Romans & histoires Scout Aot

"What have you found? What is it that so much demands my attention at this hour of the day?” The scout straightens, his face flushed with excitement. "My lord, we've been searching the coves and lakes around the surrounding packs as you commanded. We deployed men to the cove near the Nightfang territory. The one near the border." My heart pounds. Near Aaronne's pack. I knew it. I knew there was something there!! "Continue," I say, my voice tight. “Is there any good news? Hurry up and spill it!!”

"The bitch is wounded. She won't go far." "What about the wolf?" The second one stayed near the path, his light dancing over the obsidian floor. "Command said it’s a terraformer. If that thing sneezes, this whole island goes into a deep freeze." "Then don't let it sneeze. Kill the brat on sight." They passed my hiding spot. I watched their heels move past my eyes. Five feet. Three feet. The lead scout stopped right in front of the crevice where I’d shoved Dante. He tilted his head, his orange goggles flaring as he adjusted the focus.

Alpha Arthur told one of the Scouts. "All right, Alpha Arthur, what information do you need? Or what should I do other than follow them?" the Scout asked. Alpha Arthur then explained the scout's job, which was to take pictures of them when they were at the Hola Bella Bar. Then eavesdrop on their conversation. "Make sure your cover isn't blown!" Alpha Arthur advised the scout. The scout nodded and went about his business. A few hours later, the scout arrived at the Hola Bella Bar. He wandered around looking for Elena, Sofia, and Hailey. He sat in front of the bartender's table and ordered a drink, not stopping to look around.

Even rest feels structured now, like survival has become a discipline instead of instinct. Then— The quiet breaks. A scout stumbles into the clearing. He is injured. Breathing hard. Eyes wide in a way that does not belong to exhaustion alone. “Report,” Kael says immediately, stepping forward. The scout tries to speak, but his voice cracks first. “We found… something… in the north…” Aria steps closer. “What?” she asks. The scout swallows hard. His next words come slowly, as if he is afraid they will become real once spoken.

Kita replied, her eyes darting around the clearing quickly, “Our tomes only mentioned the earth breaking open just before they attacked. None of the hunters that survived their ambushes recorded anything that told of lead up to their attacks, so we will be walking across this area without a way to know we are about to do battle.” “That isn’t entirely true,” Rector said, coming to kneel next to Kita’s free side, continuing when both were looking at him, “I can produce another scouting ward and send it out there if it was attacked due to a territorial move, logic dictates it should attack it again. When it does, we can watch how it leads up to an ambush, giving us the edge for when we cross.”

Thorne’s large palm rested on my thigh, thumb tracing soothing patterns over the bruises he had left. For a moment, the world outside the den felt distant. Then the wind howled against the mountains, sharp and cold, carrying scents that made my stomach twist. The scent of rival scouts. Closer now. Bold. Thorne’s green eyes narrowed as he rose to the hearth, muscles coiled. “They are close,” he said, voice low and dangerous. “The scouts know. They can smell the claim. They will test us.” Aurelius pressed against my side, amber eyes sharp, flicking to the shadows outside the den. “They will see you. They will try to take you. But they will learn exactly whose you are.”

aura answered and ran off, Bigfoot was not one to mess with and she didn’t want to drag anyone into her mess. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Her door was ajar when she entered and her heart skipped a beat seeing he was not the only one sitting on her sofa, some of his men were with him and they looked angry. “Bigfoot” she called slowly as she entered, the aura flowing from him was very dangerous and she was really scared. “Aura, finally you are here” Bigfoot replied and stood up from where he was sitting before advancing towards her, “I thought that rich boyfriend of yours would interfere just like he did the last time “ he mocked as he puffed smoke out of his mouth.

"This is scout gear. High-level scout gear. Who taught you to use this?" "I taught myself while I was busy not being dead." Joshua shoved the kit into his pack. He didn't look at Richard. He walked to the edge of the road, where the asphalt turned into a muddy slope. He knelt, his fingers tracing a deep indentation in the sludge. "What is it?" Richard was behind him, his hand hovering over his own hip where a silver-burn was still pulsing red. "Look at the depth," Joshua said, pointing to a set of paw prints. "Four inches deep. Wide splay on the pads. That’s a lead scout from the Northern Tundra pack. They’re heavy, built for snow, but they’re fast in the mud."

Gabriella asked as we follow them. “We spotted scouts from Causan Industries inside the city camping. We need to make sure they don’t reach the camp alive. General Alon will be dispatching your squad and Quinscity’s,” Captain Hiragi explained. We immediately headed back to our tents to gear up. We met back at the north part of the forest- the closest route to the city. Gabriella, Snow, and Ace were already there and Snow was making something in her hands. When we arrived, she had a small tube in her hand that had something blue inside. She then poured some on two of her fingers and wiped it on our stomach. Well, that was sudden. We didn’t even have the time to react.

"Kyra, look." One of their scouts was leading a patrol that was coming out of the jungle ahead. The scout walked up, his expression serious. "Alpha Kyra, Alpha Damon," was his greeting to them. "We've found something you need to see." The scout led them to a clearing further into the forest, and they followed him.