The Wolf Leader

By Alexandre Dumas

In 'The Wolf Leader,' Dumas deftly weaves the Faust story with the werewolves of folklore. While it is not the typical swashbuckling fare you would expect from the author of 'The Three Musketeers,' 'The Wolf Leader' is a wonderfully atmospheric tale, detailing a deal between Thibault, a shoemaker, and a half-man-half-wolf creature he meets in the forest. While revenge might be sweet, for every deal, there is a price to pay. A superb and intriguing read for those who want to read something out of the ordinary. -

• Language: English
• Publisher: SAGA Egmont
• Release date: Oct 3, 2022
• ISBN: 9788726612295

Alexandre Dumas

De la pluma de Alexandre Dumas (1802-1870) surgieron personajes que muy pronto dieron la vuelta al mundo, como Athos, Porthos, Aramis y el valeroso D’Artagnan, protagonistas de Los tres mosqueteros (1844-1850), o el implacable Edmond Dantès de El conde de Montecristo (1845-1846). El legendario Robin Hood, el joven de gran corazón que vive escondido en los bosques cercanos a Nottingham, sin embargo, nació en la cultura popular de la Inglaterra medieval, en donde también es conocido como Robin Longstride, de Locksley o de Loxley. En el siglo XIX su figura aparece con fuerza en diversas recreaciones y novelas, como la incluida en el Ivanhoe de Walter Scott (1820) o el Robin Hood and Little John de Pierce Egan, publicado por entregas en los periódicos (a. 1840). A estas siguió la aparición de nuestra obra, Le prince des voleurs, así como Robin Hood le proscrit, dos volúmenes publicados entre 1872 y 1873 atribuidos, de forma póstuma, a Alexandre Dumas.

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THE WOLF LEADER

CHAPTER I

THE GRAND MASTER OF HIS HIGHNESS’ WOLF HOUNDS

T he Seigneur Jean, Baron of Vez, was a hardy and indefatigable sportsman.

If you follow the beautiful valley which runs between Berval and Longpré, you will see, on your left hand, an old tower, which by reason of its isolated position will appear doubly high and formidable to you.

At the present moment it belongs to an old friend of the writer of this tale, and everyone is now so accustomed to its forbidding aspect, that the peasant passing that way in summer has no more fear of seeking shelter from the heat beneath its walls than the martins with their long black wings and shrill cries, and the swallows with their soft chirrupings, have of building their nests under its eaves.

But at the time we are now speaking of, somewhere about 1780, this lordly dwelling of Vez was looked upon with different eyes, and, it must be confessed, it did not then offer so safe a place of retreat. It was a building of the twelfth or thirteenth century, rugged and gloomy, its terrifying exterior having assumed no kindlier aspect as the years rolled by. True, the sentinel with his measured tread and flashing steel-cap no longer paced its ramparts, the archer with his shrill-sounding horn no longer kept watch and ward on the battlements; true the postern was no longer guarded by true men at arms, ready at the least signal of danger to lower the portcullis and draw up the bridge; but the solitude alone which surrounded this grim giant of granite was sufficient to inspire the feeling of awe-inspiring majesty awakened by all mute and motionless