Werewolf Knight Romane & Geschichten

“Thanks.” “Too perfect. You military?” Jake raised the sleeve again. “SASR. Sniper First Class.” A grin flickered. “Who dares wins.” They said it together, a laugh cracking the tension. “This is Zak,” Jake told Kim and Jane. “Zak—Kimberly. Jane.” “Pleasure,” Zak said, crisp. Then to Kim, lower: “Keep it quiet for now, but… werewolves have overrun the city.” Kim held his stare. “You’re serious?”

a male spoke. "Tomorrow, I shall put a stop to him, once and for all," said Alpha Deucalion. "We shall fight against you!" the men said angrily. "And I too," I wanted to join him as well. Alpha Deucalion looked at me. "My people are being fooled by him and I want to prove to them that he is a werewolf," I told Alpha Deucalion as I raised the cloak in my hand the witch gave me that Bazaar is using to act as a human.

I immediately pulled out the knife behind my leg and throw it at the werewolf attacking in front. I quickly glanced at the one who hasn’t transformed yet but he doesn’t even budge, he is just watching. I grabbed this chance to throw one of my knives but his reflex in a human form is greater than I thought. He caught the knife and stared at the engraved symbol. “The famous clan of Ambrose,” he muttered but I didn’t pay any attention because we are now being outnumbered by these monsters. Rendall and I stopped attacking for a second and weigh the situation we are in. I was about to cover Rendall when I felt a hard thing bump into the back of my head. I touched it as I am slowly losing my balan

“Ah, as expected. The man himself in the flesh.” Rowan Robinson was standing there with a wide smile. Jay knew Rowan was more than he looked. It took him everything to find out that Rowan was working with someone who collaborated with the Knights of Death and the death of thousands of people in the sixth realm. Jay knew every history and everything about them. He knew that Jazmine’s friend, Anita, and Anita’s brother were werewolves. Jay knew Liam’s pack and Luna were the ones who revealed about the Knights of Death and their purpose in the mortal world.

All of a sudden, the wolf ran in my direction. Knight was quick. I felt the rage consuming him, pumping in his blood, ravenous for a kill. Considering he was an alpha, his wolf was way bigger and stronger. He blocked the wolf and swung his claws at the rogue, tearing off the skin. The rogue wolf was thrown away, landing on the ground, whining. Without wasting any seconds, Knight sunk his fangs into the neck of the wolf, tearing off the flesh and making me wince. The blood from its neck gushed out, bringing the rogue to its death.

Olive walked to Walter. “A pack is a community of wolves. A wolf pack. We're wolf shifters that belong to the biggest pack in the country. This is Alpha Wayne Knight, leader of Balendin Pack. I am Luna Olive Knight, his wife and mate. That's Beta Jake Gurner, you can see him as the deputy of Alpha Knight. The young guy is Shem Knight, Alpha Knight's younger brother. And that very quiet gentleman is Crusoe Scott, he's one of Alpha Knight's Elite.” Walter nodded appreciatively.

I wasn’t sure if I was strong enough to face off with someone who could overcome Jeffrey. Then Jeffrey stumbled beneath a streetlamp, holding a scruffy, bloodied man in a headlock. “Jeffrey?” I asked. “What’s going on?” “This is your stalker,” Jeffrey grunted, struggling to keep his hold on the man. “Alexander Chevalier, the Bloody Knight. He’s the most well-known assassin in the werewolf criminal underworld.” Jeffrey pulled something out of Chevalier’s pocket and tossed it to me. The smooth fabric was immediately familiar. My favorite scarf.

Now, they sent out a bigger force. A large group of the original Knights of Death. Vincent knew it because the original Knights of Death wore armor and carried a trident each. Those who didn’t wear armors were just their followers from the realms. Vincent placed his hand on Cohen’s wolf and said, “Get your paws healed. The blades they’re using are poisonous.” “I’ll be fine,” Cohen said to him. “You’re as stubborn as ever.” Vincent cracked his neck and knuckles. “I promised myself not to rely on my wolf after what had happened in the past. But it seems I have to break that promise.”

Yeah, no. Instead, he encouraged me to tell him about Knight. I licked my dried lips as I started. “His name is Knight Adriatico. Obviously, a human who I loved and I still love him, if you ask me if I have a human that I adore I’d probably say his name. He is the nicest guy, the purest, he’s an archaeologist. But he gets scared whenever he sees giant- ancient- skeletons.” A soft laugh left my lips when I thought about how reacted when he saw a werewolf’s skeleton. He was freaking out because he knew I was a werewolf but he had never seen me in my wolf form so when he assumed that I would be that big when I turned into my wolf’s form he freaked out. And I would not blame him for doing so. An

She meets his eyes and gasps as she recognizes the ‘warden’. The werewolf with the dark set of orbs that obliterated her squad that night she attempted to murder Akira. The same wolf that singlehandedly defended the eastern gate from the vampires. Akira’s bothersome knight, also infamously known as the mad dog of the House of the Wolves. How did he get here? And disguised himself as warden, too?