Wolverine Smoke Novels & Stories

) Red smoke rose from the bowl and circled around Maddie and Raven, split in two, and changed color. Maddie got the purple smoke, the color of spirituality, it circled around her, slowly at first and faster and faster. She inhaled everything. Then it reappeared and disappeared back into the shell. It took her love for Raven with it. Raven got white smoke, which stood for forgetting, it circled around him like a snake. He took a deep breath and inhaled the white smoke. It took a while for it to reappear and also disappear into the fire bowl. It quenched his ability to love.

Nathaniel made it clear to me when Joshua growled louder after the green smoke expelled from his chest. With the help of the wolf with him, holding Joshua's arms, he did not manage to lash out against his wolf's aggression after getting a cut on his chest to expel the dense green smoke. Then, in a few seconds, the colour of Joshua's skin began glowing back to its normal one.

The view of the trees and drones that circled above us was getting less clear by the second. Denzel and the others started laughing. “Liquid Silver Wolfsbane…” Denzel uttered. “One of the odorless poisons, dangerous to werewolves. The moment you inhale even a tiny whiff, it shuts down your senses and nervous system.” “Don’t worry,” Xavier snickered. “It won’t kill you. It will just incapacitate you for an hour or more, depending on your wolf’s strength. I’m pretty sure by the time you recover…you’d be the loser.”

Dark figures in fitted leather, faces obscured, movements fluid and silent. Not rogues. Not even close. One of them paused, raising a small vial. A thin stream of pale vapor hissed into the air. Wolfsbane. Not raw. Refined. Weaponized. The smoke curled low, clinging to stone, seeping into cracks and under doors. It spread unnaturally fast, guided by hands that knew exactly what they were doing. Another signal. More vials. More smoke. The fortress didn’t stir. Not yet. By the time it did—

The weapon didn't hit Katherine’s physical form, it dissolved right through the smoke, but the tip had been dipped in crushed wolfsbane from the woods. The toxic dust scattered into the air, creating a sudden, bitter barrier that forced the smoke cloud to violently snap back into a physical form. Katherine stumbled, her black eyes flashing with irritation as she brushed the gray dust off her arms. "Stupid boy." Xavier didn't stop to fight her. He lunged forward, grabbing Duncan by the shoulder of his torn coat.

Purple smoke gushed out, curling and slithering into the wolves at the gate. The moment it touched them, they convulsed. Their eyes glazed, and their lips pulled back in crazed snarls. And then, with a sickening crack, they turned against us. Other wolves, realizing the danger, tried to get out of range of the smoke, but by then it was too late. They’d already breathed it in. I choked on a scream as one lunged for his own packmate, his teeth sinking deep into her neck as blood poured from the wound.

’ I tried to calm Smoke down. After several days of research, we discovered a risky but necessary solution to tame Smoke which is the use of Wolfsbane. Wolfsbane is dangerous to wolves, it is capable of weakening wolf’s sense and strength. Wolfbane is the only solution to keep Smoke subdued. Without wasting time, I began injecting small doses of wolfbane into my system. I sometimes I add it to my water and drink while Smoke became weak. Every dose of wolf’s bane in my system made him weaker and I have total control over my action.

Grey looked at me, expecting an explanation. Roam tossed the flask towards his rival who easily caught it. Wolfsbane was odorless, had barely any taste, making it an adept killer of Lycans who could smell most poisons a mile away. The younger Alpha sniffed it with a furrowed brow, then went to taste it. I knew a small taste wouldn’t harm him, and I knew my furious brute had tasted it himself in my diner to confirm his theory, but still my wolf went into protective mode.

I knew enough about wolf pregnancies to understand what that meant. Shorter than humans. Five months, give or take. One month of normalcy, maybe two, before the body began to shift inwards. Not toward the wolf, but toward protection. And after that… no shifting. No battles. No riding headlong into enemy territory. No fighting Varick. Not like this. I clenched my jaw. I can’t tell them yet. Not until I knew how to use what time I had left. The air changed as we neared the ridge. Smoke, faint but wrong - metallic, chemical. My vision sharpened unnaturally, cutting through the dark like glass. The smell wasn’t just smoke. It was gunpowder.

It blew widely, the smoke filled the place like fog. It was dark, I couldn't see how distant the fog went but I felt it filled the place. We were seated close to the lake, and the dimmed light made it easier to notice anything near, I could see Hayden clearly as a result of my adaptation to the fire. I watched as Hayden made sure the fire blew properly, roasting the meat. "It's almost done," I said, excitedly trying to touch it but he faced me. I paused raising my brow at him when turned to face me sharply.