Commander Wolffe Novels & Stories

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!”

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.

’s all I can hear in the room mom begins to walk over to me with concern in her eyes as I’m fighting back tears I feel a burn come over my eyes flashing red burning brighter mom shouts “ no Jesse stop it you mustn’t challenge your father “ in this moment I haven’t realized that I’ve stood up to him my claws are out my senses are heightened it was only when he brought up Lena my wolf appeared we are bonded Ive claimed her the urge of wanting to protect her consumed me and didn’t help that my heart was hurting how could my parents that I love not love me enough to allow me to be myself . Dad stands over me and grabs me by the neck. I begin to whimper. He says in a commanding voice, “ I am the

Because I need to know what I am planning for. He looks at me steadily. You are the person I am choosing, he says. That is what this is. Everything else is detailed. My phone buzzes on the bed. A message from Dara. Wolfe just crossed into a neutral territory two hours from here. He is not alone. And he is not moving toward Ashen Pack land. He is moving toward us.