Werewolf Leon の小説・ストーリー

Leon still looking like Nathanial has made his way carrying me to the back of the pack grounds. As the features finally fade, I am barely able to open my eyes as Leon's features return. The once kind eyes showing his true self, completely evil and showing nothing but contempt as he laughs. "You know Armina, there is something really satisfying about seeing Ms Destiny Wolf completely powerless" he laughs codly. Grace follows behind, I manage to catch her eyes, seeing her look down at her feet as she follows.

Aleister had never seen a werewolf of this size before, and with its spotless white fur and tall stature, it represented the last member of the legendary line of Ilgara. Her metamorphosis is completely complete and she is able to roar like a wolf with pointed ears and a thick, fluffy white tail. She started howling like a wolf on the night of the full moon, and that meant one thing. She will kill the sheep and eat its flesh raw. Aleister backed away without realizing, but stopped as soon as his eyes met hers. She was a completely different person at this moment, one who would not hesitate for a flash to tear him apart. And to fulfill his meditations, she rushed at high speed to pounce on Ale

Windy saw Leon lying on a large bed with rumpled sheets, his athletic body lying relaxed on his back, his eyes half-closed as if enjoying something, and Sonya was eagerly sucking Leon's penis. Leon's stepmother was kneeling beside the bed, her red lips swallowing his erect penis deeply, her rhythmic back and forth movements like a sensual dance, her tongue circling the sensitive tip with hot breath, Sonya's hands gently stroking his testicles while her brown eyes gazed affectionately at Leon.

Leonor growls. They have already been taken care of. Cassian grins. Good. Maybe we got off in the wrong foot. I was upset that she didn’t know who I was. Leonor explains. I promise you, she now knows. And your mates do too, Liam and Leopold are exceptional mates. Warriors from our neighboring pack. I tell Leonor. Good. Leonor huffs. We run for a good two hours and Leopold took the chance to hunt a deer for Leonor. Gabriel and me/Cassian leave, once they start eating the raw meat.

he snarled, his voice dripping with contempt, "you're my mate? You are rejected by me, Louis, a Moonshine Beta werewolf. What's your name, please? He sadly questioned. "Leonora," I said. "I, Louis, a Beta werewolf of the Moonshine pack, break our mate's bond and reject you, Leonora." As the rejection seeped deeply into my soul, tears began to form in my eyes. I wanted to scream and beg for an explanation, but I was unable to do so with my voice. I turned away with a broken heart and hurried out of the cave to return to the seclusion of my house.

They snarled and growled as Leo turned to fight them. The two Rogues in full wolf form jumped at Leo at once. I gasped, and clapped my hand over my mouth to keep quiet. Leo knocked them both aside with a single swing of one arm. One of the wolves slammed into the wall next to the passage. Leo looked over towards me, alarmed. The werewolf with the wolf head used the distraction and jump him from behind. Leo caught the wolf headed man around the throat and held him up in the air. The wolf whined and kicked at Leo's legs. Leo snarled and threw the man hard enough that the wall he hit cracked. The wolf headed man did not get up.

Could it be—she betrayed him? The moment the possibility struck, Leon felt like he had been struck by another thunder. He shot up from the ground and ran straight to Eve’s hospital room. The moment he pushed open the door, he saw Eve entangled with a tall male werewolf, it was very clear they were close. That male wolf was none other than Edward—the infamous rogue of the pack. “Eve, what the hell are you doing?!” Leon roared, rushing forward and pulling Eve behind him, eyes fixed cautiously on Edward.

He's one entity, both a man and a beast, who seems to transcend time and the boundaries between life and death. As Leon, he has also moved on to prey on Palus, seducing the pack's Luna, Lara. None of us are sure how many of Palus know about Leon's presence in the higher ranks of the pack, but he certainly has enough influence. It's only a matter of time before he kills the Palus Alpha and takes the pack for himself. And it seems as though that time is coming soon. "Have they crossed into our territory?" I ask quietly, staring at the photos on Claude's phone again. Orion isn't among the Wolves, which meant that he is leading this from the shadows still. A good sign for Alpha Kieran-Palus's ex

The pack erupted in cheers and applause, their approval and joy resounding through the night. However, just as the celebration reached its peak, Leo stepped forward, his expression tense and determined. He raised his voice, objecting to the ceremony. “Hold on a minute!” he exclaimed. “Megan cannot be our Luna. She’s not a werewolf.” I turned to Leo, who stood in disbelief, his ally now defeated. “Leo,” I said, my voice firm. “You were right to question her identity. But now, it’s time for the truth to be known.”

The creature howled in pain, momentarily stunned by the unexpected attack. Seeing this opportunity, Leo leaped forward, his teeth sinking into the werewolf's arm. Together, Amelia and Leo fought with renewed vigor, their coordinated efforts now fueled by Amelia's enhanced abilities. Blow after blow, strike after strike, they unleashed their pent-up frustrations and fought as if their lives depended on it. But the werewolf was far from defeated. With a thunderous roar, it broke free from Leo's grip, swatting him aside with brute force. The werewolf's eyes burned with fury as it lunged at Amelia, teeth gleaming in the moonlight.