Wolves Behind Bars Novels & Stories

We dropped silently into a dimly lit corridor, my breath catching at the sight before me. Cells. Rows of iron-barred cages lined the walls, filled with wolves. Some were unconscious, others barely breathing. Their bodies bore deep burns where silver shackles bit into their flesh. Kael cursed under his breath. "They're experimenting on them." I swallowed the bile rising in my throat. "We end this. Very soon" A weak groan came from one of the cells. I turned to see a young wolf, no older than seventeen, reaching weakly toward us. His lips were cracked, his eyes hollow with pain. "Help… please…"

He already seemed happy with Jairah. Yet once the mate bond vanishes, it’s like our souls die too. We reached the basement, where several wolves were imprisoned in different cells. When they saw me, they panicked, trying to break free. Their saliva dripped as they stared at me hungrily. Damn it! These wolves were rogues! "Oh, please, not here, please… Don’t put me here." I pleaded with the guards who kept dragging me. But they were just following Alpha King Jester’s orders.

Mina Wolf... I stayed plastered to the wall with my back pressed firmly against it. I watched in horror as the large feral wolf tried to break through the bars to get to me. The wolf collided its large figure against the door of my cell twice more, desperately wanting to come in. I hugged my pillow closer to my chest as I watched the wolf pant, it's red eyes looking at me almost pleadingly. The gaze confused me and it some what managed to compel me. It made me want to reach out and help.

Something so childish couldn’t be a real thing a pack of grown werewolves actually say, could it? “The new she-wolves start in the cells and are only brought out at night until they can be trusted, but cell six is used for those who act out. The wolves in that cell don’t get to come out, and it’s in the back. No windows. It also gets,” she pauses as if searching for the right word, “visitors throughout the day. They have this disgusting rhyme about it.”

When we arrived outside the bar, I got inside a giant truck with the guards, and the Wolves went to another van. They tie my hands, and my feet, and cover my eyes with a cloth. I'm screwed.

that he was rehabilitated. The attorney listed Marcus’s accomplishments.. he had completed certification for mechanics training.. He worked as a trustee in the laundry.. and attended church faithfully.. Hadn’t missed a Sunday. When asked if anyone had anything to add, Delaney stood and said “Your honor.. I am Delaney Stone. This man was my stepfather and I am one of his victims. Whatever your decision here today.. only affects me.. and my brother.. if he doesn’t leave us alone. We are residing in the Warrior Wolves Pack in northern Idaho. I say that so he knows where we are. He should probably avoid that area for the rest of his life. Wolves pack territory are exempt from human law.”

Then I marked the pages and moved on to the next installment, The fae can still cross the barrier. We had thought the barrier protected us but we were all deceived. They came for us. We were taken to their dungeons subjected to the worst torture imaginable. Some of us didn’t survive but others it seemed death wasn’t strong enough to take. Myself, I felt the surge of power flow through me and I finally saw the truth. The great wolf wanted to know how to break the barrier. Their assault on all of humanity needed to continue. None of us dare speak of the identity of the beast. It is too terrible for our children and their children’s children to know. We pray to our gods and even to the fates to

"What do you want to do?" "Bring them in. Separate cells. Full security. We question them one by one." Adrian starts down the hall. "And if this is a trap we kill them all." The holding cells are in the basement. Reinforced. Designed to contain captured wolves. We had to build them years ago when border disputes were common. Kelvin sits in the first cell. No chains. Not restrained. Just sitting on the cot looking nervous. The three wolves with him are in separate cells. All young. Maybe early twenties. They look scared. Genuine fear. Not the cold calculation of trained soldiers.

Another roar rumbled the Earth but this time it was not what sucked the life out of me. The men in front of my eyes had turned into monsters. Unnatural and terrifying big wolves. Not wolves... these wolves stood up like humans. "Oh, my Lord! Make it a delusion." I mumbled as my wits left me. The monster-cum-Jordan eyes fell on me when I tried to make an attempt at life. He snatched me up by the waist in his claws. "God, let it be a dream! Please!" I took a breath in to shout my heart out as my last ditch effort before death when another scream breached the cruel forest.

Gradually with every word that he spoke, Nicole was beginning to regain her consciousness but just then a day tipped over one of the stainless steel objects there that made such a loud sound. The sound broke Nicole’s concentration within her body and triggered the wolf even more, they hated loud sound or bright light. The she wolf was pissed now and broke the second restraint almost immediately. Then the rampage begun, she went towards Henry and growled really loudly like she was about to attack him but she was slightly able to recognize him, she tossed him aside and then Nicole turned and rammed her way through the door of the basement.