Millennium Wolves Free Novelas e Histórias

The silence in the clearing in which the members of the pack were gathered was deafening, and the tension was thick and palpable. The two werewolves - the alpha and his beta, squared off each other, both waiting for who would make the first move or throw the first punch. They were circling each other slowly, making low growling sounds in their throat as they moved around the clearing, which had been cleared of the wounded. The alpha was taking his time, and it was evident to all those who watched the fight that he did not want to do this. He did not want to have to fight with his son if he could avoid it, so he was stalling on throwing the first punch.

It was common knowledge that Black Moon had the largest pack and territory in America with over 300 wolves. They were immeasurably impressive with a highly respected reputation. "As I said, I'll think about it." I repeated, standing up to throw my empty box in the trash can. Lucy grinned back at me one more time making me shake my head in amusement, my eyes rolling at her reply once again. "Fine, I'll take it as a yes until you confirm."

But even the loss of one pack member felt unbearable. I scoured the fighting crowd for Miles and Millie. Miles appeared first. He and Ralf were at an impasse; Ralf appeared weary. The silver and wolf’s bane must have done a number on him. Millie was facing off two medium-sized wolves and holding her own. Although Millie did not train as an enforcer, she’d practised as a warrior since we were little, and she could take on any wolf, alpha alike. We were progressing, and it seemed victory would be ours. The wolf’s bane had weakened Ralf’s men, and their strength waned. I sighed in relief. A miraculous victory seemed imminent.

“I am sentenced to two hundred years. Only got 5 more. So, if you are here to cause trouble.” “No, no, no, we are Royal Werewolves looking for an immortal dragon,” Dad tells him. “I got six, they cost $6 million, plus your wolf,” the guy tells us. “There are three of you, so $18 million cash and three wolves gets 30 years off my sentence. I could return to hell. Who would have thought being in hell would be better than here?” “We only need one if she is here,” I tell him. “Eoye, you look like the last wolf I got. She was some special bitch that one. Paid $10 million and gave me three wolves. I don’t think two were exactly voluntary, but I don’t care that was 30 years gone.”

‘Now shift, Stark wants to play with Leysa. ‘Play… Okay. Not sexy play. Just play.’ Mila scolded me. ‘We’re in public, remember.’ Stark and I sighed at the same time. So fucking strict. Wolves didn’t care about showing public displays of affection; animals just fuck in the wild. But Mila knew that both me and my wolf couldn’t say no to her. ‘Fine,’ I relented. Now fucking shift, sunshine.’ Mila smiled at me and gave me a wink before turning around and pulling her dress up, flashing me her bare ass before she shifted into her wolf. She was making it fucking hard for me to stick to my promise. Fucking tease.

But milo was not done, his extra sharp teeths that was now dripping with saliva found her hind legs, the sickening sound of bones shattering echoed, followed by her painful howls. I watched with my mouth wide open at the brutal scene that was milo and millen fight, as it unfolds before me. Millen tried to fight back… tried to use her strength, her enhancements, her decades of combat experience. But Milo was beyond all of that now. He was a force of nature and pure instincts wearing a wolf's skin, and nothing could stand against him. Blood painted the throne room floor. Millen's roars of defiance became whimpers of pain, then desperate gasps for air and futile resistance.

He added staring at Jeffrey. "My great king's and Queen's, I am sorry for-" Interrupting him with a wave of his hand. "Save the praises and sorry for next time just go straight to the point and tell us why we are all here." King draken, the king of the most strongest Demon clan said. "The Millennium Wolf King is dead." Jeffrey finally breaks the news to them. "That is impossible, I don't believe that, how can you tell me, us, that my friend is dead. It is impossible." Lucas, the king of the most strongest Wolves kingdom, Wolfe Crimson, said. He was representing the other lower kingdoms of wolves.

Emily and Liam set out on a mission to build their own formidable wolf pack, known as The Red Teary Moon Pack. They traverse vast territories, seeking out wolves from different backgrounds and uniting them under a common purpose. With each new member, their pack grows stronger, their bonds forged through trust, respect, and shared experiences. As they journey through forests and across rugged landscapes, Emily and Liam encounter wolves with unique skills and stories. They listen to their tales of survival and perseverance, their triumphs and tribulations. The pack members come from diverse backgrounds, bringing a wealth of wisdom and strength to the group.

“Because there was no Milo who was after you!” At my words, her mouth dropped to the floor. I went closer to her and circled her. “Alpha Rudy of the Neon pack is a friend and when I asked him about Milo in his pack, he said, there is none that goes by that name. So my other option was to find a ‘Milo’ for you.” I scoffed as I pointed at Milo, who was standing a few feet away. “He happens to be the only other Milo in this vicinity and he—” I glared at her with repugnance. “He lives in a small community, a few miles from the Neon pack. Guess what community is that?” When she froze, I couldn’t help sneering. “Yes, that’s the only red-light area for wolves.”

There were plenty of woods to run in. ‘Alpha, Luna, would you let Wyatt see your wolves? He has been interacting with mine for almost an hour, and it’s going really well. But it would be good for him to see others,’ Milly linked them before they could disappear. Rayvin and Mikael moved slowly towards the human and Milly. They didn’t want to scare him. Milly and he stood in a clearing, Rayvin could see how mesmerised he was by Milly’s wolf. It was a cute, chocolate coloured wolf. Milly had bleached her hair for so long, Rayvin had forgotten she was actually a brunette. When Wyatt’s focused shifted to Rayvin and Mikael, she saw him pale a little and Rayvin could tell he was making an effort to