Fenris X Hawke Novels & Stories

I asked, already dreading the answer. “Hawk is dead,” Xander said. “We have to get moving,” Odysseus said urgently. He was addressing Devin, Arya, and Xander, but we all heard it. “I know you grieve the warlock, but the hydra’s heads are already beginning to grow back. We need to be gone.” He was right. We all knew it. But Hawk had been with us since the first battle against the Riding Hoods. Walking away from his body felt wrong.

Oscar asked. "She is Giles Hunter's granddaughter. Our Alpha has scores to settle with her family for killing his mate. You know she is a threat to our kind," someone said, and I began to wonder how delusional they were. They were either smoking something or misinformed because I had no family. "You have been misinformed. She is not a family member of Giles Hunter. Karen is an orphan," Oscar explained, a bit relaxed. "Your desire for her has dulled your senses. Can't you smell her Hunter's blood?" I heard someone say.

Determined. Something stirred within Chloe, battling against the fear that wrapped around her like cutting chains. Whatever it was waking up inside of her reacted to the presence of this male as he dominated the space around them. The winds had cut across his cheeks and nose to leave them pink and flecks of snow clung desperately to the wisps of jet black hair peeking out from under his woollen hat. He looked different in what appeared to be fatigues. There were crisp sharp edges that were almost as deadly as the assault rifle strapped to him. The black of the material seemed to absorb the light around it. He looked deadly and it had Chloe's mouth drying up as a curious thirst wracked her. A

The deafening, metallic boom of Fennigan’s bleeding fists slamming against the impenetrable bunker doors echoed violently through the freezing tree line. The Weaver was physically cowering in the mud, his hands shaking so badly he could barely hold the heavy copper wires of his decryption rig. If Fennigan kept hitting the rusted steel, he was going to completely short-circuit the hacker's fragile tech—or tear his own hands down to the bone. Marcus didn't wait for an order. The stoic, lethal Head Warrior stepped away from his defensive perimeter, his heavy combat boots crunching over the frozen earth. He stepped right up to the massive steel doors, perfectly mirroring Jax on Fennigan's opposi

She was the one cursed. To him, she was just like all the rest, and the one thing Adrienne de Simone had learned was that where a man was concerned she couldn't tolerate being one of all the rest Guilty as the legions who'd fallen before her, she wanted this man called the Hawk. Wanted him with an unreasoning hunger that far surpassed her attraction to the smithy. There'd been something almost frightening about the smithy's eyes. Like Eberhard's. But the Hawk had beautiful dark eyes with flecks of gold dusting them beneath thick sooty lashes. Hawk's eyes hinted at pleasures untold, laugh-ter, and if she wasn't imagining it, some kind of past pain held in careful check.

The captain's voice grew quieter, more strained, as he delivered the blow that made my world tilt sideways, "Only one officer made it back, barely alive, and he said Harris had turned on them, opened fire on his own people like they meant nothing to him." I was speechless, staring at Hawke while a thousand thoughts swirled through my head like a tornado of confusion and disbelief. Nothing made sense, the pieces of information I'd gathered from Cassien and Elias not fitting together with what I was hearing now. Cassien had mentioned that Harris was an apostle, but I still wasn't sure what that meant or why it connected to the massacre of police officers. I was struggling to connect the dots,

🌊🔥 CHAPTER 21🔥🌊 “ Wait….what?...” Maverick asked, confused at Alvara’s exclamation. “ The Fenris Force” Alvara repeated. “ Yeah I heard that” Maverick snapped. “ My question is…what is the Fenris Force?” He asked. “ The Fenris Force possessed by the Fenris Twins” Alvara replied and Maverick’s eyes widened a bit. “ Wait…you mean…Hayden and Hunter?” He questioned to be sure.

His eyelids flutter, revealing slivers of chaotic crimson. He starts to thrash, a snarl building in his throat. "Hush now," I say soothingly. I grab my spare jacket. It's soaked in my sweat and perfume. I ball up the sleeve and, without hesitation, shove it into his growling mouth. "Bite down," I command. The moment the fabric touches his tongue, Fenris freezes. His eyes snap open—hazy, unfocused, but locked onto me. He doesn't spit it out. Instead, he bites down greedily, his jaw working as he sucks the scent from the fabric. He slumps back against the seat, his nose twitching as he inhales the scent of my jacket like it's the strongest drug on earth.

Just the image of her resting peacefully brought a small smile to my face. Yes...she did it for me. "I will, Alpha." With that, I left for my room. I needed to reach the far back of my mind to find this person, this voice...it was still a little foggy. I knew his name was Hawk and also from the Moonbound Pack. If he was Hawk, and I'm Fenrir, which I am so damn I am, then why did I keep having intrusive memories of a face and body like me bearing the name ‘Hawk’ was it because I know possess this body? How did I happen to be in this body?

He held his head to regain his gait, then moved towards me and Derrick menacingly. “ It's useless Gwen, he won't survive.” “Even if he doesn't die by my hand the foxes will take his life when they arrive.” He said viciously. I looked at Mad dog in surprise. I couldn't understand what was playing out before me. “How could you do such a thing, what did Derrick ever do to you?.” I demanded angrily. My emotions were rising. All I could feel was the urge to kill. I was thirsty for blood, I was scared of my own strength. Being a wolf was new to me, my sense were heightened, and I could pick up sounds. I couldn't see clearly what was going on on the other side. The avalanche I had caused barricade