Scout Aot Novels & Stories

Scar walked into the mall Annie and two bodyguards right behind her,the staff bowed as she walked into a store. She wasn't just there to prepare the stores for her new collection launch but also to solidify her presence. The manager rushed over, bowing with a smile. “Welcome ma” Scar nodded as she walked around glancing through the bags,clothes and accessories displayed in show glasses. “I heard the Atheon hitch affected the business” Scar asked. “Yes ma, transactions couldn't go through and orders weren't processed,we actually are thinking of a backup….” “Like moving to Mila”

Bank transfers, dates, meeting locations, every detail laid out. I stood up and walked to the window. Looked out at the empty stretch of land to the north. "One more thing. There's an abandoned auto shop just past the Northern border. An Omega named Cyrus lives there. Send your scouts. Take him. Quietly." Kieran raised an eyebrow, didn't ask why, just made a low sound of agreement. A scout shifted and slipped away into the morning. Half an hour later, the scout was back. The job was done. I sat back down on the sofa and refilled my coffee.

"I'm saying we should go carefully. Scout it first and confirm it's actually them before we do anything that could get them hurt." I hated that he was right. I hated it with every fiber of my being, standing there with my heart still slamming from the photo, wanting nothing more than to run out that door and not stop until I had both of them back in my arms. "He's right," Carl said quietly, and something about him agreeing with Rowan of all people made the tension in the room shift slightly. "We scout first, quietly. No warriors, no packs, exactly what the note said. Just enough to confirm they're there before we plan anything else."

Her posture was perfect, but her eyes were softer than usual. She gave a respectful bow. “My Luna,” she greeted, addressing Gyai first. The acknowledgement warmed my heart. Gyai gave a small nod and shifted almost uncomfortably, almost as if she didn't know what to do with the title. Araya turned to me. “Alpha,” she said. “I wanted to inform you that two scouts have been sent to Hollow Pack. They crossed the southern ridge an hour ago. They should be back in a day or two.” I sat up slightly, adjusting the blanket. Gyai pulled it up over herself and leaned against the headboard.

The truth sits heavy, like a stone in my gut. If I can’t reach her, someone loyal to Arlo will have to carry a message. Someone who can be persuaded. By coin, by fear, or both. A twig snaps and I drop into a crouch, body melting toward the sound, careful to let the wind keep my scent behind me. Through the underbrush I spot him. A scout in Hollow-black leathers, lanky and young. His hand rests on his dagger like it’s a talisman, not a tool.

The atmosphere was crisp and saturated, holding a high probability of immediate precipitation, and as our mounts breached the boundary lines of the plains, my olfactory filters absorbed the heavy scent of crushed damp foliage covering the vast expanses of wild grass. "This will be the final clear weather window for this operational cycle, Alpha Heir, according to my telemetry," the scout observed. I noticed his scanning optics continuously sweeping the horizon, monitoring for physical hazards, unaligned rogue hounds, or unverified sensory signatures. It was his primary directive to preserve my physical safety, and my system appreciated his defensive layer, even as my inner wolf chafed agains

“What symbol?” The scout hesitated, then said, “A broken flame. Carved into leather.” My breath caught. Kael. It had to be. Draven exchanged a glance with me, his jaw set. “Get every patrol leader in position,” he said. “And prepare the eastern defenses. Quietly. No full alarm unless they breach.” The scout nodded and ran. Auren looked at both of us, sensing the shift in the air. “What’s happening?” I knelt and brushed the hair back from his face.

"No contact?" The lead scout shook his head. "No rogues." A pause. "But we found more tracks." The atmosphere tightened immediately. "Same area?" The scout nodded. "And another marker." Silence. The Hollow Alpha again. Always watching. Always reminding. As though he wanted the territory to know he remained there. Waiting. The scout handed over a small wooden piece. Unlike the previous marker, this one had broken away from a larger sign. Words had been carved across its surface.

ADDIE I got into the car and looked James over, satisfied that he only had a few bumps and bruises but nothing was seriously hurt. I could smell the wolfsbane on his breath and knew he had been dosed but I could tell that it was slowly leaving his body. How is he? I asked Talia. Scout is weak but recovering. He will be fine, she answered. I gave a sigh of relief. Toby got into the driver’s seat and turned the SUV over, backing out of the drive. “Where to, Luna?” he asked.

Only when we breach the territory's boundaries can we finally consider ourselves free. Get down! Zak's words boomed through the link and everyone followed his order like clockwork. I swept my gaze through the horizon, trying to see what caught his attention. I quickly spotted 2 men standing amongst the shrubbery, their brows frowned with concern as they spoke between them. No doubt these two were Lebroch scours, most likely part of the search party for Ava and Jace. What are they doing so far into the territory? The ruffling of leaves on my left pulled me out of my thoughts, but they began to race almost immediately as I saw Zak had began to approach them, standing out in plain sight. The tw