Scout X Reader Novels & Stories

ETHAN'S POV A message…for me. I take a towards the scout, tension snapping back into my spine. Lyra watched me, eyes wide with worry, as she fiddled with her hands. “From whom?” The scout swallows hard, holding out the letter. “There's no name. Just your title on the envelope. But the scent on it…it's unfamiliar. Not like any wolf.” I take it from him carefully, my eyes narrowing. The paper is old– too old. Sealed with black wax bearing no crest.

"I...." Before she could answer, Scout had already landed his wet lips on the sexy lips of the beautiful woman in front of him. Scout couldn't hold himself back any longer when he saw the woman open her mouth, gasping in front of him at the huge threat he was giving her. Then without warning he immediately scooped up the woman's luscious lips to satisfy his curiosity. Names don't matter to him anymore. They still had plenty of time just to discuss a name and anything related to that foreign woman. Now all the Scout needed to do was imprison the sexy woman beneath his lustful body. "You're sweet, punch taste," whispered Scout hoarsely.

Thinking, Aria says, "I can't allow this to occur once more. I must remain resilient. The door is suddenly knocked on. With a moan, Xander sits up next to me. "Who could that be at this hour?" asked Xander. He moves to the door after getting out of bed. I sit up, feeling anxiety creeping back in and my heart pounding once more. One of the scouts is gasping for air and in a panic when Xander opens the door. Scout: "It's taking place once more. They're luring more pack members to the cliffs. Three of us have already lost.

“Are there any other packs with Hunters?“ Stienn asked as he sat on my desk, looking at me beside him before gazing at the room as a whole. “We do in Norway, all packs have our version of Hunter’s and Scout’s. But I can assure you, we had nothing to do with this. We do not have anything to gain by doing something like this.” “No, no other packs have Scout’s or Hunters, at least not to the calibre of Kara’s or mine. Some are trying to implement it in their packs but they’re nowhere near this level.” Kane said as he crossed his arms over his bare chest, his gaze on me as I sat on my desk, leaning forward with my hands braced on the desktop. It gave me some great cleavage and without the bra it

I hid my hand inside the pocket of my hoodie and starts distracting myself. I entered an alley instead of the entrance in front. The blast of the music inside was already invaded my ears. Club X is where I spent my nights working. Lucas owns this place, he became my friend when I started a fight inside his bar. I stopped walking when I noticed something in the dark corner of the alley, a place where usually there's no light can reach. A two silhouette flashed, I heared a man screams who started pleading, it's not visible but there's a silhouette of two people in the dark. The man who keeps shrieking in pain was lying on the floor, while the other one kick his face.

“Kyla is my lover, and the two are mates. It’s… complicated, but I’d be very thankful.” The scout’s eyebrows shoot up as she hears Dereck. She then considers me and Kyla once more before shaking her head in disbelief and then replies, “then I’ll request enough for everyone. I never thought two leaders like them could be mates, but you were one to befriend the oddest of people all the time, so I’m not surprised.” At last, the scout stops just outside a pair of large doors. She gives it a knock and then, with a loud voice, she says, “the leaders and Dereck are here now.”

“This is not me Mother. This is... me.” His eyes softened with regret. “I’m ready.” I nodded. “Then rest.” He folded into the camp. I stared at the sky. The stars mirrored my wolves. Golden, fierce—alive. A scout galloped in, bleeding and frantic. “Reya! A rider approaches. Riverdale banner. Neutral zone.” My heart slammed. “Lycan Xander’s northern patrol reports: Another cursed wolf pack. Hundred strong.” I whirled. Sebastian, Lydia, Gray crowded me.

The scout said sucking in a broken breath. “Vampires?” Dante asked as his gaze sharpened. “Yes. But they were already inside.” The scout said and everything inside me went still. “How many dead?” I asked. “Too many.” He said as his mouth trembled. “Where’s Kyle?” Dante asked. “Alive. Furious.” The scout managed to say. The scout grabbed my wrist suddenly and his fingers were slick with blood. “They knew the patrol routes. They knew the weak doors and the blind spots. They moved through the packhouse like someone had walked them in.” He said.

said Scout Victor. "You forgot, I have the power to read someone's body language, and even from there, it can directly connect to the mind of the person being read. Luna Cora has the same ability right now. “I can try to transfer that information into her mind!" said Beta Noah. "Is that correct, Scout Victor?" asked Cora again. "Is that incorrect?" the man was finally forced to admit. Cora then sighed and raised her head. She was really surprised by the explanation and confession of the two men in front of her.

The scout yelped, bones crunching under Thorne's jaws. Jax whirled, claws extended. 'Thorne! You bastard, she's ours!' But Thorne was a storm, tearing through them with savage precision. He grabbed the second scout by the throat, hurling him into a trunk with a sickening crack. The air reeked of blood and fury, the forest alive with snarls and thuds. I pressed myself smaller, heart hammering, torn between fleeing and staring at this scarred giant who moved like vengeance itself.