Captain Wolfoo Novels & Stories

“We’ll see how long that fire of yours lasts.” As he reached out to grab me again, a deep growl resonated through the clearing. The leader of the rogues froze, his eyes widening in shock and fury. Out of nowhere, a massive wolf barreled into the clearing, knocking some rogues aside. I immediately recognized the Werewolf. It was the captain of the Storm pack's patrol team.

“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.”

he replied. "So, we'll be taking my private plane and will be at our destination at exactly 1600 hours. Hop on!" he told Isabella. She was shocked to see the superior side of the Captain. He was like giving commands to his troops. "That's what you say to your co-soldiers?" she asked while giggling. "What co-soldiers? There is no such thing." he laughed at her chosen words. "Well basically yes, but I'm more stiffed and I shout most of the time when talking to them. They can't see this soft side of me. It's only for you!" Carter was very naughty. He loves teasing Isabella.

She was telling him the truth. If this thing between them that had blasted out of nowhere like a space capsule and hit them both with the force of a runaway train was to work, then the Volkas would need to accept her. She hated to think what would happen if they didn't. It wasn't only Jamie's misgivings that had to be set to rest. She needed to know if Mike Volka was indeed wolf and which pack he descended from. Settling herself in her chair, she lifted her glass of wine, needing the drink to settle her nerves.

Del fuero as his elephant ears reddened and his glare at me intensified, halatang hindi nagustuhan ito especially that someone who was laughing right now at his expense. "Will you shut your goddamn mouth, Captain Corteza???" Galit na saad nito sabay lingon sa likuran nito, causing the staffs blocking the captain from the view hastily stepped to the side and revealing the laughing captain. Probably they're scared to be pierced by their employer's dagger look. At the sight of the captain, napapatango na lang ako. I can tell that he had the same height with Mr.del fuero's but not with his behaviour for sure. His black hair was slightly wavy and long, but not as long as Allan's shoulder length h

He stood up and walked over to the captain, who was still slumped against the wall, clutching his bruised throat. Baraka crouched down, picking up the broken half of the combat knife from the water. He tossed it into the captain’s lap. "Tell General Nyosi," Baraka said, his voice cold, steady, and entirely human, "that her leashes don't work on me. And if she sends another squad into the dark, I won't hold back the wolf next time." The captain didn't answer. He just stared in absolute, trembling silence as the teenager stood up and turned away.

He stepped forward and shouted angrily, "Who do you think you are? How dare you yell at our captain?" "Captain? What captain?" Fiona was stunned. Max replied angrily, "Open your eyes and see clearly! This is the captain of the special forces, Skywolf!" Victor continued, "He's a recipient of the Medal of Honor, a national hero! How dare a woman like you yell at him?" "What?" Fiona was struck dumb, staring at me wide-eyed. Phillip was also stunned, a flicker of fear in his eyes. Fiona trembled as she said, "No... No way... Timothy is just an ordinary clerk..."

I wrote furiously. I needed to get the information out as soon as possible. The Warriors needed the information. "Rogues are behind Trail Maps! There were 10 or more on the trail. Selling girls to guy named STAN Stan didn't want to come for one girl without a wolf Bosses = Jerk and Twit - I can identify them! Others are Messenger (kicked him - he hit me with shoe), Dumb (slashed him deep), Dirty (bit his dick - slashed him) - I can identify them!!!"

"You'll return to your cell now. You'll give us your word that you'll serve The Covenant faithfully. And in return, we'll call off our agents. Everyone you love gets to live." "I give you my word," I said, the lie bitter on my tongue. The figure reached for me. But before they could touch me, the courtyard exploded into chaos. Wolves burst through the gates. Dozens of them. Led by a massive golden wolf with amber eyes blazing with fury. Owen had found me.

"They weren't coming back from it. Their eyes were black, clawed out, and they didn't speak. They just tore into anything that moved." Liam appeared beside us, his eyebrows furrowing. "That's the third time this month." "Fourth," the captain corrected. "And this time…" He hesitated. This time, they had a scent. Faint, but not of the sea." My eyes narrowed. "What kind of scent?" He swallowed. "Wolf. And something else I couldn't place. But it… It was worth looking into." The image of Eleanor's gray eyes manifested in my mind, unbidden. "You're sure?"