Cap-wolf Marvel Novels & Stories

Ivy whined, clinging onto Vivian's arm. "Ivy, stop being a whiny child! Eve, take him or I will take his dead body back." That seemed to have an effect on them since I haven't been serious for a while. Evelyn quickly dragged Ivy's whining butt and left me alone with Vivian. Things are about to get crazy. A howl interrupted our glaring contest, wolf appearing in front of us with low growls erupting from his deathly bloody mouth. "Uh oh-" I gulped, taking a few steps back but he stared at me with his red piercing eyes. "Hey... wolfie... that I don't the name of- how about you let me go? Huh?"

The rest of the females that he had after the departure of his wife could not give birth to a gifted one! “And what makes you think that a she-wolf gave birth to him?” Mikhail growled as he approached us, his eyes flashing angrily in the direction of the latter. - Don't take me for an idiot! Maroon growled at him. - Not a single human woman was born wolf cubs capable of turnover! Especially those who have preserved the gift of fire!

Michael Whitlock POV; Spirit walkers are powerful among other wolf packs. This is one of the first things that they learn at a young age, and as they grow older it becomes more common. They could destroy entire armies in the blink of an eye and still stand proudly, as if they were never even in the field to begin with. They are not only strong but also smart; they are very well trained and have excellent senses. They can sense a person' location from miles away. There is something else they can do which is much more dangerous to humanoids.

"Special wolves, as I said, possess many abilities. Some have the ability to control elements, read people's thoughts, have telepathy, or mind link with more than two persons…” Chloe turned to Penelope, placing Penelope's hands in hers and squeezing. "Perhaps you don't even know how powerful you are but one day you'd realize it soon." She sent a wink before releasing her palms. "Wow, Penelope would be our superhero? Luna superhero? That's so cool." Nate said, flashing a smile my way but my expression tightened. I didn't like the sound of that. There was no way I was going to ever let Penelope be a superhero. Her life comes first.

"Now you face the wolves of old. Now you face the power of the First Wolves." The beta's face went white. "Impossible. That's impossible. The First Wolves are gone. They're nothing but legend." "Legends have a way of coming true," she said, and she smiled. The battle began.

***Amira's POV Gabriel Kosta, my father's enemy had invaded and attacked, killing my father. If he's smart he'll want to kill me too. I run, heading towards my hidden weapons as I hear the sounds of my pack fighting again. 'No!' I growl though our link. We've already lost most of our fighters. 'You want us to submit?'Beta Kindley asks. I can't let the other continue to die when I don't see a way out myself. Somehow Kosta had turned over a hundred rogue werewolves into a pack. Rogues don't usually have a pack.

It growls loudly, its movements savage and violent as it snaps the heads of the warriors in the blink of an eye. Nana freezes, horrified by the sight. Blood spills across the forest floor and the bodies of the fallen warriors lie motionless. "Who let the monster out of the cage?!" Marco's voice booms in the distance, furious and loud. He shifts into his wolf form—a massive black wolf with glowing red eyes. The red eyes, a rare trait in Alpha generations, show just how dangerous and powerful Marco is. Marco’s wolf lunges at the creature, slamming into the side of its face as it feeds on the last warrior.

I said carefully, and the man’s olive-skinned face broke into an amused smile. “That’s funny, neither do I.” He whispered and the hard edge in his voice told me he wasn't a wolf to be messed with. I had heard tales of Markov the Slayer. A white-haired wolf with the power to wield silver swords and not take any damage himself. A feat that exhausted even the great Fedora. There was no doubt that we would need him out there on the field seeing as the elders had refused to give us more soldiers. “To war and bloodshed then,” My smile was full of teethstopping just short of my cold, hard eyes before I snatched a goblet from the outstretched tray of a servant, raising it in the air as the wolves su

"What's that?" "What's what? Oh, the wolf?"

This had to be the longest I'd spoken since I became human and it was funny that the person who broke my silence was Motty, a true mouther in the making, albeit a smart one although what he was currently saying wasn't an answer to my questions. "One cannot choose. A wolf and a man, or A werewolf. Read the mythologies surrounding those species." He stood up, towering over me and he hazed down at my phone. "And maybe, don't smile at your phone like you're actually chatting with someone. It's G****e, the whole world's information whore. You make the mistake of thinking you're all he has." He winked at me and then turned around, walking back the way he came.