Wolves In Los Angeles Novels & Stories

That spark may even reignite for all I know. “There are a few details we should go over before we get there,” Ryan says, interrupting my thoughts and putting an end to the inner turmoil brewing inside my mind. And with that, he shifts into explaining the details of the attacks on our two wolf packs from the Landlays. They’ve been showing up at our establishments, trashing them, interrupting deals, poaching our clients, and attacking our people in both shifted and human forms.

I didn’t know if we were technically big enough to count as a city, but it was the place’s name. “Really?” Liv asked. All three of the wolves scents tainted with surprise, matching mine and Jay’s. “There can’t be more wolves than the rest of us combined, can there?” Jay looked at me. I could see the gears turning in his head and jerked mine in a sharp no. “If you only have five thousand, there definitely are.” Hazel countered. “There are twenty-five hundred other werewolves scattered around the US, and another three thousand spread across the rest of the world.

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

“You cannot send someone over here, that is what this is about. There is no story, Susan so call the dogs off.” She lets out a snort. “Don’t fool me, Roxy. I saw your original picture of an impressive wolf. Rumor has it from one of our team that there are rogue wolves everywhere in Anchorage. And apparently, they are larger than any other wolf to have been seen by the human eye.”

Angelus when activating her Wolf powers signaled and dragged the desperate wolves to Haight Street due to the fact that they felt the presence of their Alpha who they were desperately looking for. Meanwhile, The train Rheagal and Angelus boarded arrived at Haight Street. They came out of the train and met some wolves, forty of them to be exact snarling and growling at them. They ignored the wolves and passed but were held back by the angry wolves who thought Rheagal was an enemy to Angelus. The wolves ran after Rheagal and started fighting with him but unknown to them they were fighting the boyfriend of their Alpha. This pissed Angelus off and she joined the fight in no time. She couldn’t i

I focus a bit more and notice that one of the wolves is Sylas; he has to be fighting Laslo. Sylas is a huge gray wolf, bigger than Laslo’s white wolf. Laslo’s wolf is swiping at Sylas, and his claws connect here and there. Sylas twists his body and kicks Laslo’s wolf, sending it flying into a tree. Laslo’s wolf lays at the base of the tree, sprawled out. Sylas marches to the tree base and hovers over Laslo’s wolf, snarling and biting. His jaw reaches over and grabs at the white wolf’s neck.

Marby asked with a thought of the impossibility of what Daffodil has just said. “There are Mom, different types of werewolves belonging to different packs. We never know, there are also werewolves existing here in Los Angeles.” Daffodil said seriously. “But how? How did you know you are a werewolf Daff?” Mrs. Marby with an astounded voice asked again. Daffodil looked at her adoptive parents and said in a very low voice. “I will show you; but Mom and Dad, promise me, you will not be afraid and you will not unlove me after seeing me as a wolf.”

He glanced at Alessandra, wondering if he could ask her to give him a moment, but the officer didn’t give him the chance. “On Saturday night, we have on local cameras that this car was near a crime scene. By any chance did you see an animal roaming the streets when you were Downtown?” Daniel shook his head, appearing surprised. “Was there a dog attack again?” “No. A wolf.” He didn’t betray the dryness in his throat as his eyebrows raised like any normal person’s would. “A wolf? In Makati City? No! Oh, this is what they were talking about on the news. No, I didn’t see anything.”

That was the odd sensation that I got when the supposed attacks occurred, they were just wandering, searching for their salvation. “So, all the banished and maltreated wolves are wandering around our border trying to find this Blessed Wolf?” I asked aloud, not really expecting an answer. “I have bad news for you , there aren’t any Blessed Wolves in Grey Moon. They are very rare and I would definitely know if there was one in our pack. I’m sorry.” Sadness loomed for a moment in my study. We were all lost in thoughts and Rune had an expression of defeat on her face.

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.