Wyo Chi Novels & Stories

Nothing was changing, it was still green. "Where are we?" I asked. He smirked. "Kettle Moraine State Forest." I nodded in understanding. It was the biggest forest in Wisconsin, this would make sense. "Why do you live out here?" I quirked, starting a harmless conversation. He barked a short laugh.

They scowled one last time at each other before turning back to Eleanor as she asked, "How many people-- witches were in your clan?" "Five hundred. He killed a hundred." Eleanor's eyes widened. She had only recently learned that like with werewolves, they had packs in their realm. Thousands of packs and all those packs had alphas. Alphas reported to the alpha king in their region and safe to say there was a certain large amount of alpha kings all through the realm. Alpha kings reported to the werewolf leader, who then reported back to Andreas or in this case, Adrastos.

“Oh yes, the Golden Clan. In general, two clans stand above all werewolves: Golden - their flock is located in Canada and Diamond - live in northern India. The Golden Clan, they are, roughly speaking, politicians. Resolve all issues between humans and werewolves. Economy, division of territories, diplomacy, they do a lot of things. And the Diamond clan is engaged in religion. All sources of power werewolves under their control. Tell me, - she looked at me, narrowing her eyes, - what planet did you live on if you don’t know such banal things? It's in the third grade, they probably teach. - Aline, I can't tell you. - Noticing how in her eyes it goes out, only the trust established between us,

Their defeat wouldn't be enough for her though—she wanted them completely destroyed. That said, Belinda didn't have what it took to go up against the Chicago Werewolf Pack. Packs were named after the territory they resided in, and the pack controlling the city of Chicago was known to be the biggest, strongest, and richest in the entire country. Only one was more powerful—the Lycan. But very few had ever seen him.

“Hey guys, I need to know when we are going to head over to that warehouse that Amy said was about ten miles from Juxney’s. I’m not sure I remember where that is.” “I know where that is.” Gael said. “We used to use that field over there to play baseball and soccer.” “Well, we need to get over there and get those she-wolves. Every day that passes is another day they could be in misery, and I can’t have that.” Phoenix said with authority in her voice. Sonya asked, “How do we know that it isn’t a trap? I mean Amy may have been lying.” “Oh no, we know it isn’t a trap.” Tina said as she got up to grab some more food. That girl could put it away.