Lieutenant Commander Worf Novels & Stories

He threw the heavy iron bolt back, swinging the massive oak door open with a violent, controlled swing. Standing in the foggy corridor outside were three massive figures. At the front was Commander Vard, Magnus’s personal uypaspistis—a scarred, silver-furred enforcer whose loyalty to the Alpha Prime was legendary and absolute. Behind him stood two elite enforcers from the Sector Four guard detail, their heavy assault rifles held at low-ready positions, their faces hidden behind dark, polarized tactical visors. The scent of copper, ozone, and old blood rolled off them, instantly fouling the air of Jake’s quarters.

Focus, I reminded myself. We all immediately stood at attention after they all walked in, waiting for instructions. Now I was looking away and staring at the other commanders, three of them were familiar as they had given us special lectures before while the fourth one was completely strange. He was very young looking like Jonathan, but he looked the exact opposite. Blond hair and lean body, like a surfer. His eyes were grey and he was freakishly tall. He had the same hard edge all wolf commanders did. But he didn't scare me.

James was deep in thought while sitting in his office chair when the voice interrupted his thoughts. He raised his head and saw the captain of the Wolf Vanguard Team. James knew about the Wolf Vanguard Team. They were a small special unit within the Red Flame Army with about three hundred soldiers. Despite the lack of numbers, they were all great soldiers with strong combat capabilities and had been on countless dangerous missions. The captain’s name was Raelynn Loera. Her codename was Sky Wolf. She was a five-moon badge general and would be a one-star general if promoted. “Mhm.” James nodded and said, “Put it there.”

"The Sovereign. The one who wiped out Node 02 and the Needle Watchtower." "I am Audrey," I corrected calmly, pulling up a secondary chair and sitting down directly across from him. "And you are Commander Voss of Vanguard Nine. You brought two hundred men and four light tanks into my valley, Commander. Now, your armor is buried, your troops are scattered or dead, and you are sitting in my dungeon."

Serena replied. "Hahaha! So it's you, Miss Lloyd!" Upon hearing this, the man's flippant voice burst into laughter. "When I was in South City a couple of days ago, I wanted to invite you to dinner, but you didn't have time to come out. "So, what's made you suddenly reach out to me today?" The man Serena called Mister Welford was Kenton Welford, a mid-level officer in the Western Military Region. Although his military rank was not high, Kenton held considerable status in the army, and the reason was simple—his father was a general in the Western Military Region!

He must have decided to shift and search like the men he’d given orders to, because he chose that moment to reach down and tug the hem of his shirt over his head. Had Isabella been in human form, she would have had to stifle a gasp. The spine and musculature he revealed were rippled with sinew, but the scars were what stole her breath. Even in the dim glow of the moonlight, her wolf eyes allowed her to see. The commander’s body was a history of battles won and lost, wars waged on behalf of a supernatural empire. And then he turned around and Isabella’s breath caught. He wasn’t any commander. He was the commander. In an instant, she recognized exactly who he was. This cowboy wolf was none oth

Captain Welton clears his throat, "So, I guess you two already know First Lieutenant Wendell here. He is the second commander of our team, he specializes in deadly combat and computers. He was the one who does all our investigations through the system, he was also the one who wiped out the footages where Dr. Hawl was caught sneaking in the basement." Heat creeps up through my cheeks as I remember that night and the scene where my cleavage was on full expose. I am thankful that the light coming from Lieutenant Stone's laptop is not enough to show my tinted cheeks. "First Lieutenant Stone is my lookout whenever I roam around the facility to investigate."

The man finally looked at me and smiled brightly. "Forgive us, Alpha," he said to Io while he stared at me unabashedly. "We did not know of the circumstances." He then tore his gaze away from mine and moved his head to whisper into Io's ear. Io placed a hand on his shoulder. "That will be quite alright. She does not need protection, but thank you just the same, Commander. Although, I would like to ask that this remain confidential...for her safety," Io said. "Kiaria, I would like you to meet a commander of the Wolf Police. This is Commander Oliver Harris. Oliver, my soon to be Luna, Kiaria Wright."

He said sarcastically: "You thought that when you informed the police and the army when you found out that werewolves were living here, our commander had complete confidence in your word. Can a girl with weak legs and arms kill a werewolf this big? That's ridiculous! It all ends here." "Fuck up! What a dullard!" Barton shouted, "You think the commander kept her just to make a doll? It's because she's also a werewolf. If you don't listen to me, you'll regret it! Until I find the werewolf, you won't be the captain anymore."

POV: Xavier I stared at the holographic map of Earth, watching the red line that marked the Void's boundary. Thirty percent of the planet is gone. Frozen now, thanks to Theo, but not forever. One year. That's what we had. "Supreme Commander, the Australian delegation is waiting," Lieutenant Chen said from the doorway. Supreme Commander. The title still felt wrong. I was just a wolf who'd wanted to protect his pack. Now I commanded armies from every nation, every species, every faction that had once wanted to destroy each other.