The Wolves of Banglador

The Wolves of Banglador

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From the time she was a little girl, Lunus Reens knew what she wanted - to hunt werewolves. But when her first night as a Hunter brings her face to face with a wounded Alpha, she begins to see the human side of these murderous beasts. Confronted with the reality of a werewolf's humanity, Lunus is forced to make a choice. Will she continue in her quest to rid the world of these shape shifting menaces, or will she join Evan Marshal in his quest to find a cure and break the ancient curse which binds The Wolves of Banglador? *Mild language, Adult themes*

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Chapter 1

All Luck

Banglador was a flourishing town in the great forest of Malkouth. It was founded by settlers who carved out a place for themselves in the midst of the forest of trees. Since the time of the ancient settlers, the city grew, and since the time the city grew, the trouble came.

The trouble was wolves, but the wolves of the forest were no ordinary creatures. They possessed ungodly power with supernatural strength and heightened senses. They hunted men for sport and dragged their victims deep into the forest. The wolves of Banglador were ferocious monsters with human spirits. In the day, they would take the form of a man, but their bodies would change with the rising of the moon. The men became cruel and savage beasts, hungry for blood, and the town was in fear because of them. Some called them demons and others shifting shadows, but they were known to the world as werewolves.

Since the wolves were such a menace to the town, the citizens of Banglador had developed a solution which allowed the people to sleep in relative comfort. They had formed an elite fighting force known as the Hunters, and every night these hunters would go out into the forest with guns on horses with armor to defend the city and its people. The Hunters tracked the werewolves to disrupt their hunts with the intention that they might rescue their prey and put an end to the furry menace.

One such Hunter was Lunus Reens, daughter of Chief Hunter Eccord Reens. Her father had been a hunter all his life, and she had grown up with tales of wolves and the men who fought them with fierce battles and bloodshed.

Eccord was a hero in the town. He had killed more werewolves than any man to date, and the people never let him forget it. People would part for him as he walked the street, women would swoon, and the boys would shout. Eccord Reens was a hero in the town, and his daughter wanted nothing more than to be like him.

Lunus walked the streets of Banglador that day with a spring in her step and a lightness in her breast as she went about her business with the anticipation of her first hunt shut up inside of her. There was nothing that she wanted more than to come face to face with a werewolf and kill it. There was such a desire she had to see one, to look into its demon eyes, to feel its dastardly breath and come to terms with the reality of it. Only then would she be content to kill it, to see the unnatural life drain out of it and know that it was dead. She had run through the scenario many times in her head, and she was anxious to live it out.

Tonight, she would have that chance. Tonight, she would bring safety to her people by her own hand as her father did and their ancestors before them. Tonight, she would hunt.

But now was not then, and for now it must suffice her to buy bread from the market. So, she walked down Main Street in her Hunter uniform with a book under her arm and some change in her pouch to go to the merchant booths.

Lunus was young, beautiful, and barely twenty, which was the age requirement for a Hunter to go out and hunt. She kept her orangey hair pulled back in a tightly wound bun with two locks left loose at the front. Her skin was fair with a peach tint of wellness. Her eyes were soft and green like jasmine. Her uniform was neatly buttoned to the collar, in perfect condition, and green as the forest with a name embroidered in gold on her left breast: L. Reens.

Some of the people recognized her and they waved at her as she walked down the loosely formed pedestrian way at the side of the broad dirt road between buildings. She greeted them all warmly - a few hunters, the bank man, the grocer's assistant, the paper boy, a seller of teas... for the most part, they were all people she knew. Some, she didn't know, but she waved at them, too, with the same friendly smile.

She bought her bread and was passing the Saloon on her way to the library when a man was forced out of the building. Lunus heard the swing of the doors and looked to see the bald-headed man fly through the air, hitting the ground with a thud. A cloud of dust rose up around him, dirtying his vest and shirt, and the man groaned. She stopped in her stride and stared over at him, looking to see who it was. The man was wearing a black vest with plain shirtsleeves and a bright red bowtie, and she recognized him as Lawrence Finnegan, the store owner.

Shocked that someone would throw him out of his own shop, she began to race across the street, checking passively for carts or carriages as she ran.

"Mr. Finnegan!" Lunus called out, darting her way through the street which seemed to have suddenly busied for the sole purpose of impeding her.

She paused briefly, pulling herself back out of the way of an oncoming carriage and waiting for a man in a stovetop hat as his beautiful brown horse faithfully pulled a small cart for peddlers. The cart passed, and she continued over towards Finnegan.

By the time she reached the steps of the Saloon where Finnegan fell, another man was already there, hovering over him. He was a young man, tall, built, and slightly muscular. His hair was thick and dark. The man was dressed in a brown vest and shirt sleeves with a gold tie. His appearance was neat, though lightly disheveled, and he wore glasses with rounded metal frames.

Lunus approached him cautiously. There was a bloody gash on Mr. Finnegan's head, which was of the most immediate notice, and there was some scuffed bruising besides.

"Hey, um..." she addressed, unsure of how to ask the unnamed man what was the trouble without the possibility of making more of it herself.

"He should be alright," the man told her quietly. "There were some men who said he owed a debt, but they were just robbers."

The man proceeded to remove a metal flask from the interior pocket of his vest and pour the alcohol out over Finnegan's wounds. Lunus smiled as she watched him, because it was known that no man could ever leave Finnegan's bar without a flask. Only now it seemed that "Flask" Finnegan's zeal for the perpetual keeping of alcohol may have finally been warranted.

"Where are they now?" she asked him, her eyes straying to survey the scene.

"I took care of them," he said simply.

"I see..." she said with quiet skepticism.

He looked up at her a moment and smiled as though he were somewhat amused but also offended. "I did," he said, assuring her. Then, he looked at Finnegan and paused. "Do you have a knife?" he asked her.

"Yes, of course," she said.

"May I use it, please?" he asked, stretching out his hand in expectation.

Lunus was hesitant, but quickly acquiesced, removing the small carving knife from her jacket pocket and handing it to the friendly stranger.

"Thank you," he said, cutting into the sleeve of his shirt and tearing it into long strips of white linen which he used to dress Mr. Finnegan's wounds.

The man's eyes stayed with Finnegan while Lunus's fixed on him.

"You're very kind," she said, watching him.

"And you are very helpful," he replied, still attending to the man who laid unconscious before them.

"Who are you?" she asked him.

"I'm Evan, Miss Reens," he casually informed her. "Evan Marshal."

"You know me?"

"Your jacket. You're a hunter?"

She nodded. "Yes," she told him, "but I haven't gone out on a hunt yet."

"Will you tonight?" he asked, raising his curious gaze.

"Yes," she said. "It's my first."

"Well," he said, finishing patching up Finnegan and pouring a bucket of water from the trough over his head to wake him, "I wish you all luck, then, Miss Reens."

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LeShannon Juneau
is there more?
2021-05-26 02:12:50
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Kukreti
This tempting. The story itself has amazing plot and writing. A good werewolf book that I really wanted to read. Thank you for making my day special.
2020-12-31 13:36:46
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Chibuzor Victor Obih
You will soon be done!
2020-12-30 08:06:03
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Ryoshi
Annnnd, we’re back! :) Please enjoy and let me know what you think.
2020-12-20 09:39:13
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Annnnd, we’re back! :) Please enjoy and let me know what you think.
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Annnnd, we’re back! :) Please enjoy and let me know what you think.
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Ryoshi
Taking a *brief* hiatus to finish Forgotten Embers. Will resume daily uploads again before Christmas. So sorry for the delay! :)
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Eze Chisom Favour
An exciting story!
2020-11-14 07:09:58
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Soul searcher
loving it?????
2020-11-13 10:05:31
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MakingWaves
I just live this book.......good work from an amazing author......can't wait for more
2020-11-12 08:07:45
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Ellen Day
loving this for far, nice story and well written looking forward to reading more ?
2020-11-03 05:32:48
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Soul searcher
Just read through the first chapter and I must say, this book is so intriguing, I will read it to the very end and then stalk your profile for updates???? but I love a wolf story that is well written, good start??
2020-11-02 22:39:15
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Le Poisson
A werewolf book carefully written with an intriguing premise. I'm really getting drawn into the story.
2020-10-25 09:11:31
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Daniel B. O'Neil
Intriguing characters. A very nice start.
2020-10-25 09:07:50
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Chibuzor Victor Obih
I am not surprised you started your book in the same way you started forgotten embers. Beautiful!
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All Luck
Banglador was a flourishing town in the great forest of Malkouth. It was founded by settlers who carved out a place for themselves in the midst of the forest of trees. Since the time of the ancient settlers, the city grew, and since the time the city grew, the trouble came.The trouble was wolves, but the wolves of the forest were no ordinary creatures. They possessed ungodly power with supernatural strength and heightened senses. They hunted men for sport and dragged their victims deep into the forest. The wolves of Banglador were ferocious monsters with human spirits. In the day, they would take the form of a man, but their bodies would change with the rising of the moon. The men became cruel and savage beasts, hungry for blood, and the town was in fear because of them. Some called them demons and others shifting shadows, but they were known to the world as werewol
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Balthazar
Mr. Finnegan started with a shock, and he gasped as the cold water hit his face. He seemed startled, his eyes wide, and he blinked. "If you come in here one more time, I swear, I'll...!" he waved his fist pointlessly in the air as he threw himself forward. Then, he stopped, becoming aware of his alternative surroundings. Again, he blinked. Looking one way, then the other at the two young people crouching over him. "Why, Evan, Lunus, I..." he said, lowering his voice and beginning to calm."It's alright, Mr. Finnegan," Evan assured him kindly. "The lady and I were just trying to help.""Yes, but what of the rouges?" Finnegan asked him.Evan smiled. "I told you to let me handle it.""Yes, you did," Finnegan muttered."And did you?" Lunus asked.Evan gave her the same wounded look as before. "Yes.""Well, at any rate... Evan, thank you. I don't know what would have happened if you hadn't been the
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The Hunters
Lunus wasn’t sure why she kept thinking of Evan Marshal, but she did, and it annoyed her, because the only “person” who she wanted to think of was Balthazar. Although, even thinking to use the word “person” for him sent a shiver down her spine and a discomfort in her stomach. She had to remind herself again that the wolves were bloodthirsty monsters, not people. Surely, that was Evan’s fault, also. 
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Shifting Shadows
It seemed appropriate to Lunus that her first night should be a hunt for Balthazar. After all, he had been her personal target all along, regardless of the hunting team's nightly objectives. But it was a competition now, and one which she was sure to win. So, as Lunus rode through the gates and held tight the reigns of her horse, she kept her eyes fixed forward and focused on the shifting shadows of the trees.The trouble with Balthazar was that he was careful, calculating, and black as the forest. He moved swiftly and silently thr
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The Alpha
The sound of the gun rang out and the smoke began to rise from the barrel as a silver bullet pierced the night. Lunus felt the kickback from the gun, and she flinched, her eyes closing for a fraction of a second, a time which would have been negligible under any other circumstances, but here it was long enough for her to lose sight of her target.  Lunus had been watching the shadow beast and tracking its position by the movement of the leaves or the trembling of a branch as the wolf-man passed it, but now everything was still. There was no movement at all - not from shadows, not from any
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Please Help
Lunus cocked her gun and fired. The sparks of the flint burned bright like flames against the night's eternal darkness, and the smoke of the barrel ascended into the air, mixing itself with Malkouth's mist. Light hit the ominous scene as the silver bullet gleamed, catching the white of the moon and the orange of the sparks.  The bullet soared determinedly towards the core of the Alpha's body and hit him, piercing his flesh and tearing into his monstrous form. He fell ingloriously to the ground, a crumpled heap, but something was wrong. He wasn't dead. He was merely wounded, and with a wo
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The Cabin
Lunus watched Evan lying on the forest floor and tried to do what she could to help him, but he had fallen unconscious and didn’t seem to be coming out of it. So, she lifted him up, slung his body over her arm, and did her best to carry him. His feet dragged along the ground, parting the dirt as she pulled him along. It took all of her strength to move him, but she knew that they had to make it to a better place if he was to heal and she was to survive.  Mal
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Werewolf Marshal
It was light when Evan opened his eyes, and he felt a deep, painful stinging in his chest. He tried to sit up on the bed, but the pain shot through his body, preventing him. He laid himself back down flat with his head against the pillow and wondered  how he had gotten there.  A lot had happened last night, but he couldn't remember any of it. He only knew that it was a lot from the pain in his chest and the bloody bandages wrapped around his torso. As he labored to breathe, he felt the weakness in his body, and he knew that his health had been compromised.
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Thank You
Lunus tried to hide her disappointment as Evan explained that he would be unable to prevent Balthazar’s returning and would be forced to return to Malkouth with the rising of the moon. The pack would be waiting for him, and it was likely they wondered what had happened to him already, since he never returned from yesterday’s hunt. The Hunters were assigned to seven day cycles of service, and Lunus had filled her week’s requirement, so she would be off duty for several days. Even so, she was concerned about Evan. Balthazar may have been a monster, but Eva
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The Wolf
He ran through the forest, his powerful paws sinking into the soft dirt of the dampened ground. The prints he left behind him were like that of a monster as he moved effortlessly through the night. It wasn't that he wanted this, but it was the life he was bound to live, and he would do his best to execute his charge with excellence. 
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