Pulp Fiction The Wolf Quotes Novels & Stories

I said the last few words in a whisper, but of course, an original wolf can’t have defective hearing, can he? “We’ve done a lot worse than talk, but you still turn red as pepper when you talk about this topic...” “What do you want me to say? You’re the first living being that has approached me since I’ve been on my way, alone.” “If you do this, however, I don’t know how much longer I can hold out before I entering in very violently and make you scream my name.” “Maniac.....you’re always thinking about that, instead of mentally jerking off why don’t you go tell your friend to take the tube out of me?”

"You want to end it? Go ahead and end it, it only shows how selfish you are. What do you think will happen to Sophia and your son when you are gone? Can't you imagine the grief and pain you will have to subject them to, the insult? Sleepless night, crying night? Come on, go ahead and end it. After going through such a rigorous journey, you think the best way to end it is by killing yourself. It only shows how foolish you are. You went through those fucking shit hole experiences only to end it right now? Fuck you, man." My wolf said and more tears rolled down my eyes.

I asked him. “Bugger off; I ain’t got time to baby sit a pup.” He grumbled. I ignored him and sat down anyways, the wolf giving me a warning growl. I proceeded to dig into my food and then cleared my throat. “How much did that wolf get for the Rolex?” I asked casually. He spit out the food he had been chewing and glared daggers at me, his eyes flashing yellow. “Pups who ask questions like that usually don’t make it to puberty.”

“Me, Acting-President? No, Wolf… I can’t take the role when you’re still alive and kicking. That’s not how it works.” “And just how exactly does it fuckin’ work, man?” Wolf said. Despite his harsh words, there was no rancor or even challenge in his tone. Instead, he sounded weary and a bit questioning, like he was actually requesting an answer. “How? Because if you know somethin’ that would help this diabolical situation, now’s a great time to tell me.”

Was that recognition at the implication of his words? “Interesting,” I think to myself, shelving that piece of information for later. "Stop speaking in unclear words!” I…or better still…my wolf growls at the prisoner. He grins through his blood stained teeth, seemingly unbothered that he is at the very edge of death's door. Or maybe he has gone mad with fear.

That was painful. We were right next to a tree, so Titan flung his body to the side. The wolf’s body took the hit. That caused its claws to dig in deeper, but it disoriented the wolf. Titan pulled forward enough and threw his weight back again hard enough to where the wolf was knocked out, claws were pulled out of him when gravity pulled the wolf down. One of my favorite Sheldon Cooper quotes was perfect for this moment. ‘Oh, gravity. Tho art a heartless bitch.’

After a few more gurgle filled moments, Porky was dead. "Fuck," I cursed into the air, knowing there would be no way to get answers out of three dead men. The wolf made a noise that sounded like what would've been a scoff if she wasn't an animal. I looked over to her and swore I could see a sense of irritation on her expression. "Yeah, yeah you're right. Thank you. I just wish you would have left me at least one alive."

I questioned, the wolf's audacity both amusing and endearing. The wolf's thoughts resonated with a sense of smug self-assurance. "Well, you've spent these years brooding, searching, and fighting battles. But this—being with our mate and raising our Pup—this is where your true prowess lies." I couldn't help but chuckle at the wolf's blunt assessment. Its perspective was raw and unfiltered, a testament to the primal nature that it embodied. "You may have a point there," I conceded, a hint of amusement coloring my words.

Tap… “Well.. Well.. Well.. When I smelled my nephew, I thought my nose was broken‘ Jack’s voice echoing from behind the tree. So, he is here…. 4 rogue figures walked slowly around me. “You think these weak wolves can defeat me?” I asked softly and it made him laugh. “You can kill them, I don’t care” He replied and as I started to move he added “remember, 1 wound on my men, the same wound will be given to your favourite woman” Halt… So that’s the case… ‘He’s lying‘ Wolf commented quickly with confidence. ‘Are you sure?” I asked.

He said making her smile slightly. “My wolf is happy knowing that you’re a good mafia wolf don” She stated and Devlin laughed. “My wolf is crying knowing that you’re not innocent like he thought,” He said through the laugh and they both spent some time in her room while having a coffee that he prepared for them.