What happened after the happily ever after?
***FULL SERIES***
KING OF WOLVES
You all know the story of your favorite fairytale, but did you ever wonder what happened after the fairytale ending? Well we know. Not all afters end up happily, sometimes the real adventure starts much later... The forests of Elder are filled with people that change into wolves on the full moon. For Castiel, the haunted woods that the big bad wolf once roamed is anything but scary. He’s spent the past few years of his life making a home in the woods and loving every minute of it. While he isn’t a wolf, he’s befriended them and found they make great neighbors, even if many in the country still see them as the monster they once were. Unfortunately, the change to the new winter season has brought a sickness to the wolves Castiel counts as friends. When his wolf friends need help, Castiel is there to lend a hand and to try to get his mother to see that something is wrong. The only question is, can Castiel convince Little Red Riding Hood that the wolves need help before something terrible happens?
My name is Castiel, son of Red Riding Hood, and this is my story.
HEIR OF THE CURSE
The curse is back. Eighteen winters ago, Red defeated the curse the changed the wolves from normal shifters into bloodthirsty monsters. Everyone of Elder thought it was all done, and Red tried her best to bring the people of Elder back together. But that is all over now. The tree people fear the wolves and the wolves are attacking humans. And Castiel is caught in the middle of it. While Red is doing her best to protect the tree people, Castiel takes it upon himself to protect the wolves, if he can. The wolves are growing sicker, and Castiel is doing all he can to help, but will it be enough? Can he keep his friends safe?
THRONE OF NIGHT
Castiel’s world is turning upside down when his friend has been cursed, and there is no way to help her. He wants nothing more than to help the wolves and break the curse, but even Red doesn’t know how. He is left to look for answers on his own as Red is forced to deal with the Tree People that wish to openly hunt the wolves. Everywhere around him, Castiel finds another problem that he can’t answer. He wants a magic solution but can’t find one, until the witch helping Red tells him to look within. Is it possible Castiel has had the magic within him all along to help the wolves?
GOD OF SHIFTERS
Being a shifter wasn’t the magic Castiel was looking for, but it confirmed what the witch felt. Castiel isn’t who or what he ever thought he was. Now Castiel must figure out how to use his new ability to help his friends survive the curse that can’t be broken. There is enough fighting in the country of Elder, but the wolves are now stuck behind a barrier together. It is a dangerous place to be, and they are running out of time with the moon pulling Grace closer to being a monster. Castiel has only ever wanted one thing: to protect his friends. But he had no clue how he is going to do it now. If he can’t find a solution soon, he might just lose one of his only friends to the curse.
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The weather was perfect for a run. It was cold enough that most people would need a coat, but not me. Winter season wasn’t entirely done yet, but the cold never bothered me. I ran a bit warmer than most, and it had only gotten worse over the past few moon cycles. I didn’t need to heat my small hut anymore as I was always warm. My fast-paced jog meant I was already sweating, even without my shirt on. The chilly winter breeze was perfect as I chased the lithe wolf, still beating me in our last turn toward home.
Running was simple, like the people of Elder. We lived in harmony with each person playing their role assigned by our leader, The Red. We traded for what we needed, and everyone took care of themselves. I’d never really known any other sort of life, but the one I was given suited me, preferring as I did, to live my own life with my own rules. I took care of myself and didn’t need anyone else to do it for me.
Since I was fifteen, every morning and every afternoon, I’d jogged around the local woods. At a full out run, I could do the southern trail before breakfast, and as long as I got out before the sun started to set, I could make the northern trail before it got completely dark. Both paths allowed me to monitor the woods between the two peoples of Elder. Three seasons ago, Red ordered me to start making the runs I now do daily in trade for items I didn’t have at my hut. At the time, I refused, but now I do it without needing to be reminded. The Red had asked me to keep an eye on the wolves, but I felt something more than that. I belonged in the woods and running made me feel alive, not that I’d ever tell her that.
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Portuguese
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Ana Laura Rapado de Almeida
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