Howl Jenkins Novels & Stories

"So I'm expected to sit here and do nothing when there's every possibility that Ariana is being tortured right now in Maple Street? We have a location already! Dammit!" I was angry and frustrated. This was taking forever. Just then, Jenkins came in to announce someone. "There's a Dr. Joshua at the door for you Mr Stone", he said.

I told the driver to park and forwarded our current location so Jenkins and the team could find us without delay. Jenkins is the head of the mercenary unit I hired the moment I realized someone was trying to kill me. They lived in my house disguised as domestic staff, guards, cooks, and cleaners, and kept an eye on every corner without anyone knowing. Only Richard knew about them. It wasn’t safe to trust anyone else. Now it was time to find out who was behind that accident and why.

"Kenny and his boys are pinned down due to gunfire." "Well if it's a fight they want," said Rooster all in for a battle after harboring such aggression. The Howler M.C. had been long-standing enemies of The Canyon Creek Coyote M.C. and as their mutual club names would imply, they were downright mortal enemies. Howler M.C. however had been the only shapeshifting faction thus far, but they had hated The Canyon Creek Coyotes just the same. It was Howler M.C.'s tradition to refer to the so-called badasses of the canyon as "Zygotes".

He said and they all cheered happily. “I think you should start with yourself; you know…” Marcus suggested “Okay, sounds good. My name is Asher Stoneclaw. I am a fearless and skilled male hunter, I excel in tracking and capturing prey for the pack. My loyalty to Alpha Marcus is unwavering, and my presence instills confidence in my fellow pack members.” He said and I smiled. “Wow…” “Yep, this girl over here is Elara Swiftclaw.” He said as he pointed at the second girl that spoke after lily.

I will. The betrayal is raw, but it is mine. It is mine. I am Mara Wolfe. I am. I am.

Loudor. "Impossible, Mommy... Maybe there are some who haven't been killed by daddy and his team before." Miss Divine came and sat on the couch too, "I haven't been able to follow the scent anymore. It's like it was deliberately left in the middle of the river. It just disappeared. I nearly lost my way," she is still panting and catching up her breath. "The rogues we caught earlier in Pazville have spider tattoos on their right necks..." Cornell declared.

Before he could open his mouth to talk, Mrs jenkins beat him to it. “It’s ready.” She replied as she walked towards the stairs. Mr Jenkins followed suit, leaving Zachariah with raised eyebrows. Did he say something wrong? They walked into the room where Alston was, Mr Jenkins bringing a bowl of water in while Mrs Jenkins took some of the substance and placed it on his lips. Signaling to Zachariah who came forward and parted Alston's lips, she shoved it deeper into his mouth, placing it on his tongue and beneath it before removing her hand.

Ethan blurted out in deep thought. “How do I go about investigating Jenkins? It feels wrong”

They reached a wide chamber lit with candles and filled with the low hum of voices chanting in a language Riley couldn’t understand. A tall figure emerged from the shadows. Ezekiel Wolfe. He looked nothing like Jaxon—older, scruffier, with wild gray hair and robes made from stitched denim and feathers. “Blood of my blood,” he intoned, bowing his head. “You have returned.” Jaxon stepped forward. “I need information.” Ezekiel grinned. “Of course you do. That’s all you young wolves ever want. You demand knowledge without earning it.” “This is different,” Riley said. “It’s about Lazarus.”

The family nods in agreement. I spent the next day with Jen trying to help her get to feeling better enough to help with the research. I just want us to find the information needed so Jen doesn't have to go through that again. Friday rolls around and Jen decides that she is ready to get things going. Moma Rose and I are with her in her room as she gets up to get dressed when the vision hits her again, this time, she is thrown to her bed where she starts to convulse.