Wolves Behind Bars Novels & Stories

But there was a rustle of leaves behind them. My eyes twitched towards the treeline. Several wolves snarled behind them. Advanced slowly, snouts to the ground. I smiled at Eugene. Those weren’t our men. Those were Lover’s Quarrel wolves. Just in front of the pack stood a burly woman. Her hair was pulled back but clearly greying. Her skin was worn with wrinkles from years spent laughing. Her eyes went straight to Eugene. “I think someone might have different plans than you, Eugene.” Ozias mused, crossing his arms across his chest. The Alpha’s head turned around. He noticed the woman behind him. Noticed the wolves closing in. From behind us, our men caught up fully. Guns pointed at the Alpha.

The night was dark and cold in Banglador, but it was colder and darker in Malkouth. It was nearing dawn by the time that the wolves had finished their hunting expedition and returned to their dens. There was a time when the pack had all come to rest together after a night's activities, but Balthazar had put an end to that when the wolves had begun to turn against their own kind.

There were six people, two men and four wolves and they were ready to take us on. Xander growled, his fur glistening under the faint moonlight. I bit down hard on the wolf latched onto me. I swung with all my might to dislodge the wolf from me. In the corner, Xander was rolling around with three wolves on him. I didn’t have time to watch him as the two men came at me with chains in their hands. They had come for me and were quick to rush at me. “Be a good girl and stay still.” One of them said, showing me a gun. Every limb in my body froze at the sight. The men took that opportunity to approach me.

Too quiet. Rosa, Dickson, Lycan, and I walked side by side, weapons drawn. “No birds,” Rosa said. “No tracks either,” Dickson added. “That’s not normal.” Lycan sniffed the air. “They’re here.” We stopped near a clearing. That’s when we saw them. Three dead wolves. Not killed by humans. Not by blades. But torn apart. Clawed. Bitten. “We need to go back,” I whispered. “Now.”

Mary Miller-Parks gripped the steering wheel of her 2000 Jetta driving like a bat out of hell she drove all night when she felt the shift happen. Her own wolf crying from her prison inside Mary’s mind. ‘She is free!’ Ayla had howled pacing the walled up spot in Marys mind. ‘I will not let you out.’ Mary growled back at her. ‘I can find her.’ Her wolf snapped back. “I will not do it. I swear I would not and you know that.” Mary said out load her grip on the wheel getting tighter. ‘Mary let me out’ “I WILL NOT LET YOU OUT” she screamed into the night. Mary pushed her down, quieting her. Ayla went quiet curling herself into a ball sleeping inside Mary’s mind. Mary knew as she got closer to that

Her sky-blue eyes drilled holes behind Hakan’s head, flashing the three muscular men a smirk whenever their eyes would wander over to where she was. “Then, I’ll be leaving Richard in charge while I go out to the city. Check the borders, I’ve been hearing talks about rogue wolves roaming around the forest from our hunters.” The man called Richard stepped up before bowing his head, as he received orders from his alpha. The three burly men left immediately when Hakan dismissed the group, turning around to face Skye with her arms crossed and looking bored.

Wolves and lycans from all walks of life were present to witness the demise of who they hated most. The hum of anticipation grew deafening as the time for the execution drew near. The guards began their solemn march, leading the condemned wolves towards their final destination. Some of the wolves were bound heavily and some of them looked pale with fear. I had to remind myself that these men were rapists, murderers and thieves even if it didn't sit right with me that they should be killed but I had no say In that the decision had already been taken.

Her dad was fine … he got a little beat up but nothing severe and the same with Jarvis. While we were waiting on Ingrid and the others .. Red told me that some officers that worked for the council were going to the camp grounds to clean up .. basically the get the dead wolves. They also took the ones we had caught .. they’d be sentenced to dungeons or work camp .. unless they were forced to be there.. which we found out most of them were. The women and children had been allowed to leave as well.

He received nods of approval from the wolves around him, apprehension and tension started to fill the air as I took a breath. “Fifty years.” The wolves went silent for a moment before they scrambled to talk over each other, the cacophony almost too loud to bear. “Settle down! This will only be for violent offenders. Those who are arrested can be released as soon as they pay the two thousand dollars or submit to be registered. We are not setting up camps to round wolves up against their will; we are more civilized than that.”

But I could not make out what they were saying, and they stopped talking once they realized they were no longer alone. I walked the remaining distance to the cells that were placed in the far corner of the large room, keeping a firm hold on my wolf as I shrewdly appraised the males before me. There were three of Zeke’s men imprisoned behind the reinforced bars of the first cell, but, even then, only the silver infused into the metal kept the werewolves confined.