Novel & Cerita Commander Wolffe

Zaric growled at the commander, shaking his head disappointedly as he remembered all those empty claims he used to hear by that same man. "Who are you? How do you know about Vulcan? Are you one of the loyal guards Vulcan had?" Asked the commander in a confused tone. The commander was starting to get angry as he heard the name he hated the most. He thought there was no one alive in this world to speak that bake in front of him ever again.

I didn’t speak, and neither did they. We all knew what this was. A trap. I only hoped Alden would bite. And gods above, I hoped Leo wasn’t wrong. We didn’t ride far before a whistle cut through the air. My heart stilled. The horses reared. Our convoy halted. From the trees, wolves emerged—four of them, cloaked and silent. The lead figure stepped forward, tall and broad-shouldered, with a blade glinting at his side. Commander Alden.

I glared at Commander Walter, giving him a meaningful stare. He sighed and nodded. "Pardon us, Commander Rachelle." He turned at the newly appointed 20th commander, Morris Highgate who just spoke out of nowhere. "Don't stop her. She'll come back in flesh. No need to oppose her, Commander Morris." But Morris just snorted and shook his head but he already stayed silent. I continued attaching the daggers I need with wolfsbane and inserted them into my holster. "Just wait for me to come back here, Commander Morris and you will see that I am more capable than sitting here," I said as I couldn't help but be boastful at him. I turned at General Jose who was silently watching us making arguments. "I

A new wolf added to the ranks recen1tly commented. "You have it right when you say your beta brains can't handle these things. Stick with your strengths, soldier. I need you to find 5 wolves and tell them they are ordered to come to Chambers for a talk. Attendance IS required from Dove, Jisoo, Loki, Zoei, and Cauis. Understood?" Turning his Alpha voice on the soldier ran out of the Chamber like his ass was on fire. "Good help is always hard to find." Chad said to himself, putting his feet up on the Council table, he relaxed a little.

“N-no! Y-you think I will believe that lie?!” What followed brought true fear to the commander. His hanging insides uncontrollably twitched, as he saw the edges of Wulfric’s eyes crinkled and one corner of his lips turned upwards into a vicious smile. A promise of raw brutality. Just because he was never on the receiving end of that viciousness; Ember almost forgot how The Wolf was known for his merciless ways in dealing with his foes. “Enough with the chitchat. I am waiting commander. You better talk now because I am getting impatient. And you know what I do when I get annoyed, right?”

“What?” “The Wolf King… The Wolf King is...” “Impossible. That’s impossible!” “Heaven wants to destroy the Lycantroops and Florence...” The commanders were at a loss, full of despair. Then, they burst into loud wails. It was a scene of sorrow. After an unknown amount of time, Noir glanced at the commanders, his expression heavy with grief and determination. “Commanders, the unfinished tasks of the Wolf King have now fallen to us. We must move forward and carry on the legacy of the Wolf King in this hopeless situation!”

Maybe he thought it would be a waste of manpower helping an already dead pack. “Take two physicians with you and bring the Luna in as you do so. Tell them, Luna Sorrel sent you,” Wolffang pack was two packs away from ours. The war we were currently facing was a territorial war and the packs closest to us were looking to topple us and claim our lands. With the aid—which should have come since, we would be able to maintain our pack and independence. I noticed as Commander Soro looked at me again before leaving. What was that look? Why was he staring at me like that?

Roger should be lucky that I need him so I could find a way to hunt the rogue werewolf who attacked him. That rogue werewolf used to be a part of our pack. He’s in fact, one of our best warriors. His skills are proven and tested. My father was trying to build a stronger army believing that something dangerous and chaotic is about to come his way and he needs every strong warrior to protect the whole pack. Or so that’s how he convinced me to say yes to this mission.

Screaming at the hunters coming toward him with bows and swords. To only hear a voice that made everyone go still. "Stop" Just one command and all the hunters bow down. And that's when Volkan's grey eyes met the dark black ones of the man behind everything. Daniel Black The leader of Hunters stood in front of him. His face emotionless, not caring of the bloodshed of the innocents he just committed in name of ending the werewolf specie, which according to the humans were heartless beasts that are to be eliminated at all cost.

At first, I thought it was another just enemy commander, rallying troops with desperation, but then the air shifted and the roar of her command cut across the field like thunder itself. Warriors stilled, both hers and mine, heads snapping toward her presence. And then she emerged. Yewa. The Wolf Commander. I had heard rumors before, whispers carried through campfires: of a she-wolf who led her pack with the cunning of a tactician and the ferocity of a beast. Many scoffed, dismissing the stories as exaggerations meant to frighten. I myself thought little of them; I had seen countless "fearsome leaders," and most were broken within the hour when pressed by true strategy.