Novel & Cerita Wolfs Dungeon

The three powerful werewolves slammed against the door together. CRACK! The silver door finally gave way, crashing to the floor. A wave of the putrid, overwhelming stench rolled out. "Freya!" Caleb yelled into the darkness of the dungeon. "What the hell are you—" His voice died in his throat. And then they saw it. Lying in the oppressive gloom of the dungeon… was the body of a wolf.

The dungeon is cold. The silver chain rattles with every violent movement of the wolf. He growls, barks and snaps his teeth like a beast that's possessed, its eyes wild and foam collecting at the corner of his mouth while the smell of blood fills the room from its bleeding leg that isn't healing. Alpha Dagon stands at the center, his arms held behind him as he watches the creature struggle. “More of them lately,” he begins, his voice deep and his eyes fixed solely on the mad wolf. “It used to be one of two a year, now we've seen five in three weeks. They are gaining in numbers more than rogues,”

I gave him a scornful look but he still guided me to the stairs and out of the metal door where I startlingly saw Phillius who is already waiting for me to get out of the dungeon. The door of the dungeon is in the middle of the garden like a secret passage which automatically opens when I press a button on the side of it. It cannot be seen clearly by humans because the metal door is covered with artificial grass that hides it from plain sight. But for the werewolves, this dungeon is not a secret to any of them because I am sure they clearly smell the awful stink down of it and I wonder how many Faes Phillius had captured to torture down that horrible place.

Leon and Arva enter a dungeon that only certain werewolves can enter. Dafa was sitting alone, waiting for Alpha to arrive and praying that there would be no problems, when Orlan met and talked to his mate, princess Noura. "Alpha isn't home yet?" Arva's eyes traveled to the basement. This room is a library that contains books left by the werewolf clan ancestors. This room is under Alpha's workspace. Very confidential. Even only certain werewolves knew where this dungeon was. "Not yet," said Dafa without turning his head. He was still busy reading the book in his hand while his free hand picked up the french fries on the table.

We all nodded, in understanding. The situation was dire and we were lacking. But we were only starting, with the help of strong allies I was sure that we could overcome this threat. Daisy spoke up, her expression resolute. "Grace, I believe it would be wise for us to visit Reynold in the dungeon. There might be some information we can gather from him." I considered her proposal and nodded in agreement. "You're right, Daisy. Let's go and see what he has to say." We left my office and made our way to the dungeon, a place designed to contain the most dangerous of our kind. The cells holding the imprisoned werewolves were built with reinforced concrete walls injected with wolfsbane and nightshad

Richard That swindler has been locked up in a building at the heart of a dark forest. The forest serves as a boundary between my pack and the neighboring pack. The building is an ancient, beat down construction that has been abandoned for years. Seeing as it was of no use, I renovated it and turned it into my dungeon. This is where I imprison everyone who offends me. The dungeon is where I make their lives a living hell. I arrive at the building as a wolf. My wolf is the biggest in the werewolf kingdom, so everyone cowers in fear whenever I’m in my wolf form. As I prance towards the building, my warriors line up at the entrance, cowering in fear.

, the giant remarked as Alex approached him. “it couldn’t have been faster than I ”, Alex boasted, as he hoped he didn’t suspect the difference in the scents. The new captive was a true rogue unlike the previous rogue lying in his car trunk. Alex handed the rogue over as they arrived at the dungeon. There was a raucous growling of wolves as they entered the deeper chamber. Unlike the former with compartments for each prisoner, it was a large room of violent werewolves with dried blood and decayed bones all over the floor. It was as though they were allowed to eat up themselves till nothing of them is left.

He was about to jump to eat me when I close my eyes and wait for my death sentence. A second ago when I don’t feel anything and I slowly open my eyes. I was just surprised that there was another wolf but he looked different than him. He fights with his fellow wolf. He has white fur all over his body, a little bigger than a black wolf, he has blue eyes but he also has sharp nails and fangs. The black wolf hit the white wolf with his talons that’s why the white wolf moves backward.

Why did I trust this man? Reniuexo was right. I shouldn't trust anyone. If I only listened to him... "Please.. Let me go." "Shut up!" He kicked the stool infront of him and it landed on the wall. It was crushed. Oh my gosh. He's crazy. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried myself to stay calm. I focused on my sorrounding and that's when I heard it. Someone's coming. Not just one but there are others. Five men etered this filthy room. They are all bulky. And when I saw their eyes I had figured it out that are also werewolves.

I heard Bazaar. I then know what the dark smoke was. It was wolfbane the substance they discovered to kill and weaken a wolf. The wolfsbane was now causing me difficulty breathing. My eyes run water and my vision became blurry still I didn't close my eyes. My eyes remained half-opened until I saw the dark dust that surrounded us slowly disappeared. When it did everyone within the wall was lying on the floor still and scared. It was not easy seeing them since my vision was still a bit blurry, but there was one image I could see clearly, and that was a white large werewolf that appears to be a she-wolf lying on the ground with a knife in its heart, covered in bright red blood. Bazaar walked ov