Captain Wolfoo Novels & Stories

The tall one had blonde hair, brown eyes, a bag over his shoulders and daring look while the other had blue hair with blue eyes, his face was cute, like a fallen angel. “That’s Emory and Marsh, Emory is the captain of the hockey team” Xyla whispered in my eyes, it felt like talking about them openly would inquire consequences. I looked over at them, their seat were aligned. Emory sat behind Marsh. A part of the hockey team, I thought about it, seeing them made me excited, I couldn’t wait to apply for the hockey team. “Marsh is the right defenseman” Adele added. I nodded, then she leaned closer.

Fenris had been standing there for hours, staring at nothing, thinking of everything. "You found something," Fenris said without turning around. Nikolai stepped inside. He closed the door behind him. The click of the lock echoed in the silence. "Yes." "Tell me." "The Wolfe heir. We have a name." Fenris turned. His gray eyes were flat, hungry, the eyes of a man who had been hunting for eight years and was tired of coming up empty. "What name?" "Raven. No location. Just a first name that surfaced in an old police report."

Only a dark, twisted kind of amusement. "Miss me, Captain?" he murmured. His voice was a low rasp, barely audible over the screaming fans, but it was enough to make my skin crawl. "Get off me, Volkov," I spat, shoving my glove into his face to create space. My heart was hammering against my ribs, not just from the hit, but from his suffocating presence. He let go, skating backward with a mocking salute, leaving me gasping for air.

Katar, Ben, and Chris were the last three members added to the group (Katar was the elf). Jofrorli was still made captain even though he was the only one out of the eight that had the hardest time trying to learn [Shadow Step]. I was sure it was due to laziness on Moses, who didn't want to correct the mistake of making Jofrorli captain. Plus, the dwarf seemed quite happy being in charge.

Every wolf for themselves- true lab motto. I run full speed and jump over them, jumping in front of her. I push her behind me and bare my teeth, “1005, where the hell have you been!?” she screams. The Shadow beings are nasty creatures. Foam comes from their mouths and their eyes are black and hollow. They smell disgusting and all they want to do is kill and eat. “I couldn’t find any deer. I looked all night, but these fuckers have cleared the forest of them. I didn’t want you three to give me shit so I looked for as long as I could!” I lie.

Just as he was about to lash out, two people walked in. Shaun had no idea who they were, but Ren, who was a master-level powerhouse, was baffled. He went over in a hurry. “Captain Wolke! What brings you here?” Campian smiled. “I’m here to investigate your company’s forest fires.” Ren was shocked. Why would a minor incident like this warrant a personal visit from a captain of Admiralporium? He introduced the man hastily. “Mr. Cash, this is the eighth division captain of Admiralporium’s Squad 13 in Northspring, Campian Wolke.”

Sounded like trouble. The Captain pressed the tablet with his finger for a little while and then faced Wilson again. "Okay! Can you tell me in detail, how you encountered the one-eyed beasts and escaped?" The Captain, requested with a commanding tone. Wilson spent the next hour telling the Captain about the encounter with one-eyed beasts, the gorilla he fought while trying to escape with Jim and the family and how the wolf did not kill him so that he could open the traveling bag for them. The Captain wanted to interrupt many times but kept his questions to himself until after Wilson was done.

A chilling snarl stilled the air around us as the wolf stalked toward me and the captain. "What are you waiting for?" the captain bellowed to the other three. "F*cking kill it!" The wolf dodged a spear from one of the hunters and a swing of a sword from the next with astounding agility. With one powerful jump, the onyx-furred creature landed on one of the men and went straight for his throat. I squeezed my eyes shut from the horrific scene as the screams of the man turned gargled and then silent. The other two men cried out in fear before running from the clearing. The grip on my hair became lax when the captain took up his sword in both hands to defend himself.

Then, a small stream of yellowish liquid flowed from between his legs and quickly formed a puddle on the ground. This prominent mercenary captain in Flandom, who had been arrogant and overbearing just a moment ago, was now frightened to the point of wetting himself! This was the might of the Wolf King! It was not the Arctic Fox’s fault. How could he have expected that the two seemingly ordinary individuals he encountered while he was far away in Flandom would turn out to be the captain of the Wolf King’s private guard and the Wolf King himself? The probability of this happening was infinitesimal.

I tried again, louder. “Hey. I’m Lena Hale from the Northcrest Daily. I need to set up an interview with you for a feature.” Cole finally slowed down and glided over. He stopped right in front of me, still on the ice while I stood on the rubber mats. Up close he was even taller than I thought. His eyes were this crazy light blue, almost gray. Cold. He looked at me like I was wasting his time. I waited. He said nothing. “Good communication skills for a captain,” I said, unable to keep the sarcasm out.