Scott Howl Novels & Stories

, he then gestured me to follow him and said "come along.” He stepped outside with me beside him. The air was cooler now. The sun was going down. As we walked, Cobra pointed at a man sitting near a log with a guitar resting on his lap. “That’s Scorpion,” he said quietly. “The burn scar on his face was from a car accident years back. He used to play in shows although he was not famous, but he tried.” Scorpion noticed us looking and gave a shy wave. His scar ran across his cheek like melted wax. He smiled anyway.

He chose her as his Luna and he died protecting her, and now here I am, his brother, taking everything that was his. His pack, and his mate. The guilt sits heavy in my chest but it doesn't change the fact that I meant what I said in that stable. I'm going to find her later tonight and finish what we started… A howl cuts through the forest, long and mournful and achingly familiar. I stop running so abruptly that Marcus almost crashes into me. All twelve of us freeze, our ears perked up, listening. The howl comes again and my blood runs cold. That's Kade's howl.

He spits bloody saliva onto Talia's shoes. "Talia, you blind old hag! Your den deserves this hunt! Your whole family deserves to be wiped out! My wolf only got close to your weak bloodline to get Malia into my furs! I couldn't care less about you packless idiots!" Scott roars, finally revealing his true predatory nature. "H-How dare your teeth..." Talia stammers, her old wolf shaking with rage. Liam shouts from the table, "Scott, your soul is despicable!"

Sera’s POV The ground trembled beneath me, the earth itself shuddering under the force of his presence. Roars echoed, shaking the heavens, as the Death Wolf tossed me around like a rag doll. He had shifted into his true form—a massive black wolf with blood-red eyes that burned like embers in the dark. I had never seen anything like him before. It felt as if the entire world had tilted on its axis at his arrival. Was Mother Nature celebrating his presence or cursing it? I couldn't tell.

Silvia dashed towards Hunter who jumped over shifting into his wolf form as he attacked Armando who also shifted as both the wolves collided. Rachael tried to use her magic on Hunter but Silvia had enough. Using her magic she raised Rachael in the air and choked her as the girl struggled for breath. A wolf tried to attack her but Lennox plunged at him, taking him down and ripping his flesh with his canines. Silvia moved closer to the struggling Rachael as she looked her in the eyes. "Hunter is only mine," Silvia sneered coldly in her ears as she choked Rachael to death using her magic.

“It’s not mine.” “I know.” His jaw tightened. The dead wolf’s scent finally hit me full-force—iron and moonlight and severed bond. My stomach lurched violently. I stumbled back, only to be caught by Ronan’s grip on my arm. I yanked away instinctively. “Don’t touch me!” I shouted. The words echoed, sharp and raw. The hall erupted. “She dares—” “She murdered a Blackthorn warrior!” “The Council will demand blood!” I spun, panic clawing at my chest as voices crashed over me.

So, they could only step limply to their respective desks to quickly complete Evelyn's request. Scott himself sighed tiredly when he found Evelyn's office door slamming right in his face. 'Why does Evelyn look like a pubescent girl today?' Scott asked himself. Scott also questions whether this has anything to do with his boss' lunch. It seemed Evelyn left with a big smile, why after returning to being the hulk-like this. After securing all the expensive gear - which Evelyn's hulk could damage - Scott then knocked lightly and turned the knob on Evelyn's office door. Not yet seeing Evelyn's face, Scott closed the door again because the coffee cup was flying toward him. Pray for him to come out

After that, a different kind of satisfaction came across me. I enjoyed hunting these human hunters, thus, killing 10 werewolves and being the youngest and best werewolf hunter. Rendall killed 8 werewolves which are also not that bad, Quinn is setting poisonous traps and putting some on the bows granting her 4 kills. We make a great team. “Let’s go, Raffi.” I turned and saw Rendall brushing his mid-length hair using his fingers. “Are you going on a date?” I asked him as I scanned his clothes.

However, Scott couldn’t afford to be careless and underestimate his opponent based on their physical appearance. He stopped to smell the air. His wolf growled as his nose caught an unfamiliar scent. A mixture of vanilla and coffee, with a hint of sweetness that was intoxicating. Although Scott didn’t recognize this scent, strangely, it seemed to calm his wolf. His wolf wasn’t as agitated as it should be after the recent accident. It even instructed Scott to lower his emotions.

The fighting scene confused Gerard but, however, Gerard needed to defend himself by fighting back even though his werewolf power couldn't be compared to Derek's Lycan power. While they continued to welcome each other's skin with scratches, a loud howl interrupted them. Curiosity made them all to look towards the direction where the howling sound came from when suddenly, they saw Lycan Scott, howling and walking towards their direction. “You both shouldn't be doing this now.” That was the interpretation of Scott's howl, and also trying to stop them from fighting. The moment Scott got to the place Derek and Gerard stood, he walked into their midst and stood. Howling aggressively to both of the