Wolves Dragons Novels & Stories

Darius shouted but I ignored him. The wolf growled and he ran towards me. I backed away when he suddenly started but Darius jumped on the wolf to run over it. They rolled around on the ground and strangled Darius' arms with the angry mad wolf. I looked around and looked for other things it can be used into the wolf as I heard Mrs. Marcus shout. I took the sharp wood near the rock and picked it up. I would have stabbed the opponent quickly but I did not hit and I almost hit Darius' abdomen but he moves fast.

Dozens of wolves are suddenly running out of the forest, faces white with terror. They run straight past me, glancing over their shoulders every few seconds. I stop one and pull him aside. “What is going on?” I demand. “The dragons are coming. They burned down the White Mountain Pack, and killed everyone,” he says. His voice squeaky and he is visibly shaking. As soon as I release his arm he is gone. I look back towards the forest and can see distant, blurred flames between the trees, without my wolf’s help they wouldn’t even be discernible.

“No one can host two animal spirits. Wolves and dragons are completely different creatures—they can’t coexist in the same body.” “We understand,” the doctor replied calmly, “but in Miss Yuri’s case, it seems to be exactly what’s happening. When her wolf power reactivated, it clashed with her dragon side, forcing her body to shut down. We don’t know how long it will take for her to regain consciousness.”

After a week of walking, the wolves reach the headquarters of the rebellion. Situated in neutral territory between the Land of Fura, and the neighboring country, it is divided by a long stretch of mountains. "Wait, I heard there are dragons that live in these mountains and guard this territory." One of the wolves says. "That's just a myth, but it does keep the humans away from this place." Hakan replies.

“Yes, please continue.” “Very nice. Unlike the urban legends which always say that vampires and werewolves are enemies, vampires and werewolves in real life are not at all hostile. In fact, we are an alliance. The only difference is that vampires are more sensitive to sunlight and like something twisted. The higher their rank, the more their charm will increase. Werewolves, on the other hand, are much more flexible. We really hate the dragons because of their arrogance who can outlast us. Except for my friend who I said earlier. Later you will know after meeting him. At this point, do you understand? " “Er… yes. Maybe?"

Her call is an echo on the wind, a summons to battle that cannot be ignored. Beside her appears a pair of wolves, Aoron and Eta. They connect with the werewolves, seeking compatible partners amidst the pack. Together, they unleash a powerful howl and charge towards the Drider. They attack from all directions, their claws and teeth deadly weapons that tear and rend. Gradually, they manage to break all the Drider's legs, incapacitating it.

One by one, the possessed wolves crumpled, twitching as whatever had been riding them evacuated in trails of black smoke. When the last of the shadows fled, I stood panting, my hands trembling with power. The wolves left behind were just… wolves. Rogues. Shaking. Terrified. Alive. Draken strode forward, his mouth slightly open and his eyes bright with something far too proud to be sarcasm. “…that,” he rumbled, “was the hottest thing I have ever seen.” Auren knelt beside one of the now freed rogues, checking his pulse. “They’re alive. They’re just scared.”

She asked, and she read a story book about the extensions of dragons thousands years ago. "Yes, but Prof Alan is a genius one. He already re-created dragons using elemental magic to use in war as a weapon, that's why I am tracking force energy." Now she understands. As they continue, suddenly a wolf appears in front of them. It was three of them, Katara turned back and saw Another three groups of wolves. As expected, they're working together. It seems like they wanted the two of them to be separated, huh good strategy. The wolves she's facing started to attack her,they jumped right in front.

said Red and then she found that the dragon was looking at her curiously and she stared back at him and sniffled again,” What? “You were imprisoned at the pack house of werewolves and then you are still here in front of me? And as far as I can smell you, you are not a wolf, you are a human,” said the dragon and Red looked at him and said,” Why would you think that I am an wolf?” “Because for the fact that you were imprisoned by wolves,” said the dragon as if it was the most natural thing in the world to be spoken.

Verina’s wolves fanned out on either side of her, all of them large, dark, with glowing red eyes, crouching down, ready to hurl themselves at my pack. My wolves were equally prepared, stooping low, finding their centers of gravity so they could launch off of the ground and meet any attack midair. Or be the first to strike.