Cap-wolf Marvel Novels & Stories

He looked at me, and for a second, the Alpha pride masked the pain. ​"I can walk," he told me before I could offer an arm. ​"Fine. Don't fall." ​The cutters opened their cargo ramps. Marcus and his Vanguard had brought six massive Wildland wolves—feral beasts they’d captured and broken years ago, easily five feet at the shoulder, covered in thick, white armor-fur. They were the only things durable enough to run through the dead zone without dissolving. ​I mounted the largest male. Kaelen climbed onto the female right next to me, gripping the reins with hands that I could see were shaking. Alaric and Marcus took the lead on the other four, flanked by a dozen of the elite Shadow Legion.

More wolves began to uncoil from the carvings, sliding free of the walls like ink coming loose from paper. Caleb’s voice cracked. “They’re the First Pack. The ones who swore the Oath.” Rowan swore. “Great. Tell them we’re friendly.” Ava took a step forward, mask in hand. The nearest spirit-wolf lowered its head, not in a bow but a threat, breath a cold wind that smelled of snow and iron. Its eyes fixed on the cracked mask, then on her. In the back of her skull a voice hissed: Return what is broken.

Each wolf, with its sleek In the heart of the sanctuary, where the winds whispered secrets and the trees whispered tales, a formidable force emerged. Led by none other than the legendary alpha wolf, Arvandus, the wolf military stood tall and proud, their presence an indomitable shield against any threat that dared to encroach upon their sacred land. Arvandus, with his piercing amber eyes that held the wisdom of countless moons, commanded his loyal pack with an unwavering authority.

] [TITLE AWARDED: URBAN WOLF KING. [EFFECT: PASSIVELY INCREASES INFLUENCE AND INTIMIDATION OVER ALL PREDATORS WITHIN YOUR DESIGNATED TERRITORY.] [NEW FUNCTION UNLOCKED: WOLF PACK SUMMONS.] [DESCRIPTION: YOU CAN NOW SENSE AND MARK THE LOCATION OF ALL UNSWORN WEREWOLVES WITHIN YOUR TERRITORY. YOU MAY ISSUE A SUMMONS. OBEDIENCE IS NOT GUARANTEED, BUT DEFIANCE WILL BE NOTED.]

He was sizing up the American wolves, his head defiantly high, he was the ultimate King of the werewolves after all. “You have a rogue accompanying you today?” his question was simply that, however I saw the other two wolves drop their heads submissively, not really wanting to enlighten the situation or association with the captain, and honestly this intrigued me. Boldly, and courageously, the rogue Capitan took a step forward and extended his hand to the King. “Captain Ryder Reed, US Marines, at your service, your majesty.” Alpha Ethan accepted his hand, as the young man cordially bowed over his hand. Ethan raised his eyebrows and I saw his thick mustache twitch.

Garrick pointed out. “It will work.” “It will not work if you don’t accept that you are an Alpha. Until you do—“ Marx roared again, cutting Garrick off. Ava figured instead of ringing his ears would be numb by now. “Do you want your wolf back or not?” Marx challenged. He was getting ready to roar at Garrick again.

Marvel Hayes has one rule: never let an alpha control him. As a Pure Omega and the CEO of Hayes Biotech, Marvel has spent his entire life fighting the society that treats omegas as nothing but breeders. He wants nothing to do with child birth so he created a secret serum, designed to permanently destroy his regenerative womb, the key to his freedom and he is close to success when three alphas enter his life.  Crown Prince Alaric wants an heir and will stop at nothing to claim Marvel as his bride. Kai Harrington, the billionaire tycoon and Marvel's biotech rival, wants control and will destroy everything Marvel has built to get it. And Dmitri Moretti, the gentle stranger Marve

"His name is ALEKSEI MARKOV. Former Spetsnaz who works exclusively for one client." "Who?" "Jovani Hart." The name hit like ice water. "Jovan's brother." "Twin brother that was born with cerebral palsy who spent years in the system after their parents threw him out. Resurfaced five years ago with money and connections nobody can trace." Marcus pulled up another file. "He goes by Vael in business circles. He runs a dozen shell companies, legitimate fronts for less legitimate operations including—" He paused. "—a network of operatives embedded in high-level positions across the city. Corporate espionage. Blackmail. Targeted eliminations when necessary."

“What happens to her now?” “I will take her. Somewhere far from here. Try to help her remember who she was before darkness consumed her. It may be too late. Two centuries of corruption do not wash away easily. But I owe her the attempt.” Mara’s expression hardened. “But make no mistake. If she ever regains even a fraction of her power, if she ever threatens this world again, I will kill her myself.” “Fair enough.” Over the next few days, more wolves arrived at our camp. Word had spread about what happened at Silver Crest. About a Lunar Wolf who could freeze entire battles, who could strip away dark magic, who could show mercy even to her worst enemies.

A flash of silver out of the corner of his eye drew his eyes up to see a slight shimmer in the air before they all disappeared into it, a sword sticking out of his Luna after she jumped in front of an advancing warrior from the crowd. The wolf that impaled the Luna looked just like him! What wolf possesses that skill? The ability to glamor takes a very rare wolf with a specific set of skills. I know only one wolf that has resources like those, Jo, Sir Alpha of the Rogues. That's strike 1... Rex’s uman was frozen in terror, but his wolf acted instinctively, phasing and lunging himself at the upper tier, a black aura radiating from him. "Alpha, stop!" Makai warned. He followed his Alpha's lead