روايات وقصص ضمن Mutate Commander

He turns towards the confused, angry drakaina at his side and, in a sharp, ember-edged command, demands that she give me the antidote. “I apologize, regal one,” he swallows, helping me stand as my muscles relax and I slowly regain control. "My associate is still young. I am Nyxt Lunarius Prime, Commander of this station. It is my own fault that my navigator didn’t recognize you. Don’t worry, she will be properly educated in protocol." Recognize me. As what?

Clearly, he was not a man to be trifled with. Maxine was startled by James’ bold declaration. “Are you really going to do it?” “Yeah.” James nodded while saying, “Someone has to get their hands dirty eventually. I’ve already approached the King. Although he isn’t able to give me much support, he’ll hold a meeting to elect a new commander for the Red Flame Army. If everything goes smoothly, I’ll probably become the Red Flame Army's commander as well as the leader of the Five Commanders. This way even if I kill Mr. Gabriel and trigger a chain event of consequences, I’ll be able to handle them properly.”

My champion was defeated. After a few long minutes of growls and loud cracks of flesh slamming into flesh, the only champions still fighting are the Commanders and Jia's Bronkark. Modok is still surrounded by other injured or unconscious Champions, but he has at least sat back up on his own. The Commanders from Cok are fighting against Commander Burk and Captain Nole as a team, but I have a hard time focusing on them. Modok is my main focus even though he hasn't looked my way. He seems ashamed of his loss, and I get it. When a stupid mistake ends your brilliant work it can be very frustrating.

one General barked. "She’s a liability. Her bond is fractured!" "She’s a mother, not a warrior." I stood. "I was a warrior before I was a Luna. I’ll be a commander now. Anyone who questions it can challenge me." Silence. Lycan Xander smirked. "Then it’s settled. Reya Mooncrest, Commander of the Northern Vanguard." My wolf howled. Pearl tucked Luis into bed. Then it happened. My vision spun. Pain lanced through my chest like silver fire. My knees hit stone. My wolf screamed.

Marcus spun gracefully, knives flashing, deflecting attacks while striking in perfect rhythm, and the ally moved like a ghost, anticipating every movement, neutralizing threats before they could strike. Adrian felt the Commander’s presence like a weight pressing on his mind. Her whispers slithered through his thoughts, venomous and insidious: You can not win. You can not save her. She will belong to me. He shook his head violently, forcing the intrusion aside. Not today. Not now. Not ever.

She resolved and looked away. And It was only then that her words sank in. Did she just fucking say that the Dwarf Commander has abilities? As in magic? I drove my gaze to the Dwarf Commander and in that instance, I saw the proof I needed. The Dwarf Commander was seated on his Dwarf throne and before him knelt a Rogue werewolf who was bound in chains. The Werewolf didn’t look like one of the Rogues. He looked more like a Pack warrior who had been captured. The Dwarf commander had his left hand placed on the Werewolf’s forehead and he was mouthing things that were inaudible while the Werewolf just glared at him. A few seconds later, the Werewolf dropped limply to the, dried up like a scorched

"It is ceremonial armor, girl. It represents the sun of the Amber Pack. And it is Commander to you." "Commander?" Runa laughed, a wild, barking sound. She suddenly shifted—mid-stride—into a lean, muscular wolf and nipped at his horse’s heels before shifting back into a woman and vaulting over a bush. "You’re awfully stiff, Commander. You need a run in the Deep Woods. I bet I could out-hunt you with one hand tied behind my back." Damon finally looked at her, his golden eyes flashing with a mix of irritation and a very reluctant spark of interest. "You are a menace. Does your father know you’re harassing the leadership?"

Nice one Tyson. “He didn’t touch me,” I reassure Marcus, before turning my attention to Tyson. “And that wasn’t his fault. When someone is turned into a mutolupus they are physically bound to their maker. It’s stronger than an Alpha command because the Alpha’s DNA now runs through their veins. They cannot disobey an order from their Alpha. So if he was ordered to kill me, then that’s all he can focus on until I’m dead, the command is removed, or the Alpha who made him dies,” I explain. Marcus’s hold on me tightens as he sucks in a breath. “So what happens now?” Marcus asks.

he said, ready to tear everywhere. "Commander! You know what to do," I said and halted backwards for the armies to fight. The commander targets the whole armies at once while I target Alpha Darius who can take down all my armies at once. Leaping forward hurriedly, I got to him with definite speed, "Alpha Darius… leave my armies alone and battle me," I said with full confidence. "You know you are not strong enough to face my sword… give up before I kill you and rule over your pack," he fired.

She had been corrupted by evil, and now she could control the very oceans themselves, creating tsunamis and whirlpools at will. Julius, the Third Commander, was an ex-Alpha from the Wolfsbane Clan. He could summon lightning bolts that could split the sky and incinerate anything in their path. Dray, the Fourth Commander, was a shadow hunter from the Shadow Hunter Clan. He could manipulate the shadows to his will, appearing and disappearing without a trace and creating illusions that could deceive even the most perceptive minds.