Captain America Winter Soldier Steve Rogers Mga Nobela at Kwento

“I vow to you, the Seneca-Cayuga pack, to lead you all to the best of my abilities and keep you all safe for as long as I am your Alpha. Know that you may come to me with anything and I will always try to do what is best in every situation.” Colin takes the ring and places it on my finger. “I Colin Winter take you Elenor Miner to be my wife, and my Luna until the day the Goddess takes us from this life.” He kisses my hand while keeping eye contact. I take a deep breath again begin my own speech.

Chapter 5 6 am Her alarm clock was buzzing and Captain Carter was the first one who got up. He stared at her while sleeping and he felt how lucky he is to have someone beside her now. She is the most important to him besides his family right now and he will do everything to make her happy. She wakes her up knowing that she needs to go to her shoot for The Good Doctors. He rubs her knows and kisses her a lot of times for her to get up. When she was finally awake she hugged and kissed him in a very passionate way.

"Means not everyone is here for the glory. Some are tools. Useful for a season then replaced. Volkov has connections back home that make people nervous. Powerful people. The kind who do not like loose ends." I gripped my knife tighter. "You telling me to stay away from him?" Christian met my eyes straight on. "I am telling you the smart captain protects what matters. The team. His future. His name. Ryder is a legacy. Do not let some Russian with a death wish drag it through the mud. Or worse." The air felt thicker. I pushed my plate aside half eaten. "Worse how?"

He was tall around 6’2 and his brunette hair and hairstyle reminded me someone who unwontedly barged in my life. Maybe it’s him….. My curiosity got best out of me and I found myself walking to the man. I with hushed steps walked closer to him. The man was looking at the grave and was unaware of my approaching hushed footsteps. As I was 3 steps away from him he suddenly turned with speed of tornado and a cold metal touched my forehead. My eyes widened. It was him….James Russo….but my eyes didn’t widened on him seeing here but on what was in his hand that he was pointing on my forehead.

I ask because I really want to know. She swallows, "oh no doubt I'm starving, but this," she points the fork to the food, "it's amazing." I smile at her and continue, "there is a title that is right next to mine, but we'll come back to that," she nods and continues eating. "Next is Beta Chris, he's my second in command, he provide support and intell, like the VP of a human company. His mate is Beta Cynthia, my sister. Then there is Gamma Steve and he's mated to Leah and her title is Gamma Leah. So the Beta and Gamma work directly under me. The Gamma is like the head of our Army, he's in charge of warrior training, patrols and guards." She takes a long drink of her water and sits back.

She sipped at her coffee, realizing she had already had half of it and without any cream. "I must be more tired than I thought," she murmured to herself as she poured two servings of creamer and a sugar into the coffee cup. She usually hated the taste of plain, black coffee, but for some reason she hadn't even noticed it. She wondered if the soldier from the records room liked his coffee black. Captain. He had two parallel bars on his uniform. She closed her eyes for a moment, trying to remember what his name tape had said. Blake had taught her to look at ranks and insignias when he had come home from basic. Wolfe. The soldier's name was Captain Wolfe.

With a heavy thud, he collapsed onto the ground, his body unable to carry him any further. Immediately, fellow warriors rushed to Captain Rodgers' aid, their concern evident on their faces. Alpha Xavier, too, hurried to his fallen comrade, his expression a mix of worry and admiration. He knelt beside Captain Rodgers, placing a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "You have shown immense courage and determination, Captain," Alpha Xavier praised, his voice filled with respect. "Rest now, for your strength and resilience have inspired us all."

Arthur POV Another fight won. Another territory secured for Snow Pack. The men in the vehicles behind us were silent, drained from hours of combat, but satisfied. Victory did that. For them, war was something to celebrate. For me, it was just another responsibility checked off the endless list that came with being Alpha. “We won again! The greatest Alpha never disappoints!” I didn’t answer. Words were wasted after war. But then it came. A scent. Faint. Sweet. Wrong. My wolf stirred, restless for the first time in years.

“I’m not exactly a sports person.” “You will be after tonight. The energy is addictive. Hawthorne versus Westfield is always brutal—especially because of the captains. Brad Walker versus Sebastian Hale. Pure rivalry.” I raised an eyebrow. “Sebastian Hale?” “Captain of Westfield. Tall, insanely talented, and actually a decent guy from what I’ve heard not the cocky asshole type like Brad and his crew. The stands go wild whenever he’s on the ice. Total heartthrob material.” She winked. “You’ll see why.”

I watched as James dug through the drawers and picked out a pair of his favorite superhero socks. “Really? Ant-Man and the Hulk?” I asked him quizzically. “Well yeah Dad. They are both very smart and have their doctorates like you Daddy.” He said, and was oddly impressed that he chose two characters that were mostly known for their smarts, rather than their strength. While they were both very strong and capable, they also had prioritized their education.