Wolfwalker Oc Novels & Stories

Wolves shifted and headed out without hesitation, pulling out keys, weapons. I watched them go and felt something cold coil beneath my ribs. They came back empty. One by one, then in pairs. Each return stripped another layer of hope from the room. No snapped branches. No blood. No disturbed earth. No lingering scent to follow. Not even a smear of panic or fear. Nothing. Lucas finally turned to me, jaw tight. “Owen’s route took him north,” he said. “Toward the old Moonstone border.” That alone was enough.

🐾 Luna Pernwél They had cut off the powersource at the base of the mountain and we had only the candlelight to guide us. My eyesight had changed because of my wolf's nature and seeing in the dark was no longer an obstacle to me. Everyone’s eyes glowed around me, adapting to the darkness. “Every pack member, go to your places!” Jake bellowed through the tent. “Non-warriors, return home and close the doors and windows.” He motioned towards the mothers and children, while the female warriors ushered them to their houses in an organised way.

It seemed Hannah and Dave were crouching down since their heads were not visible. Since I was curious as to what the house held, I walked over there. One of the windows was opened so I looked in. I nearly froze when I saw a big wolf, chained to the wall. It growled when it caught sight of me and started to try to break out of its restraints. Mesmerized, I took out my phone to take a picture of it. I had never seen a wolf that big. I had raised up my phone when it was slapped out of my wrist. It fell inside the room with the wolf.