Sssniperwolf Draw Novels & Stories

My lips automatically form a smile when I saw Jordan trying to run closer to me, he was holding a piece of bond paper. "Hey Jordan," I greeted the five-year-old boy, his face lit up and then he handed me the bond paper that he was holding. "A wolf?" I asked Jordan while looking at the big wolf drawn on the bond paper, at a young age Jordan was already an excellent artist because the first time I peek a glance at his drawing, I immediately realized that the drawing on the bond paper is a wolf that was lying on the green grass, the wolf looks peaceful. "Yes, alpha Michael. That's Kol, your wolf." I couldn’t help but smile at Jordan's response. I can see the wide smile plastered on his face, he

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.

“God, I’ll never get used to that.” “My great hugs or sneaking up on you?” “Fuck off.” Cyrus snapped and pushed me off of him, but kept me close. “Good to have you back. We’ve missed your ugly mug. Let me buy you a drink. After this shitty year, you’ve earned it.” “Running intel for three months earns me one fucking drink? That sucks.” “Fine. Two.” Cyrus wrapped his hand on the back of my neck, trying to take me down in play, but my body refused to bend to his strength. An Alpha is always the most powerful wolf in the pack. “What the hell?” Surprise bested his anger.

Collapsing finally from the pain, I rested a minute before heading back. The area where the sniper was had a singular bullet left, one .308 caliber made entirely of silver. The area on my face still burned as the blood slowly started to crust. The smell in the area had been peculiar too, an indication of a scent blocker. I had been right too when I found the empty syringe, some blood dried on the end. I had deeply inhaled then, catching the feinted wife of the wolf; spiced cherry sours with a hint of mint, an extremely unique scent for a wolf.

Soon we were surrounded. "Kieran?" Sienna's voice shook. I pushed her behind me, letting my eyes glow gold. "I am Kieran Draven Wolfe, Alpha of the Shadowfang Pack," I called out. "What do you want?" One wolf stepped forward, changing into human form. A man with scars across his face and chest. General Vex. The Queen's right hand. "The Ruby Wolf," he said simply. "Hand her over." "Never," I growled. Vex smiled. "We thought you'd say that." He nodded to someone behind us.

Staying in the trees, I saw Kirill's wolf, and my eyes bulged; he was magnificent. He was a ginormous, inky black wolf, and wisps of black mist were coming from his massive frame. His red eyes were shifting between the three men standing before him with their rifles centered on him. “He's impressive, I don't know why he was concerned about me seeing his true form,” I commented to Opal. “I don't know either, but if we don't do something, he is going to be gunned down,” Opal growled. Seeing a picnic table I suggested that I jump from it and land before Alvath to knock the bastards down with my ground ripple.

These inhumane beings didn't just go around stealing food and property, they also raped mated she wolves in the presence of their mated partners, and most humans were put through terror. This has not only scarred them physically but also emotionally. "If we do get back early, you can still drop by and give her a flower right?" Owen had gone on a killing spree earlier, he was so livid, I was too but Owen had seemed like a mad wolf. He was angry that Sophia's special day was interrupted because of this. Killing some of them, and injuring most of them had been satisfying. I can't imagine them infiltrating into our homes and hurting my Sophia.

“I know you are familiar with a Half-Shift, taking a single part from your wolf form and fighting with it. But what I want you to achieve is latching on to the Wolf Spirit’s untapped strength and using it without borrowing its form. You will stay a human with your own consciousness and decisions, but you will have the power and the invincibility of a Wolf.” A smile starts to appear on my face. I turn to him and clap my hands together. “Alright, now we’re talking. Come on, tell me--” “Oh, I won’t tell you.” Nero pulls out a silver crossbow from the bag and points it to me, directly at my chest. “But I will see if you can.”

I focus a bit more and notice that one of the wolves is Sylas; he has to be fighting Laslo. Sylas is a huge gray wolf, bigger than Laslo’s white wolf. Laslo’s wolf is swiping at Sylas, and his claws connect here and there. Sylas twists his body and kicks Laslo’s wolf, sending it flying into a tree. Laslo’s wolf lays at the base of the tree, sprawled out. Sylas marches to the tree base and hovers over Laslo’s wolf, snarling and biting. His jaw reaches over and grabs at the white wolf’s neck.

He lifted his hand to reveal a white paper origami wolf, that when you move its tail, it looks like it howls into the air. “This is for you. While you are staying with us, you are a part of our pack and nobody will ever hurt you. I give you my word, if anyone lays a hand on you, they will lose their life.” I watched his eyes flicker and could see his wolf present, there was more to his words than just calming Susan down. “That's beautiful. Look Leon it looks just like Mystic, Nate's wolf.” She gleamed as she reached for it but I on the other hand stiffened. That was not a part of the conversation we had gotten too yet.