Blackbull Squad Novels & Stories

"No. That was a private fight between me and him. I have no power to change what the high pack council decides." Draven knows I am telling the truth. He just wanted to make me squirm. He wanted to fix Mireya's hurt pride by pushing me down into the dirt. "Good." He looks at my red, crying eyes. "Tell me something else. Besides Orion Blackthorn, does Nighthowl Systems have any other strong male wolves on the team?" I pull my eyebrows together. He is too sharp. "Our technical team is full of top boys from Silverclaw Academy," I say back, keeping my voice cold.

Devin said, pushing Ann into Atticus, “Get the fuck out so I can kill this piece of shit!” “NO!!!” Molly somehow got away from me and before I could stop her, I watched Devin’s knife plunge it’s way into Molly’s chest as his eyes grew wide with fear and desperation and I felt my whole world crumble. “MOLLY!!!” I rushed to her side, pushing Devin out of the way and knocking him into the wall. Atticus took hold of him, the trance lifting. Ann was by my side trying to heal my mate. My mate.. “What the fuck..what dagger is this?”

It took a few moments, but with a triumphant smile, she managed to crack the lock and the team made their way inside. However, their troubles were far from over, the inside was crawling with security personnel. Steve couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, and Maggie shot him a curious glance. "What's so funny?" she asked. "I think Oliver got spooked after the last time we were here. He probably went to his sugar daddy for more security." Steve quipped, earning a round of laughter from the team, including Matthew who was known to be stoic in tense situations. “Steve and I can handle them," Matthew declared, his eyes gleaming with determination.

"I'm sorry to tell you, bruh, but it's always going to be this way. All these little girls are going to grow up to do the same sh*t ; get used to it. Speaking of which, when are you going to bring your boys in?" "Not yet, Creed; let them enjoy the next few weeks at least; they're young yet." It had been decided once we accepted that this Squad thing was something we wanted to do that we'd train the next generation in what we do here. If at some point in life they decide that it's not for them, then they can walk away. I'm down with it because it's a good cause and not because asshole Mancini keeps going on about traditions and sh*t .

Our child’s energy pulsed again, stronger this time, tiny but undeniable, reinforcing the pack’s defense, commanding attention. Damon’s growl joined mine, low and lethal, as he advanced with the pack. Together, we moved as one — Alpha, Luna, newborn, and pack — a seamless unit. Every breath, every step, every heartbeat synchronized, a rhythm impossible to challenge. The scouts retreated, confusion and awe written across their movements. Viktor would hear of this. He would know that the Blackwoods weren’t just strong — they were untouchable, united, and protected by a force he couldn’t comprehend.

Liam said calmly, looking at Bluebird. "Central Military District's Special Forces squad is named Nine Nether. There are currently twelve active members, and I am the captain, Bluebird..." Despite her dissatisfaction, Bluebird began to introduce the team. As the captain, she was efficient and straightforward, using no unnecessary words. In a few short sentences, she provided a clear introduction.

The Record Stone picked up the names and displayed them for all to see. “This…” Even Mane was stunned by the team slate of the Black Team. “Black Saga” “Black Hammer” “Black Axe” “White Mask” “Black Mask” “Vital Orange” “What a surprise folks. Black Saga has stunned everyone here with his team order. Black Saga is fighting first!”

BOOOOOMMM. "Bastards! Lowly humans, do you think you can defeat us, the Black Turtle Tribe? Damn it, kill them!" shouted the young leader of the Black Turtle Tribe angrily when he saw that he was cornered by the group of humans. The group of humans consisted of the Hu and Nan families, as well as several people from different forces. They had always been enemies, so even though they were fighting the same enemy, there was no harm in them uniting for a while. That was what the humans in front of the sacred beast tribe were doing now, using their strength to suppress a force far stronger than themselves. The reason was that they couldn't win on their own, so they brought everyone who had a gru

We formed an alliance to survive, but now we’re thriving. Because our alliance is made up of six packs, some people jokingly started referring to the collective as the ‘six-pack’ and the name stuck. Even though we call ourselves the six-pack and our interests are aligned, we remain six very separate packs, each with its own alpha. We each live in our own territories and have our own ways of life. The six alphas form a council of sorts when dealing with matters that affect the territories as a whole and its security, and the six-pack has a collective security squad. The squad is made up of the best fighters from each of the six packs and handles everything from major threats to routine border

We aren’t many, we have no chance to take all of them down. I watch the Black Tiger lie down on the ground. This time he’s holding a sniper as he wants to take everyone down. He aims, checks the wind speed and the distance and adjusts accordingly. Then he pulls the trigger. I run toward the people who are still around the zone and help them leave safely. “Leave! Run!” I scream and push them down an empty street. “Run while you still can!”