys evaded the attack again by performing an airborne cartwheel, keeping his hands from making contact with the ground. As he somersaulted through the air, he swiftly extended his hand, slashing the wolf's throat. The wolf whimpered and immediately retreated. It was only at that moment that he observed its somewhat ragged appearance, with its ribs visibly protruding. It appeared to be a scrawny creature, possibly a young wo