Wolfs Dungeon の小説・ストーリー

Rune. We didn’t get caught. At least up until we infiltrated the dungeon. It wasn’t by any means an easy task, but with the rigorous planning, we were able to go in undetected. The dungeon was nothing like I imagined it to be. Surely, it was an underground building with huge iron rods here and there that made up most of the building. With cells that were equipped with silver doors making it impossible for the wolves held inside to escape even in their wolf forms. It was dark and eerie, and the overall stench of the place could send normal humans into a heart attack, but I had expected it to be smaller and tight.

While we’re going in blind. I recognised four different wolves in there and Ashley agreed. She thinks that’s how many are in there as well. I nudged the door open and I got a glimpse of what was inside and I saw the opening to the trap door on the floor. That was where the dungeon was located. When I knew none of them were looking this way, I slowly walked in with Ashley right behind me and we got as close as possible before one of the wolves turned around and saw us. He growled straight away and got the attention of the other three wolves.

If you give them meat, they’ll be tamed immediately. Letting out a chuckle, I followed the guards toward the dungeon. The night had fallen deeper. Mayor Blair hadn’t said anything after we captured the man. Maybe that was what he wanted to talk about. Whatever it was, I needed to settle this quickly and return home. As I walked into the dungeon, the scent of wolfsbane and other poisonous plants hit my nostrils. Sometimes we used wolfsbane to control wolves who might go berserk or aggressive. Dungeons were never my favorite places to visit.

It was just like a forgotten castke or whatever— Wait. There wasn't any special thing but a weird one? I found one. This part of the house was at the third floor almost at the back, and the door infront of me is painted like a mahogany tree. It was gigantic with gold painted thing at the curves. Curiosity drive me crazy, I walk closer scanning the door. Then I realize what the carved animals was in the door. "Wolves." I paused for a bit. Wolves... wolves again. I erased the thought in my mind that the signs is really building up something in my chest. But it's making no sense! I laugh my thought off before deciding to enter it.

"We have one hour to complete the mission. Let's focus the bloodshed on the miscreants inside, shall we?" Melo shot him a glare before walking towards the front gate of the cemetery. He approached the large headstone in front of them and eyed it from top to bottom. It was larger than the others in the cemetery, completely conspicuous. For human eyes it seemed an ordinary, White Wolf's Clan cemetery, where the their tomb lies. But the Black Wolf's Clan knew better the secret that rested underneath it: Their city, an underground fortress that housed the soldiers and notorious criminals who committed a heinous crime.

Salen sighed, letting her pull her along. "What do you mean help me? Maggie, there's nothing we can do." They made their way out the back door and towards the run-down building that contained the entrance to the pack's dungeons. Deep below the first floor held three stories of stone cells and silver doors. They could contain even the strongest of werewolves, and were built to be sound-proof for any circumstances. "Maggie, I don't really feel comfortable-" She shushed her, motioning towards the farthest stall on the bottom floor. "Just follow me. And please, please be quiet. We can't afford being caught down here." Salen nodded, sealing her lips shut. Maggie grabbed an old key from hanging on

"For the older generation, this means nothing to you. However, we have many new members who aren't familiar with their wolves yet. Thus, they've never experienced a full moon, which makes them a threat to all of us." "Do we kill when we lose control?" Someone shouted out from the crowd. Axil nodded gravely. "You'd do anything once your emotions are heightened to their peak. It's hard for you to differentiate between foe and friends." "So, what do we do?" "We'll need to find somewhere that could hold a thousand raging wolves...." Axil trailed off as his eyes clouded in contemplation. “Is there any place that anyone knows that could barricade wolves? It must be a concrete building with thick w

My heart was beginning to thump. Hurt me? "Continue, let's hear it" I muttered. "The thing mum was holding was zendaya's wolf" she paused. What? Does she have a wolf? I thought she was wolfless" I asked, dumbfounded. Yes, she does have a wolf. A powerful one at that. Mum and Dad locked it away. Actually, mum forced Dad to do so. "But how? Is it possible to lock someone's wolf?" I asked, confused. "Yes, through the help of a witch" she explained and I nodded.

leave because that would cause suspension and get the packs talking. When you are a wolf married to your mate, it's not easy to walk away until death. If she truly wants an out, she will have to die. She has to stay to protect us; at least, that's what I've been told all my life. also, be careful. They can sense when you have become a wolf and sense your aura. If it seems too strong, that may cause a problem. I didn't see yours until we started talking, and it almost looks like mine. “ I look over at Jesse. “ what do you mean, my aura?? I'm not an alpha. What is going on ?” Jesse stands up, closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and then opens Her eyes. They're deep, bright red, and around h

It is listening. Behind us, branches snap. One of the werewolves, Dax, and the female mercenary, Liora, are arguing about direction. Therin’s voice joins in, smooth and mocking. Elyra glides ahead, muttering something that might be a spell. The she-wolf, Renna, keeps close to the witch’s shadow, and the older wolf, Corran, trails her protectively. The rest scatter into fog. “Just a tip,” the Herald’s voice booms from nowhere. “The forest feeds on loneliness!”