Sssniperwolf X Novels & Stories

as he quickly stepped back raising his hands in defense. “I didn't get to change you myself, although I wanted to but I had the pack nurse do it I promise.” “What did you mean by you have warriors chasing after them?” Zayn exhaled, running a hand through his hair. “This might be hard to understand for now, but… I am a wolf, the alpha of the Shadowcrest pack and you my dear are my fated mate. I have waited my whole life for you.” He paused, his eyes scanning my face for any sign of understanding.

A month ago we destroyed a vampire coven and found intel on a major wolf pack located in Maryland. I was sent ahead to recon the area. I had spent the last three weeks locating and marking possible homes of these creatures when I found something disturbing. A Grizzly bear who turned into a man. Yep, my mind is blown. These fuckers aren't just wolves. So I’m looking down the scope of the McMillan TAC-50 long-range anti-material and sniper rifle, produced by McMillan Brothers Rifles company. I know many prefer the Barrett M82, but this gun seemed to call to my soul.

The grounds grew very quiet. Cole’s cool facade was uncanny. He walked closer to where the she-wolf lay. She then suddenly reared up, snapping her jaws at him. Cole didn’t flinch before shooting her again. The bullet went into her opened jaw and blasted the back of her head open. She slumped to the ground and blood pooled on the snow. Cole calmly lowered his gun then, standing over the dead wolf with chest heaving, watching as she regressed. Xavier came to stand beside him and patted him on the back. Wulfrun did the same while Darrow crouched to examine the dead wolf.

I'm kind of confused here. Okay, hold on...I'm supposed to be talking more with my wolf from now on. Therefore, that's what I will be doing. So sorry guys, I will need to reduce my talking to you all from now on to create that connection with my wolf. By the way, my wolf's name is Aura. Sounds cliche, right? With her name being Aura and me having all these abilities, it just seems perfect and in rhythm with what encompasses me right now. Anyway, it's due time I introduce you guys to each other. Hence, guys, meet Aura, my wolf.

The animal was rolling around on his back on the lawn. "Oh my God!" Saffron screwed her eyes up as she remembered, "No, oh no!" She could never un-see. Jack Goldsmith full frontal- again. Fuuck! She covered her eyes as if that would prevent her from remembering his incredible body. Powerful muscular arms, a full washboard of eight abs, and a pronounced vee shape leading to — Well, she wouldn't think about that spectacular part of his body. The only penis she had seen in real life was Jack's and never in a dream come to that. So, she wasn't sure if it was stupendous or not. But she would give him the benefit of the doubt. What in the world brought that dream on, and how would she face him wit

I take a deep breath in, feeling my heartrate slow as I exhale. “Cassidy’s wolf’s name is Nina. Now Nina is a special kind of wolf. Some of you are already aware of Cassidy and Nina, some of you are aware of our history and the mythology surrounding it.” The crowd starts to chatter, theorising what Alpha is talking about. He holds his hand up and they fall silent. “Nina is an Elemental wolf.”

So he could easily move around in their territory without rousing suspicions. The distinct Black Wolf Pack smell wafted into Syke’s sensitive nose as the top spy stood a few inches in front of him, never crossing the border. He turned his lips down in disgust. “You have spent so much time with these werewolves, that you actually smell like them, top agent.” “I blend in well. That is why I’m top agent, and you are nothing but a messenger spy.” The top spy replied coldly, in a low feminine voice.

Either way this is going to be intense. As Jinx’s paws pad along the smooth surface of the path, a movement catches my eye, alerting me to a sandy coloured wolf approaching at speed. Jinx runs at him, mouth ready to attack before he attacks us. Jinx sinks his teeth deep into the flank of the wolf, as he jumps at him, breaking through the flesh easily. A whimper from the wolf tells me he is unlikely to be getting back up anytime soon, but Jinx moves to his neck and clamps down, jerking awkwardly to snap it, ensuring another of our enemy was ended.

A picture of him in his military uniform, the nameplate beneath it read General Griffin, former commander of the Moonshadow Pack. Different awards on the wall. Before I could warn, the two men were sent flying toward me, but I moved quickly, dodging their heavy bodies. My remaining men looked at him in shock. They all attacked. Griffin then took a deep slow breath and let his wolf come to the surface. His wolf was higher than any of my men. He didn’t wait. He lunged, fangs and claws clipping and slashing my men. One of them tried to let his wolf recede, but Griffin’s jaws clipped his neck, and with a forceful pull and a vigorous shake, his neck was snapped.

Runes glowing along his spine. I growled, warning him, and the air rippled around me. Leaping and running on all fours, I rushed over to him, but he was quick to attack. He threw a dagger, laced with wolfsbane, but I saw that coming. Spinning around, I dodged, then launched into combat. My claws stretched, preparing to attack. The sniper shifted partially, eyes glowing, claws sharpened. His wolf was in the form of a snake, the colors and the skin. He was precise, known to be a dangerous wolf laced with venom. Fighting claw to claw, our claws colliding like steel, Sparks flew everywhere.