Fox X Falco Novels & Stories

Four stayed in front focusing on Oliver. “Not as strong, Maybe I can take two of them.” I caught a slight hint of a smile, “They’re coming-” Jumping forward he shifted midair landing as a red wolf just a head shorter than Elias. He snapped his muzzle in the air threatening them with a snarl that sounded like gravel. “Fuck,” I looked back at the two wolves and realized I may have to shift too. I was far faster as a fox. I took off my bag and threw it at one of the wolves before jumping backward allowing the shift to take over.

' Falco mumbled inside his head, 'Come, 'Raging gluttony'! His eyes turned yellow, biceps tensed up. A medieval axe manifested inside his hand. He took a breath and looked in front. The Horde had gotten so large, he couldn't even see past them. They kept coming as if there was no end. Yet, he stood his ground. Four Malaka jumped towards him. Falco immediately jumped up and kicked one of the fiends in the head. However, Falco felt as if he had kicked a burning steel. The beast got stunned from the impact, but he shrieked inhumanly. The Malaka got angrier and jumped on him again, but this time Falco dodge and rushed towards his axe towards the others.

He wanted the member’s trust to shake in Aldo, and also he wants to plant a seed of betrayal against Aldo in their minds – and his plan was starting to work, as every eye in the room was fixed on Aldo – waiting for him to answer. Aldo opened his mouth to answer, but before he could reply – Felix jumped in. “Let’s invite your daughter to the Gala next weekend.” He saved and trapped Aldo at the same time. Felix kept the sides open for himself. He wants to get rid of Aldo, but he also knows that it isn't easy to get rid of someone like Aldo Bianchi – he is not just a man, but an establishment therefore he doesn’t want him to go it against Felix – in case Aldo wins. He protected himself there.

"I had Hunter tailing him to make sure he wasn't up to no good. Hunter is the one who informed me before going to the meeting." "Which one of them was it?" He asked nervously. I suck on my teeth while dreading answering his question. He searches my eyes as the panic starts to settle in. "Falco?" "I'm afraid so," I mumble. He shakes his head quickly as he starts to pace back and forth. "It doesn't make any sense, Dex. Falco is loyal to me 100%. He would never make a move like this unless he talked to me about it first and got my approval. He didn't do it without reason."

Chapter 36 Foxy’s POV I’m no longer Sam. I feel it so clearly as we walk to the table where Alpha Blair and my old friend Micki are waiting. Sam would never betray Micki by hooking up with her fiancé behind her back. Shit. What was I thinking? I didn’t know that was for sure. And, of course, the Alpha didn’t resist me either. If not, he welcomed my advances. I’m Foxy, and that will never change. I won’t dwell on the past anymore. I will continue my journey to my independence, but I need to be wise regarding what the Alpha can do for me. I need my wolves. It doesn’t matter how great Ace is; he can’t make me completely whole. I need more.

It's so unnecessary, but whatever, I'll oblige his ego this once. "Looks like we didn't chase you off fully." The wolf is all jokes, huh? He chuckles like it's one, but we all know he isn't joking at all. I shrug. "I'm like a cat. I got nine lives." "Aren't you a fox though?" Misty asks. Yes, Capt. Obvious, I'm indeed a fox. My sarcastic remark is on the tip of my tongue when Maverick pierces me with a warning look. I swallow down those words regrettably. I take a deep breath like Maverick did and then I release it.

He tried to keep his distance but the Angel launched a barrage of attacks on him. Every time he tried to follow the gestures, the strike made no sense to him whatsoever. Falco started to feel left out since he couldn't perform as well as Colt and Rain. A sense of disappointment began to creep in until he took a peek in Creed direction. "Huh!!!" Falco jerked his neck, when he noticed something extremely weird. His eyes landed on Creed's lips which kept moving uncontrollably. The jitter in his lower jaw, trembling of his tongue and overly perceptive movement of his eyeballs freaked out Falco way too much.

Everyone sighs deeply in relief when I hear the wheels screeching on the asphalt, indicating that they’re gone. Beware of the Fox? These four words are keep playing on my mind even Francois is long gone. Fox? FOX Fuck! François Oscar Xavier. François Oscar Xavier is the Fox.

"Fuck off, Luke." At that moment, Connor had entered the kitchen as well, going to stand beside me. I turned, smiling up at Connor and gulping down my drink. Connor quickly grabbed it out of my hand, bringing it up to his nose to smell it. He cringed the slightest. "Really, we're already on liquor?" Luke shrugged from the other side of the kitchen, "Just helping everyone feel better." ****