Assassin Wolf Novels & Stories

I asked. He looked down at me with a wry, almost wickedly playful smile. “They couldn’t do anything to me. Who would protect them from their assassin?” he asked. “You’re right.” I smiled, shaking my head. A swish of air swished around us as Nova walked past. Once she was in the ballroom, great room, whatever they called it here, I asked, “What is she?” Ezra looked down at me, his dark brown brows tugged together slightly as he sniffed the air. “She’s a wolf,” he said confidently, and I shook my head.

I fight them off in the dark, my movements fast, precise, and deadly. The second assassin lunges with a curved hunting knife, aiming for my throat. I duck under the wild arc, feeling the rush of cool air as the steel misses my chin by millimeters. My wolf takes over, guiding my instincts without the clumsy delay of conscious thought. I slam my palm directly upward into his chin, snapping his head back, then wrap my arm around his neck to throw him into his partner.

Tables overturned with a crash, glasses shattering everywhere. ‎Theron shoved me behind him and shifted in an instant. The massive black wolf stood between me and danger, snarling with pure fury. Damon and our Northern Territory guards engaged the assassins immediately, weapons drawn, bodies colliding. One assassin ignored everyone else and came straight for me. His eyes were cold, focused only on the target. ‎

Asha was a Beta and normally trained on the other side of the training field with the rest of the pack, unlike Layla who trained alone with Adrian because she was trained for a specific purpose. Ever since she could remember, Blake had made sure that she was trained by his best warriors, trained to be an assassin. From the time he had rescued her as a child, Blake told her how her entire family had been murdered by the Alpha of the Black Water Pack, Seth Black Water. Both her parents, along with the rest of her pack, had been slaughtered and wiped out by Alpha Seth and the Black Water Pack and Layla had sworn to take revenge for her parent’s deaths. She had trained for the last ten years for

Because the light was too weak, she couldn't see the fresh blood smeared all over the girl's body, only was surprised and shouted: “Shelly... ah!" Nurse Rose stared in disbelief at her stomach, which had just been pierced by a screwdriver and fell to the floor. The children around her were not surprised to see her suddenly fall down, but found a familiar figure entering. Shelly stomped her muddy feet on the nanny rose, smiling at them. The angelic smile at this moment was bloodthirsty like a devil, and his eyes were red like hell fire. "Asian! Asian! Asian!!!" -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"An assassin. Professional, highly skilled. He's been picking off my men for the past two weeks. Three dead so far, two more injured. All targeted hits, clean executions." Arabelle picked up one of the photos—a crime scene, body covered with a sheet. "Who is he?" "Goes by 'The Wolf.' Real name unknown. Works exclusively for hire, no loyalty to any family. Someone's paying him to weaken my organization." Dante rubbed his face. "We finally tracked his hideout—an abandoned factory in the industrial district. But here's the problem: every man I've sent to scout the location has either been killed or barely escaped. He's too good. Too careful."

“It led me to a hidden door. And… and there was a room. A room with records. Of players. Of their deaths. Of the ones who were lost.” Therin curses under his breath. Elyra goes very still. Then she speaks softly. “And what did it say about you?” “It said I was… not yet failed.” Elyra tilts her head. “And?” “And…” I swallow the bile rising in my throat. “It called me the Wolf of Two Fates.” That makes the witch go pale. Therin takes a step forward. “What does that mean?” Elyra doesn’t answer him, and neither do I. She is staring at me with a strange mixture of horror and awe.

So I actually had a wolf but it didn’t awaken because of my father? That man was more cruel than I ever thought. “I’ll tell you everything you need to know. Call me when you’re free.” As the call ended, I turned to Lucien, my eyes glistened with tears. But it wasn’t because I was sad, it was tears of joy. “I’m not actually cursed, I have a wolf.” He nodded. “Yeah…you were never cursed. You’re too amazing to be cursed. Your father was just an asshole.” He said, his voice comforting. “Come here.”

Having gathered her thoughts, Anika decided that it was time to take action and interrogate him to find out what was happening. - So, now tell me, what or who are you? - the girl demanded, holding the mop at the ready like a spear. - Why did you become attached to me? And why the hell do you become a human in my house, but a dog outside the door? The guy glanced sideways at her, chewing and swallowing his food. Anika, feeling his gaze on her, clutched the mop tighter. “Well, first of all, I’m not a dog, but a wolf,” the guy beamed with a smile, “if you’re so bad at understanding.”

Leanunya countered, not budging an inch. Wolferan sighed, before speaking, “I am asking as it will give me a better understanding of why you chose to become an assassin, a criminal” Leanunya huffed, “alright you want to know? Well, I was left with an old woman who didn’t even know how to take care of herself ok?”