Lieutenant Commander Worf Novels & Stories

I move to grab my bag from the pile the driver is unloading and sling it over my shoulder. Then I stand with the others, waiting for our next orders. Commander Grady climbs off the other bus and I expect him to give us instructions, but he’s sorting his bag and fiddling with his phone, apparently oblivious to the fact we’re all standing around wondering what the hell we’re meant to do. Just then, a door in the wall closest to us opens and three warriors walk out. Two massive men, flanking a tall woman. We all snap to attention. “Good evening. Welcome to FOSF. I am Colonel Arkwright, Chief Operating Officer of this base. This is Commander Highlander, and Commander Wentworth.”

He looked like he was about to shatter into bone and gristle. "Don't let go." "Ignition sequence is locked," Wolfy cursed. His fingers flew over the manual override console. The sound was a frantic, plastic clicking. "It requires a biometric key I do not have." "Bypass it!" Barzil roared. The Commander stood at the rear ramp, his legs braced wide. He was firing Neoma’s kinetic pistol. Each shot was a blunt, heavy impact that kicked back into his shoulder. The air in the bay smelled of burnt propellant and hot metal.

Countless gazes swiveled toward Sean at that thought. Under the intense scrutiny of the crowd, the deputy commanders of the army and navy approached Sean with the utmost respect. As they advanced, their loud voices resonated in everyone's hearts. "Deputy Commander of the marine corps, Wilson Gaines, reporting for duty under Mr. Lakeworth's command!" "Deputy Commander of the navy, Leo Travis, reporting for duty under Mr. Lakeworth's command!" Shock rippled through everyone. The Xenos family members stood dumbfounded.

The commander dismounted, he removed his helmet, revealing a stern man perhaps in his early forties with streaks of silver through his dark hair. His sharp eyes swept over the three of us. “You fought well.” None of us answered immediately. He looked at our camp and then back at us. “You aren’t from this territory.” It wasn’t a question. Caelum stepped forward cautiously. “No.” The commander nodded once.n“I thought as much.” He glanced toward the forest where the wolves had disappeared “You’re fortunate.” Aria frowned.“Fortunate?” He looked back at us, his expression unreadable. “Those weren’t ordinary wild wolves.”

Wax and Lori were trying to open the trap but it was silver and had wolfsbane poision in it. Out of the bushes behind us someone come out and grabbed Lori, wax got up and was shoot in the neck with a arrow with wolfsbane in it. I could smell it from a mile away. Lori was screaming trying to get free but the dick holding her was not letting up. Xander- why betray us? Wolf- chef beta ? Really? Xander- John, you know why. John- jeah well look at me now? I am commander of my own army. And I am here to make you suffer !.. orders were to take her alive but I won't do that, I want you to watch her bleed to death and know it is your fault she is dying.

Howl Wolf Thor Evans is the horn keeper of the Vanara pack and second-in-command of the wolves. He supports Alpha Lowell no matter what, except in two situations: when he is breaking horns or making incredibly bad decisions that bring harm to the Vanara Pack. Other than this, he is always ready to sacrifice his life for Alpha Lowell. He has a reputation for being a man who doesn't like to get angry or upset easily, and yet he can be very hard-headed when he needs to be.

"Sure. Come on in." Once settled in the living room, Leia, known for her straightforwardness, got right to the point. "The Wolfie troops aren't just any military unit—they're meant for a Warlord. While your promotion to Warlady is certain, wouldn't you prefer real authority rather than just a title?" Xena frowned. "Are you suggesting there are rebels within the Wolfie troops?" Leia shook her head. "It's not quite that simple. These troops from headquarters aren't truly disloyal. The difference lies in how they follow orders. Do they think strategically about accomplishing the mission, or do they just go through the motions?

"Continue." Captain Mira nodded. "Hostile engagement followed." She summarized the subway battle. The temporary shelter inside the pharmacy. The rooftop encounter. The unknown creatures. The mysterious retreat. She omitted nothing. When she finished, silence lingered throughout the chamber. Commander Aldren finally spoke. "Lieutenant Ward." Sera stood. "You requested reinforcements despite receiving retreat orders." "Yes, sir." "Why?" She answered without hesitation. "Because we found the target we've hunted for over a century."

Hundreds of Omegas, elders, and wounded warriors who had stayed behind stood in absolute silence, their eyes darting from the captured supply wagons to the lone, bound figure dragged at the rear of our column. It was the Vanguard Commander. His once-glistening silver armor was dented, caked in drying black clay, and stripped of all royal insignia. His hands were bound tightly behind his back with thick, rough hemp rope, his head hanging low as Beta Vance violently shoved him forward onto the cold stone flagstones. The commander hit his knees with a heavy, metallic clank, his breathing ragged and shallow as he stared down at the dirt, refusing to meet the gaze of the wolves he had been sent t

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