Scott Howl Novels & Stories

Next, it attacked the enemy wolf one after another, and that wolf almost ran out of places to go. I saw one of the gray wolf's paws slip through the hole in the wall. Even though I was struggling and felt like I would die walking, I went over to the gray wolf and hugged its paws to keep it from falling completely. As soon as I turned around, I heard a loud growl, and when I looked back, I saw the black wolf running toward me. He used his paws again to scratch the back of the black wolf, causing it to stop and lie down on the ground. When the sandy wolf jumped in front of me, it moved like a person, and so did the gray wolf, causing us both to fall entirely. Auntie Sol immediately grabbed the

April My heart literally halted in my chest as I keep questioning myself and what I just smelled. But if I’m his mate… Wasn’t Hailey his true mate? Or is Hailey dead and I am his second chance mate? Oh, what cruel fate would that be? Being bound to someone who hates you with all this mate? And how sad it would be for Scott to be paired with someone by the Moon Goddess who he believes is responsible for his Luna’s death. ‘Don’t call her Luna,’ my wolf growls, making me shake my head.

That’s when the explosion of pain coursed through his body and his flesh erupted as darkness ripped through him, tearing him to sheds. He fell into a pile of his own blood, unable to obtain his breath. She stepped in front of him and lowered herself to meet his eyes. “Let this be a lesson to anyone who tries to get in my way. The creatures that were occupying his body slithered out of him, but not before gripping onto his faintly beating heart, and ripping it from his chest. Hearing the echoes of her laughter and seeing nothing but darkness, Scott died.

But at the same time, I knew that something terrible had happened to Scott, and I was determined to get to the bottom of it. As I made my way through the airport, I saw a group of warriors waiting for me. They greeted me warmly and congratulated me on my new status. But their smiles quickly faded as they saw the determination in my eyes. "Allison, we need to talk," said one of the warriors, a young man named Liam. I nodded, following him outside to a quiet corner of the airport. "What happened to Scott?" I asked him, my voice barely above a whisper. Liam hesitated before answering, clearly uncomfortable with the topic. "He's gone, Allison. He was killed by a pack of rogue wolves."

Scott was using my magic to cast this spell, and I was feeling weak, but the energy surged through me when I saw Elliot hitting the ground. The mark on my neck throbbed with pain because my mate was dying. The pain drowned out all the other pain that I felt from the full moon. The dagger was in Scott’s clutches, dripping with Elliot’s blood. Scott was laughing and his wolves were howling in victory because they finally killed the Alpha. “Storm the packhouse!” Scott ordered his men. “Find that witch and kill anyone who gets in the way!!”

His presence is overwhelming, filling the room like an unbearable weight. I meet his gaze without flinching. "Is there a problem?" My voice is steady, controlled. Truth wastes no time. "Yes," he says, his voice cold and certain. "Your man, Scott, is working for Dog's Of Hell. He is a traitor." I do not react. I do not blink. I have learned never to show emotions in moments like this. But inside, I am burning with fury. Scott. My most trusted man. The one I have counted on for years. A traitor.

SCOTT MADE ANOTHER DRIVE past the house. He'd gone by once every hour for the last five hours, and still, he didn't see any movement within the condo. Either Fiona and the Hulk were fucking, or they'd split. The only way Scott could find out was to go looking for himself. Time to see if he'd successfully hacked her house. He parked his car around the corner and down almost a block, far enough away it wasn't noticeable, but still close enough he could make it there in a sprint. He could only hope that the Hulk wasn't much of a runner.

My food scattered across the floor, leaving me feeling embarrassed and vulnerable. Before I could react, I felt a firm grip on my arm, and I was forcefully pulled back. It was Cynthia, the girl who had confronted me the other day. Her eyes burned with malice as she dragged me toward a familiar face. Sarah, a formidable werewolf from the Beta's lineage, stood there with an intimidating presence. She was known for her strength and skills, and many feared crossing her path. I could sense that she held a grudge against me, and now, she seemed to be revelling in the opportunity to exert her power.

He had explained nonchalantly, "She's just an intern from work. She knows nothing about the world and is always curious. So I'd show her around." I didn't argue, nor did I question him. I simply nodded. "Okay." The young woman, unbothered, held onto his arm with a bright, sweet smile. There was a glint of challenge in her eyes. "You must be Esther Wilder. Tristan's told me about you." She was glowing. It was clear that Tristan was doting on her. Later, I looked her up. Her name was Chloe Murray. She was 21 years old, with a beautiful face and an outgoing personality.

I dug my claws into the tub and partially shifted. “Yes!” Scott shouted. “It’s working!” “You pig!” I ground out. The bathtub broke from my strength. “Go closer,” Claudia ordered. “It’s working. All the power of the white wolf will be mine,” Scott laughed maniacally. I growled. A part of me had taken the back burner and Blanca came forward. I lunged forward and extended my claws. My talons sliced Scott from his chest to his face. He buckled forward and cried out as blood splattered everywhere.