Wolfoo Scream Novels & Stories

The scream that tore out made the hairs on my neck rise. But there were too many of them, so we were outnumbered. A scream tore through the night and what I saw frightened me. Another wolf came at him with a blade glinting in the moonlight. Eros caught the strike with his bare hand, twisted, and snapped the man’s wrist like a twig. His roar echoed through the trees, primal, and terrifying. He slammed his foe into the dirt, leaving nothing but a broken heap behind.

The need to hit, maim or scream is overwhelming. “FUCK!” I scream out. The voice doesn’t sound like my own. It sounds strangled and pained, an echoing of the very depths of my soul and the desolation I feel. My hands yank at my hair and my wolf lets me mourn the possibility of the loss of my dad and the only true friend I have ever known.

I could see the anger, pain, and sadness brew inside her as her eyes slowly began to turn white and her lips parted, letting out a loud, piercing scream. Everywhere instantly turned dark, and a gush of wind like never before began to blow, sending not just the rogues but everyone flying. I struggle to maintain balance as she continues to scream, and the cries of not just the wolves but also the humans could be heard with blood dripping from their ears.

Whitlock’s who seemingly shocked. His shoulders rose up and swallows several times while trying himself not to move. “You’re really pissing me off!” Yadiel’s voice thundered the whole room making all of them gasped in pure shock. Even I instantly got frightened because of his eyes whose like making fireballs. It was like as if he saw something from the past because of the scene causing him to be this mad. My entire body stiffened and waited on what will going to happen next.

She left after saying that. I walked after mom because it had been a while since she had left. Fear caused Cleo to flee. I dashed to the location after hearing my mother's screams. My mother was bloodied on the ground, a werewolf crouching by her, shredding her skin here and there. I stood there in terror and in utter shock, felt like i was paralyzed for a moment, doing nothing except watching my mother get ripped off by a werewolf. I fainted after seeing my mother in that state.

"You know me, Eleanor... I am the person who has always been by your side, watching you..." I tried to force my eyes to see through the dense fog, but all I could glimpse was a large haze, an indistinct shadow enveloping me like a dark veil. Then, the screams began. Shrill, desperate, echoing through the forest like a haunting lament. And amidst the flames dancing diabolically, emerged the image of a huge black wolf. Its eyes gleamed with sinister intensity, its sharp teeth shining in the firelight. It was the embodiment of terror, an imminent threat approaching the defenseless women who cried out for my help.

Scarlett’s POV: I turned letting another big loud scream, but my eyes widened when I saw my friends laughing so hard at me...what the hell? I couldn't stand on my feet, I was shaking still terrified, I looked at Anthony who was holding his phone, he clicked on his phone, I heard the sound of the wolf coming from his phone, the one I heard minutes ago, I was still confused, till the realization hit me.

He opened his mouth, and from the very depths of his tiny chest, he unleashed a sound that shattered the festive atmosphere of the entire town square. It was a deep, terrifying, double-toned sonic vibration. It wasn't a standard pup whine, and it wasn't a common timber-wolf bark. It was the legendary "Wolfe-style" royal growl—a unique, anatomical vocal resonance that could only be produced by the thickened vocal cords of the direct, pure-blooded heirs of the Supreme Alpha lineage. It sounded like a rolling thunderstorm mixed with the snapping of heavy iron chains.

My inner wolf howled. And just like that, my control snapped. I lunged for Chloe. She didn't move. She just smiled, a smug look on her face. Like she wanted this. My nails grew into sharp claws. I raked them across her face. "Aaargh!" Chloe screamed and fell, blood pouring from the wound. Just then, the lab door burst open. "Stop!" Liam stormed in, his eyes burning with fury. He saw Chloe on the floor, bleeding from three deep claw marks on her face. He instantly went feral.