The wrath of the young wolf
pte
"but remember, the gate must remain unharmed and any act of extreme violence is out of the question. Everything else is permissib
in his eyes gradually fading as the red veins receded
I? Did you not hear Daryl? If you want to enter, yo
e latter to stagger backward. As Brutus struggled to regain his footing and glared at Romeo, the f
same fat kid from five years ago." Daryl erupted in laughter, clapping his hands
re him was a procession of elders, their entourage of guards and servants creating a formal pathway. Among them, Alpha Jake,
pha Jake's voice was
ly at a loss for words. The Alpha's presence was an overwhelming force, a te
nders. Can you explain why?" Alpha Jake
e minutes," before turning on his heel and re-entering the Den, with Daryl carrying
was drawn to Mona, who now stood before him. Behind her, Ja
with hostility, her demeanor a stark cont
e from the affection she once showed him. Yet, the rhythmic beat of her he
omise to return with my own pack, one more formidable than this one. I will prove myself to you, sh
you, keep that insincere smile to
and sprinted back into the forest, vanishin
ght drizzle. Even as Romeo's figure faded from view, part of her longed for him to return, t
reath. He's unlikely to survive even his first year outside the safety of a pack. The
silence a testament to
to lead within just two years? Building trust takes time, and all he's done is erode whatever trust you might have had in him. So, tempe
ck lore, was believed to be a sanctuary, a protective charm from the moon goddess herself. The elders spoke of it as a symbol of safety, shielding all werewolves from the hunters among humans. Though some considered it mere legend, the belief was deeply ingrained in the pack's
ory but having traversed through the territories of other packs. During his all-night sprint, he had braced himself for potential encounters with hostile wolves but had be
s spirits, reminding him of the urgency to keep moving. He glanced down at his front paws, now smeared with black, brackish mud. Recalling the elders' advice from his younger, more rebellious days, he knew he needed to blend in
presence. Aside from the natural scents of earth, leaves, and wildlife, there was no indication of humans nearby. The humans he had previously encountered had been
ears diminished, and the fierce intensity of his wolf gaze softened into that of a more human, adventurous man.
eo cursed his forgetfulness. "Damn it! My clothes. I completel
ament. "Where am I going to find clothes now? I can't jus
d him to remove his clothing, though he realized that clothes had occasionally impeded his movem
ppeared, and soon he would hear the sounds of a nearby village.
he mused. "Where do I find pa
were a gift from Mona, who had acquired them from the Den, which in tu
the elder's teachings. "What animal skin stretches? Maybe a special kind. Can
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