Wolfwalkers Oc Novels & Stories

The Direwolf tore free and bolted south, bleeding. Jake keyed his mic. “Okay. Looks like Draxus is out of the question. You’ve got your window.” OPERA HOUSE FORECOURT “Now!” Brooke said. Gabe moved with the count. Ellie cut another joint on a werewolf as it came too close for comfort. Jane broke a forming circle, ready on her next target as the werewolf circled her. Scott held his ground, Demonslayer at the ready. The wolves shifted their grouping pattern and watched as their Queen moved toward the ragtag team.

Mary had turned the lights off and crept toward the balcony, peeking around the doors. Olivia followed, walking quietly toward the doors beyond. "Do you think we're going to get more wolves tomorrow?" Zac's voice softly filtered through the room. "More than last night, that's for sure. I heard we only off-ed a few of those fuckers. I could have sworn more went down," Rocco's voice rang out. Olivia's eyes went wide.

His eyes were cold. Why wasn’t he happy? Even though my heart was pounding in my chest, I managed to stay calm as I walked up to meet him. When we reached the altar, my father handed me over to Kai. Surprisingly, his lips curled into a small smile. I let out a relieved sigh I had no idea I had been holding. Nothing was wrong. I was just overthinking. The officiant began the ritual. After a series of ceremonies, his voice echoed through the crowd. “Kai Alexander of the Duskmoon pack, do you take Halle Wilder as your mate and Luna?”

The armies kept trying and when they were not able to make a scratch at the two beasts, they decided to retreat, but they could not as Iron was already alive, and he was standing by the road, where stood as the only road they were supposed to pass, he stood and forceful pulled out the last arrow by his chest, and just as said by the priest, the arrow wounded his heart, and that turned around and made him love violent always. He was more than a werewolf his eyes were blazing like fire, the little girl now a dragon, had wing, she must have been a dragon before, and many that went toward the exit were burnt by the fire, the warriors tried all they could, but their strength was not enough, and j

The walk was doing great in clearing my mind so I decided to continue, telling myself to stay on the path so as to avoid an incident like the one that had occurred to Zach and i. I had taken a few steps away when I heard a deep growl. I stopped walking to listen clearly. It was coming from the direction of the house. Against my better judgement, I decided to walk towards the house. Maybe there was another wolf trapped there like the one at the mayor’s house. Maybe that was the town’s secret. They genetically mutated animals so they could use them to attack foreigners and tourists. Were these animals the ones that had killed people? Was everyone in on the conspiracy except those from the outs

Ewww! The moment I stepped back into my room, I felt so drowsy. Quickly I did a light skincare routine and wore a pink nightdress before tucking myself under the purple covers. “My life is perfect…” I whispered before darkness slowly enveloped my world. Then it happened again! Crawling along the grass, I could barely see any form of light or human around but something was missing. I felt it strongly in my bones that I needed to save someone! I called out a few times for help but no one came! As always no one cared about the wolfless omega!

Ten years had passed since the day the fire fell like the wrath of gods on the quiet village of Wolfsong, but the memories still seared through Nia’s mind as though they had been born just yesterday. She had been a child, barely ten, clinging to the smell of pine and the sound of her parents' voices, safe in the isolation of the borderlands. But the world outside had come crashing in with banners of iron and flame.

OAKLEY It's dark. There are trees all around and the moon is shining bright. Something feels off but I cannot place what it is. I can hear a creek in the distance. I don't know where I am or how I got here. I start walking towards the creek when I hear the snapping of twigs and some leaves rustling behind me. I spin around and see yellow eyes in the shadows. Out walks a massive black wolf. I don't know if he is friendly or not and I am not about to take my chances. I turn and run as fast as I can. I have no idea where I am going but I don't plan on stopping. All I can do is hope that I don't run into anyone else that might cause me harm. I can hear him behind me. He sounds like he is gaining

Owen screeched on top of his lungs in his mind, "You guys rot in hell for blaspheming Lucas, the Lucas, the most powerful Lycan that the coming generations would ever see!" Not caring to pass on the cue to stop, Owen simply walked toward the flight of stairs. With his stomping feet that were capable of breaking the wooden steps, he descended heavily. His mind had just one thing going on in his mind, "I don't f*cking want to be a part of such a celebration that has wicked Lycans like them!" Passing an infuriating glance that was overshadowed by his cold gaze, Owen glanced at them for the last time before taking the final step that would lead him off the stage.

They converged on the steps, leading up to the asylum. Rachel, Anita, Mrs Morris and the golden wolf. Galen had already shifted. They'd agreed he would be in his wolf form, in case of an attack. Anita stood with a canister of kerosene and a box of matches. If push came to shove, she would be the one to light the fire. "It feels strange,"Rachel said, "knowing this will soon be over. Not that I'm complaining!"