Assassin Wolf Novels & Stories

Dustin remarked with a chuckle. “Get me in contact with that pup.” Wolfin’s eyes widened in shock. Snow Wolf, the feared and infamous leader of Breaking Wolf, was the leader of the top assassin organization, but Dustin referred to him as a “pup.” Within moments, Drake successfully acquired Snow Wolf’s contact information. He made a call.

His eyes were two burning suns of golden rage. He saw me on the floor. He saw the boot on my hand. He saw the needle inches from my neck. A sound tore from his throat that shook the glass walls of the penthouse. The assassin turned. He tried to raise the syringe as a weapon. He was too slow. Kaelen crossed the room in a blur of motion. He didn't shift into his wolf form. He didn't need to. The man was lethal enough. He tackled the assassin. They crashed into the wall with a sickening crunch of drywall and bone. The syringe flew across the room and skittered under the bed.

But I didn't, not when all I was focused on as she started to circle the edge of my desk, was bending her ass over my desk and screwing my self into her body and soul, leaving her wrecked only to fix her back together. Kayla walked between me and the desk, the smell of orange blossom and vanilla filling my nose as she lifted her ass onto my desk, legs dangling just in front of my knees. "If this is what it'll take to stop you from breathing down my neck, then sure." she said softly. Locking her eyes with mine, she slipped her sandals off her feet, her tits spilled over her dress in the process, giving me more than an eye-full of her pale, milky tits.

Another guy stood up, "I'm Ralph Bensen, a member of the beta hounds pack too. I like trekking. If you like to go trekking sometime, I'm pleased to help you." Lucian hit on Ralph's shoulder and made him sit in his place. "I'm Jacob Elrod, member of stealth Mane pack." "I'm Teo, a human." looked at the guys beside him and made a smile at me. "I'm Rudina Hart, alpha female of a howling jaws pack. Nice to meet you, Ms Hopper." Why are there so many werewolves in this class than humans? I saw the guy who helped me from the bus terminal to the school. The talkative guy? He's in this class too?

“Guess you can see that for yourself.” I remained silent, my expression unreadable. I started toward the door, but Casey shifted, blocking my path. “You know,” he said, voice casual, “I’m actually glad he’s gone.” That made me pause. My eyes narrowed slightly, a silent demand for him to continue. Casey’s lips curled into something that wasn’t quite a smile. “I knew what you were from the beginning. Assassin. A famous one, at that.” He tilted his head, watching me carefully. “I always wanted to warn Gerald, tell him exactly what kind of woman he was dealing with. But I didn’t, because I was afraid.”

CHAPTER 3: OF DEATH AND A NEW BIRTH (THE WOLF BARES ITS FANGS) That night 7 Camelon assassins laid lifeless on the floor. Samson looked at their bodies lying amidst the bloody corpses of his guards and he spoke, "Take their heads off and throw away the bodies. I will pay the king a visit tomorrow. I think it's high time I showed them who…" He stopped talking as he looked down to see the blessed sword sticking out of his chest- dripping with his own blood. Behind him was Ironbath on his knees with his sword stuck in Sarumi's heart from behind.

Just get rid of everything that was so pressing and getting on your nerves. Which is what I did. White Porsche Cayenne Vadim again flaunted his greatness, and beckoning to a further plan of action. The only thing I did not take into account was two hefty mules who stepped out of the darkness and blocked my path. With a height of at least two meters, and in the shoulders no worse than Rinat, the werewolves demonstrated by their very appearance that it was better not to mess with them. The familiar cut of black formal suits over white shirts, as well as the fact that I saw them for the first time, made it clear that they were Yang's people. Both are black-eyed and dark-haired. Black wolves.

Even if she wasn’t banished it could possibly be that we exiled someone she cared for. I had been reading nearly fourty or so minutes when Paul came in. His expression looked a bit concerned. Worried I asked him, “ What if anything could you find out?” “ I found out a few things that are a bit odd and concerning. It turns out the pack they are registering is called Ash Wood and has many supernaturals not just Werewolves. They also have many Spell-casters, Vampires and even have Hunters in their so called pack!”

Lyph~ the soul which resided within the baby's body, was a notorious Killer. Killed thousands of lives, be it corrupted or innocent as it was her job. She was also a weapon smith, but only making weapons for herself, deadly kinds of weapons, many even wished for her to make theirs too, but she refused nonetheless.