Otto From Odd Squad Now Novels & Stories

“Oh my Goddess, yes, we so should.” Otto wanted to run his hand down his face, as his friends would. He doubted that he would be the last wolf to have wondered what had happened to Nora since no one had heard from her. He had a tattoo on his right shoulder, a Moon Lotus flower. He had it done two years after he couldn’t find her; he had noticed she used to draw them in the margin of her notebooks. He asked her once what it was for she told him it was a pack tradtion it was to allow the Goddess to see that these who marked their work with is to see that they had learned her teachings. He had it done to show the Goddess he had learned from his mistakes and the pain that he had caused. Instead,

Were they here to flex their clan’s alliance in front of my recruits? I kept my jaw clamped shut, maintaining my professional guard as I led the audit team through our armory layouts. Following the physical inspection, the seven or eight delegates from the media network took their places in the front row of the elevated observation deck, waiting for my squad's live combat demonstration. Backstage in the prep room, while running a whetstone down the edge of my primary alloy blade, I heard two junior scouts whispering frantically near the weapon lockers. "Did you see the heavy enforcer walking behind the Okafor liaison?" one scout muttered, her pulse elevated. "The scars on his shoulders are m

Two elders abstained from voting, trying to be neutral. “99.8% against my lovely father.” Tessa read out the results. “Seems he isn't all that likeable.” She grinned at him. “Then it's settled. Elder Tarus would be the new Chief council elder as the former Chief council elder had been stripped from his position for abhoring the thoughts of a coup against his alpha.” Zeke stated.

Not until Liam spoke. “The contractor is here.” I snapped around, and there he was. With long confident strides, Jeff approached us. Tall guy with broad shoulders. Brown haired, paired with soft blue eyes that didn’t match his rugged frame. Something soft clung to him, making it hard to categorize. I couldn’t tell if he was an Alpha, a beta, or an omega. But I couldn’t ask. That was rude. We shook hands. Jeff turned to Liam. “I heard you saying this place can’t be safe,” he said, before flashing a grin. “It definitely can.”

"That is complete bullshit she is mine mate." "They are also claiming that the future alpha of the Silver Moon pack is her fated mate and you took her from him." I was starting to get really pissed off right now as I can't seem to get a break from the drama. "So what are your take on this as you give me information that I needed to get under control." "I want to help you. I know that a war is coming your way and I simply want to give you a helping hand. It's the right thing to do knowing that Karla is related to my male beta."

His jaw dropped, eyes wide in disbelief. Zarsuelo was accompanied by four of Lyndon’s classmates, his online gaming team. “How did you guys meet him?” Lyndon asked, stuttering. “I went to your school and asked them to come with me. They are your team, and I told them I am MZ.” Zarsuelo explained. “Why did you tell them?” Lyndon began. “Don’t worry about it. Your friends are my friends too, and we agreed they wouldn’t tell anyone.” Zarsuelo interrupted.

I'm in. Weirdo: But I just wanna eat. Oppa: Jack, you better get your ass over to Jess's place before I drag it there. Weirdo: Fine, fine, Jeez, no need to get your pants in a knot grandpa. Oppa: Jack Vincent Tucker. What did you just call me?. Weirdo: Uh Oh, see you soon Jess, I'm out. Weirdo logged out. Val: Jack's yelling, we'll see you guys soon.

"We’re brothers, right? I’ll keep any secret you tell me. Even if my mommy beats me, I’ll keep quiet. Look, my butt’s all bruised from her!" Oasis pulled down his pants to show Joxan, his swollen backside making Joxan pause for a moment, his heart tightening. "Your mom beat you?" Oasis winced a little but still managed a smile. "Yeah, it hurts, but I’m tough, see? This is my superpower! If I were a superhero, I’d be called... what, Jo?" Joxan smirked despite the awkwardness, "Captain Butt-kicked." Oasis beamed. "Yes! That’s me, Captain Butt-kicked! I’m my father’s son, here to save the day!" Oasis gave a theatrical gesture, still holding onto Joxan’s arm.

he inquired, feeling distinctly out of place. She drew closer to him, her gaze darting left and right. "Oakwood. I believe Cathy's father rules over this territory." Rowan tucked this information away for future reference. The air was thick with a nauseating mix of blood, decaying meat, sweat, and vomit. He held his breath, casting a glance at Hailey, whose face remained impassive, her eyes betraying no surprise or disgust. A woman clad in scant clothing, her breasts nearly spilling out of her bodice, cooed at Hailey, mistaking her for a man.