Commander Wolffe Novels & Stories

"That was only because I was willing to uplift you. Without my blessing, you are less than stray dogs." "Worthy of me? You?" I stopped in front of them, using the tip of my boot to lift Alexander's chin, staring into his trembling pupils. "Look around you." They strained to move their eyes. To their shock, they realized that the massive plaza was filled with thousands of powerful wolf warriors. And among them, half were members of the Silver Moon Pack! "Beta Mark?" Alexander gasped, seeing his former subordinate standing in the front row, wearing armor made of enchanted ice.

Despite the overwhelming odds, he refused to yield. "Deploy the Sea of Human Technique!" White Wolf commanded, his voice tinged with madness. "We'll finish off Alexander!"

a terrible price. So listen to the wulfen story and find out why. Back when Russ first came to Fenris to recruit his warriors, there was a Jarl named Wulfen. He was a mighty, fallen, strong man, proud of his power. He was a man skilled in the art of war above all else, and he was only defeated once in his life, and that was by Russ, who humiliated him in front of all his people , but when he saw a worthy warrior, he spared him. and offered him a place among his warriors. Russ spoke to the Fenris gathering and told them about his plan. He offered them power and a vast span of years if they would follow him to wage war between the stars. They roared their approval and hailed Russ as their lea

“ A high commander whose wolf rejects his Luna, this is an omen sire , a bad one.” I exhaled slowly, the sound nearly lost in the noise of the hall. This case was proving to be far more difficult than I expected. “No, all is not lost.” He stopped moving as he let the words sink in. Then I added quietly. “This is useful information,now I know what I'm dealing with.” Only then did my gaze move back to the Collins. To the girl curled in on herself, shaking like a discarded, broken and humiliated, useless. “A high commander's wolf does not reject without cause,” I murmured more to myself than him trying to solve the puzzle I'm presented with.

Howl Wolf Thor Evans is the horn keeper of the Vanara pack and second-in-command of the wolves. He supports Alpha Lowell no matter what, except in two situations: when he is breaking horns or making incredibly bad decisions that bring harm to the Vanara Pack. Other than this, he is always ready to sacrifice his life for Alpha Lowell. He has a reputation for being a man who doesn't like to get angry or upset easily, and yet he can be very hard-headed when he needs to be.

my wolf heaves in relief- he to is tensed up like me “Does anyone need water…?” I tried to buy time again “Keep your damn water to yourself! You careless wolf!” Commander Darren attacks me with dangerous glares "Okay okay,” I say, keeping my voice steady despite my relief, still hoping that they do not smell Alora here. "Shall we move on to the next section?" I shuffle some papers on my desk, making sure to disorganise them just enough to waste more precious time when they're needed later.

I didn’t take his eyes off the man. “That wasn’t a suggestion.” A pause. Then, softer— “Please.” That did it. She shifted—just slightly—but enough. The man noticed. Of course he did. “Interesting,” he said. “You ask her? But not command her?” I remained silent. I wouldn't play his game. I refused to be the first to yield, to give him any advantage. DANNI I hated how calm he was. Hated how the room seemed to bend around him. Hated how the white wolf—my wolf—wasn’t charging forward.

But right now, he didn't understand how fearless this man seated beside him was acting, like he wasn’t worried about the lives of his family out there. “Yet, you weren’t able to get the reason why Lucifer raised a whole packhouse?” Governor Wilson asked. This time the smile on the commander's face died down. “I’m sorry sir..” He tried to speak. “It’s okay.” Governor Wilson raised his hand up and silenced him halfway, before turning to face the man that stayed besides him, the werewolf that was brave enough to have an audience with him.

The leading rider stated “I strangely do not recognize you, but you're in the chief commander's amor. What happened to sir Lugar?” I asked “Pardon me for not introducing myself earlier, I am Wolfe, the chief commander of the king's army. And for sure Lugar, let's just say he retired early.” He said and chuckled. The situation was still confusing, but there wasn't time to waste. “I do not see your king, is he in his fancy room whilst your men risk their lives?” I asked mockingly.

His presence filled the room. Slowly he turned to her. Her breath caught. He looked like a Greek lone god. Just standing there in all his glory,tall and dark and brooding.He held a wine glass in his hand slipping slowly. He looked so dark and dangerous just standing there and she swallowed. And she knew ,just by looking at him– really looking at him– that all the rumors about Adrian Wolfe being cold and ruthless and using any means to get what he wants was true. This was a man in control. A man used to command.