Wolfwood X Vash Novels & Stories

the vassal said as he flew down. The vassal landed on Xurden’s front a few inches away, stepping a foot on his face. He was about to kick Xurden when balls of black and white fire came out of nowhere, coming towards them. The balls of fire mixed with each other before hitting the vassal’s side, creating an explosion and thick smoke. Because of this, the vassal jumped back again to avoid any attacks that would happen. As the wind blew, the thick smoke faded away where the two foxes appeared. They both had furs as white as the snow. The only difference the two creatures possessed was the fox on the right had a scar on his right eye.

The agents and the wolves were getting along, they are not afraid of each other since they are from one clan, they are all family. "I wish it will remain like this." Ashleigh muttered while looking at the people, at their people. She sighed and sipped her wine before looking at the people beside her. They are currently on one side, observing the people inside. "I, too, agree with you. But we can't deny the fact that this time won't be long and we will face the consequences of being at a legal age. However, I can't feel my wolf yet, you two?" Vanessa asked Ivory and Ashleigh when she remembered something. Ashleigh looked at her quickly and shook her head. But when they glance at Ivory she was

Before the blow could fall, the heavy bronze doors of the council chamber were violently thrown open from the outside. I spun around, expecting the rest of Sharon’s vanguard, my hands already gathering the golden light for another strike. But it wasn't the Western Crags mercenaries who entered. Standing in the doorway was a massive, gray-furred wolf, its shoulders broader than any rogue I had ever seen, its face covered in a lattice of fresh, bleeding claw marks. Silas Vane’s second-in-command is a brutal beta rogue named Jax. And in his jaws, he was dragging the limp, unconscious body of Marta.

PEONY CRIMSON’S POV "Now, now, no need to stick out your lovely sharp talons." A tawny wolf strode forward. At about three feet tall, it was slightly taller than Emily. Its eyes flashed a cunning gaze as it scanned us thoroughly. "Back off!" Emily snarled, baring her teeth. Muzzle dripped with blood and she didn't bother to spit it out. "I'm Vukas, she's Erica, and the others are my crew." The rogue introduced, turning a deaf ear to Emily's harsh response.

When the second dead body dropped, the once excited crowd was thrown into pandemonium. Before the situation could be explained, the Mascals ran into the hall to attack the guests. The king quickly shifted, and became a very large wolf with white fur. His wolf had a very intimidating stature with equally angry eyes. That was the structure of Vanshants in their wolf form. In the speed of lightning, he sprinted towards the Mascals. In the next ten seconds, the dead bodies of five Mascals were laying in the ground, bleeding to death. He killed each if them in two seconds. That showed the speed, strength and anger of a Vanshant Alpha.

"I think it does; she is being shared by you and the other dude." "She is free with me." Ashford quoted. "She had come so close to me; you told me she stepped back when Adrian tried to get close to her, but she didn’t to me." "Werewolves can be different towards vampires. "Neon said. "Maybe she is scared of you." Ashford ignored his words. "The flowers, please." ****** ******

He pounced on nothing while I hit back with wind, fire, or rain, only to reemerge at an advantage. Jax was taking a beating, whereas I remained untouched until my fun became prideful. Ghost sent me a warning, but it was too late. Jax clamped his jaws around my neck. Before he could bite down, my body electrified, and he flew off of me. He staggered and bowed his head in defeat. His flight to close to death ended our match. Spectators lined the edges of the lawn, all in awe of witnessing the white wolf. This was the rally a cause needed. I saw that now. We were united in our belief that we were right. A symbol was more powerful than words.

However, Ashley had a grim expression on her face and Vanessa was only staring at her with her stone-cold eyes which made Hayley really scared. She then looked Jayden, and once she saw him, she felt a little better but then she saw that he was not looking that good, he looked rather tense and was clenching his fist. Hayley knew that something was up, she went near him and stood beside him on the sofa. After a few seconds Vanessa finally spoke, “my pack, was attacked.” No one said a word, as she continued, “my people have died, the pack that my parents loved and cherished and the pack that Vivian cherished, was nearly destroyed.”

Out of fury, Elijah shakes the wolves throat in his mouth, effortlessly killing the ruthless wolf and bringing the fight to a halt. I rush to Ash as he lies there, wincing each time he moves as his body is painted in fresh wounds. When his eyes land on me he reaches his hand out and brushes my fur, tears beginning to well in his eyes and I feel my heart drop. My poor brother, how could this have happened? “It- It can’t be. I -I saw you die. Willow… is that really you? It smells like you…” he whimpers, his lip quivering similar to my own.

If so, I feared that Ash might have underestimated the strength of the Mystic Shades Pack… Ten or more wolves rushed forward at once. Ash extended his claws and spread his arms. With a roar that resonated through the ground, he lunged at those who ran at him cutting them in half or sending them flying like they were nothing but rag dolls. I observed the scene in awe and horror while Ash methodically decreased the Mystic Shades Pack's numbers. On Baltazar's signal, his sons lurched at Ash. One of them landed a hard hit aimed at Ash's jaw, and another made a long cut across his stomach. "No!" I screamed, seeing Ash stumble back to regain his footing.