Piltover Enforcer Vi Novels & Stories

MIA'S POV The Enforcer was bigger than any we'd faced before. Twenty feet of armored death machine, its body covered in plates that looked like they'd been forged from nightmares and bad decisions. Its eyes glowed that sickly blue color I'd come to associate with administrator technology, cold, calculated, and completely without mercy. "TARGETS IDENTIFIED," it announced in a voice that was more mechanical screech than words. "MIA D'LORNE. BREE DEBOIS. CAPTURE PROTOCOLS AUTHORIZED. LETHAL FORCE APPROVED."

The Enforcer’s muscles bunched, his hand twitching as if he were ready to claw the insults right out of her throat. I blocked his path again, my voice firm. "Return to the driver's seat. I’ll settle this with a final word." The Enforcer shot a lethal, predatory glare at Denise—a silent warning that if she breathed too heavily on me, she wouldn't see the next moon. Denise felt the icy shiver of a low-ranking wolf facing an Apex, but she forced herself to stand tall. Now that Savannah was gone, she had to endure. It was the only way she could ever hope to avenge her daughter’s blood.

Pablo shoved Enzo. "He threatened me!" Enzo retorted. "So?! He's just a little boy! He can't do anything to you, not when his girlfriend's life is in danger!" Pablo fired back. "He's only bluffing. There's nothing he can do, so calm the fuck down." "Talk shit to me again and I won't miss next time." Enzo snarled at Vikrant. "Now release him. I'm sure you've not beaten the strength out of him." Pablo ordered. "Let's get this over with."

Today was no different. The air smelled of sweat, testosterone, I almost couldn't take it. I hovered at the entrance, scanning the room, when one of the bodyguards broke away from the group and started walking straight toward me. Arnold Black Russo of all people. Gosh, I'm screwed. He was my father’s strongest and most trusted enforcer, the one man everyone whispered about with both fear and respect. At thirty two, Arnold was a wall of raw power. Tall, easily 6’4, with broad shoulders and a heavily muscled chest that tapered into a narrow waist.

“This. . .” “Do as I say!” Anderson nodded. He reached for his backpack and pushed the button of the contraption. Enboe-21 immediately transformed to its full size and balanced on both feet. It was the first time it had been let out since Anderson had arrived at Sir Nelson's Villa. “Enboe-21, shoot him in the leg!” Anderson ordered, not in the least bothered if the old man would be able to back his words up with action. You asked for it, you'll get it.

I crossed the clearing and stopped in front of him. "Thirty six minutes," he said. "I said thirty eight," I said. "You're bleeding." "The last enforcer was good." "How many total." "Six. None dead." Something settled in his face. "Marsh is Victor's," I said. "The hold order was verbal. Legally unenforceable. The formation leader stood down." "Which means the council is compromised at Marsh's level at minimum," Levi said. "Yes. We deal with that after." "Yes. After."

“They’re not here to negotiate.” “No,” I agreed. “They’re here to erase.” The enforcers fanned out, practiced, calm. These were not zealots. These were men who believed order justified everything. Seren’s hand brushed my arm. “Kairos,” she said softly. “Don’t escalate.” I met her eyes. “If they bind you,” I said quietly, “this ends.” Her jaw tightened. “I know.” The lead enforcer raised his hand. “By authority of the Eastern Council,” he declared, “you are to surrender for judgment. Resistance will be met with correction.”

Liam said. Jack choked. "You want to make a Lycan an Enforcer? The Council will lose their minds!" "What is an Enforcer?" I asked. Liam looked at me, his eyes gleaming with ambition. "The Enforcers are an independent tribunal. They are the police of the wolf world. They answer to no Alpha, only the Law. There are only three of them in existence. They hunt the worst Rogues. They judge Alphas who break the code." He stepped closer to me. "Each Alpha can nominate a candidate. If Dante joins Nightwalker... I can nominate him. If he passes the trials—and a Lycan definitely will—he becomes untouchable. And by extension, so do we."

The Elder Council representative pondered briefly and exchanged a few quiet words with Garrick before addressing the room. "Everyone present today will undergo a diagnostic test, candidates and staff members alike. "The Enforcers will begin with today's volunteers, focusing on anyone carrying unauthorized communication devices and banned substances. Anyone found carrying either will be severely punished. "Enforcers, divide into groups and begin the sweep!" "No!" Maya shrieked. She frantically thrashed to break free and escape the Enforcers' search, but they pinned her to the floor.