Novel & Cerita Wolves Don't Concern Themselves With The Opinions Of Sheep

His tone dark and furious, “We are under attack, the vampires have moved further into the boundaries of our land and have taken several villages just outside the city. I’m afraid that soon they may be outside this very castle and our call for assistance from my father has been left unheard.” I gasped; my hand flying towards my mouth as I reared back in shock. Why would grandfather ignore our calls for assistance? Why would he not come to our aid as we did for him on so many occasions? Derrick growled, shaking his head as he moved to stand before my father; his broad shoulders quaking with fury. “And what of our other allies? Have they replied to our request?”

Joy and Roy stood up as well. Annabella frowned at their sudden action. "Anything the matter...". "No mum, just need to use the toilet," both replied, their gaze unwavering to the little finger disappearing Into the dark, they can't seem to shake off the feelings of possession reeling inside them. According to scriptures, wolves are meant to be with their fellow wolves as mates. They don't know the feelings since it's their first time experiencing it, but no way in hell are they accepting a human as their mate.

“You are supposed to stay in the coven and take care of the people there. Why would you leave that place and decide that attacking would be a better option? I don’t get you.” She stayed silent, keeping her eyes to the ground. “Fine,” I sighed. “What don’t you like about the wolves?” “Their animality,” she blurted without thinking. I looked around to the alpha. “Is that even a word?” He shrugged as I turned back to the woman. “Fine,” I smiled. “What does that even mean?” “They behave like they’re better than everyone else.” “We are better than everyone of you,” the werewolf leader chipped.

] The old disciple muttered in confusion. Blackbeard spoke while the pupils of his eyes did not leave the bottom of the valley [Yes, they are pursuing the 'Sheep vs. Wolf Formation'. It is a strategy that uses large numbers to overthrow the enemy, This leads to the death of countless pawns in order to wear down the enemy, and unfortunately even the Great Evil Wolf won't find a way to escape this time] He said that with great regret.

"I hope you like lamb?" I caught the joke and smiled. Wolves and lamb were proverbial opposites used to tell tales in the human world. They usually painted the wolves as big and bad and it was far from a lie. We were big and bad. I looked up from the mouth watering aroma of roasted duck and stewed lamb to look at Zadik but his attention was elsewhere. Once more his eyes was sparkling in anger, face red with fury but he didn't even spare me a small glance, seeming to have bigger fish to fry.

His eyes were twinkling with humour as he looked at me. “I can’t believe she just said all that. Liam and I are just friends–” I started. “She was putting another she-wolf in her place. It’s a sign of dominance. She-wolves tend to be snarky, revving each other up until one eventually snaps. Male wolves are a little snappier from the get-go, but mostly, it’s all just showing teeth and hackles. She was baiting Nola, trying to get her to snap so she could put her in her place.”

"The Northcliff pack has something to discuss with him." The wolf hesitated for a moment, but he ultimately granted us entrance into the pack. Wolves were huddled up in groups of twos and threes in the main square. All of them looked like they were in low spirits. I spotted a few familiar faces. Their expressions morphed into ones of shock when they spotted me. "Is that Leah?" "She's back?" "The wolves by her side… Are they from the Northcliff pack?" I ignored their hushed whispers and headed directly to Cain's residence. I could hear the sounds of an argument coming from within as we neared the house.

If I had a wolf, I would be following in a long family tradition. It was unheard of for a she-wolf to leave the pack. They always had mates, typically fated but if not, usually males would begin offering to take her as a chosen mate within a few months. If after two Mates Dinners, a she-wolf didn't find her mate, she could technically opt to go to college, as long as she returned for every Mates Dinner. But I didn't know of a single she-wolf that actually had. I had looked to see in the pack office last year, I looked at stats for pack members with college degrees. Our pack values education and many members go to college, but it's mostly males.

Of course, that’s not possible. The wolf and I are two forms, but one being. We don’t have different concerns. That’s a faulty construct. Like pain. It’s in your head. It’s not real. We are our wolves. Period. Every pup who was raised right knows that. Your wolf’s hungry? You’re hungry. You’re pissed? Your wolf’s pissed. Simple. “I dropped her behind the lodge,” Tye says. “By the dumpsters?” My shoulder blades clench. I have to focus on the muscles to relax. The heat isn’t doing it.

With a single movement, the ancestral wolves were thrown aside and Akiner's neck was squeezed by the shadow. The wolf gasped, trying to break free from the grip, but fortunately, he was unsuccessful. His eyes widened in fear as he heard Kallias' loud, deep, intimidating voice. “You think too highly of yourself, wolf. Do you think that because we have an agreement, you can do whatever you want?” The alpha's cry echoed everywhere. ‘Who do you think you are? Who do you think you are to mess with my family?’ He said, causing the spheres to shatter.