

The Lone WolfIt had been a hellish few months. First, our once great alpha, Alex, respected by us all, is dead. Killed, struck down by the infamous werewolf, Fenrir, the first of our kind. Second, instead of the rightful wolf meant to take his place, his friend whom has no blood ties to this pack, took the title of alpha. Not only that, but he has taken the oath of the moon with Alexs sister, Nicole. He doesnt deserve her or the title of alpha. But what really angers me is how he started to make rules as if he had been alpha all this time, as if he has no care for the rest of the pack's feelings. We are no longer to hunt humans, but we are toThe Lone Wolf


Fenrir's Return Chapter 3Chapter 3 When we awoke the next morning, I awoke alone. Nicole wasnt beside me. I shifted into a human, and went looking for her. I found her lying underneath a tree. When she heard my footsteps, she looked up, smiling her wolfy grin. She was still a wolf for some reason. I shifted back to wolf form so I could ask her what was wrong. Nicole, we got to head back to the hospital to check on Alex and Drew. Why wont you turn back? Simple, I cant. She started to smile even more. Then it hit me. That means Im going to be a father! I cant believe this! Im so haFenrir's Return Chapter 3


Fenrir's Return Chapter 2Chapter 2 So the hunt was on. Fenrirs trail was fresh thanks to the trail of Drews blood he was leaving. Not the most wanted trail to have to follow, but at least we had one. The woods seemed darker than normal tonight. The trees were huge shadows that shot off the ground and seemed to be enclosing upon us, trying to trap us. Was this a trap? Did Fenrir want us to find him? If so, why did he? No, I must remain calm. We can and will find and defeat Fenrir. We had to, or else everyone would be doomed. Just then Alex stopped, and started to growl. I looked at the direction he was growling, and there he was. A giant, black colorFenrir's Return Chapter 2


Fenrir's ReturnFenrir's Return By Daniel seibertFenrir's Return
Preface I was running to the pier with my family waiting for our ship to be ready for sailing. It was the year 1604, I was 97 at this time, and the colonization of the New World was just beginning. Everyone seemed to have the same reasons for going there, a chance for a new life, to escape the harsh religious laws here in Liverpool, England and to be free. But not my family, we were heading there as a hopes for escape. We were a family of werewolves and with Fenrir nearby and my father next in line to help him, we had to escape. He needed my father in order to break the bond of
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