Star Wars Supreme Commander Novels & Stories

Only Council members—or high-ranking werewolves and military scholars—could enter. Inside the private room, two imposing middle-aged men sat waiting. The Professor introduced us simply. “Joshua, Thomas. My student, Rae.” My heart skipped. Joshua—the Supreme Commander of the Northern Military Zone. Gabriel’s direct superior. Their eyes fixed on me—sharp, calculating—but there was a hint of approval. “Rae, we’ve heard of you,” Joshua said with a smile. “If your AI system can be applied to tactical prediction, it could change the outcome for the entire Werewolf Federation.”

"Chika just spearheaded the total eradication of the northern border syndicate. We are marking the ascension of the new Vanguard Commander." I felt the heat rise to my neck as the pack brothers nodded toward me. Sienna’s gaze swung back to my frame, her teeth baring slightly. She had held the vanguard token for three winter campaigns before her bloodline was censured, and seeing me wear the black titanium commander plates was visibly eating her alive.

CHAPTER SIX After the attack on the Argon pack, Alpha Cedric's pack, He ordered more soldiers to protect and stand guard at the border. Losing some members of his pack devastated him. Cedric sat in his room as he thought of ways to become the supreme Alpha. He has always thought that he was strong enough to be the supreme Alpha. He might not have the strongest werewolves pack, but if he could get Aaron's pack and also have his in addition, he will be more than worthy to be the supreme Alpha. The supreme Alpha has to be someone strong and not afraid to take some necessary decisions even if they will cost lives. There was no other Alpha that could take decisions like him, he thought.

Slave I slowly step out from behind Nathan. My cheeks are still rosy-red from seeing Alpha Maximus’s large appendage. I keep eye contact as I slowly walk toward him and gently place my hand in his. There is an instant feeling of love and bliss between us. He rubs his thumb across the back of my hand, sending sparks igniting. Alpha Maximus smiles at me with his gentle brown eyes. My heart flutters and a sense of happiness fills my soul. I know right then that I can trust him and that I’m now his to cherish.

"You will move into my penthouse tonight. You will obey every command I give you. And when we are alone, you will call me Sir." "I hate you," I whispered, even as my nipples hardened against his chest. His lips curved into a dangerous smile. "Keep telling yourself that, Sienna. It only makes me want to fuck the hate right out of you." He leaned in until his mouth brushed my ear. "Go back to your desk and clear your schedule. My driver will collect you at five. And tonight, I am going to spend hours reminding this greedy little cunt exactly who it belongs to now." He finally stepped back. I turned and walked out of the boardroom on shaky legs, my pussy already wet and aching from his filthy p

So, yeah, he’s also a badass, it just looks different than my form of badassery. Our youngest brother Dax is currently the pack’s Lead Warrior, which means he works closely with Gamma Bree in running trainings and sparring sessions, and with me when it comes to battle strategy. Thanks to my parents’ leadership, leadership which I at least hope I’m carrying on, there’s been little reason for the latter, but I like knowing that I have one of my brothers, someone whom I trust implicitly, in that role. And, my parents, while retired, still live on pack lands while they enjoy their retirement. So, I’m really very lucky. But it’s still not the same as what I see Cayden has with Zella or Bree has w

“Oh, you’re a master class?” Mar asked Sgt. Matthew Owen with interest. “What’s that?” asked Johan. “That means he had finished all the classes under elemental weapons,” Lilith explained. “2nd Lt. Gunnar, likewise, is a Sword Master, Rapier Class.” “Great! Let’s go!” said Dorin who was beginning to loose patience. “Wait, aren’t you going to bring any weapons?!” Sgt. Matthew Owen asked him. “I got my sword.” answered Mar, touching the rapier on her left hip.