Trojan Horse Troy Novels & Stories

Until he was safely past the twenty-foot mark. Instantly, the pain in Maya's head vanished, leaving her gasping for air against the glass. "I can't even touch you," Julian said, his voice cracking, the absolute defeat of a king who had lost his crown. Suddenly, the intercom buzzed. Leo’s voice filtered through the speakers, sharp and focused. "Dad. I'm in the main server room with Marcus," Leo said. "The Covenant’s encryption on the Trojan horse is polymorphic. It rewrites itself every time I try to run a decryption algorithm. It’s too advanced for a brute-force hack."

"Uuuh... I've met some nerd that Trent introduced as his cousin." "Nerd?" I expected a bad boy. "What does he look like? Do you know his name? " "He has dreadlocks. And his name is To... Tro... Something like that..." "Troy?" He taps the counter. "Yeah, that's the name." It's just that my cousin is madly in love with you... Troy! But, he said he was just Trent's friend. He lied to me. "What? Don't tell me he had the balls to hit on you..." he mocks.

Troy shifts into his wolf and kills ten of the soldiers himself. ‘Leave the bodies. I want King Fenris and his army to see them,’ I command. We continue forward and reach Thistle Well. ‘Luna, we are here. We are finally here,’ Troy says with relief. Hundreds of pack warriors approach us. ‘Troy, it's good to see you,’ a warrior says, then looks and inspects all the villagers. ‘Troy, are these humans?’ He asks. The warriors begin to sniff the air and confirm their suspicions.

Troy got up immediately and sniffed the leaves. He was here. I can feel it. He turned left to follow, but the clapped thunder in the sky revealed a peek of an unknown figure standing across the water stream. Troy growled, ready to hunt, but that figure vanished in a blink of an eye. Could it be a rogue? But rogues aren’t fast enough as alpha. What if he is a Lycan? Troy sniffed the air, but the scent was gone as the heavy raindrops washed everything in the atmosphere, including the minute sweat beads.

I asked awkwardly. "That's none of your business," Troy replied curtly. "Alright, I'm sorry. It's not my place to ask," I whispered again, glancing at the twisting maze ahead. Another werewolf had already gathered in a room filled with black drums. When we arrived, Troy set me down and walked towards the large door. He quickly moved something in front of it, probably some kind of code, like a safe's combination. The door swung open and Troy barked out his command, "Get out and save yourselves."

He held himself oddly as we embraced, flinching slightly when I squeezed him. ‘You’re hurt!’ ‘Shhhhh… it’ll heal. Don’t reveal my weakness, babe. We’ve won, but it’s going to take time for everyone to feel sure…’ I was about to send back to tell him it was stupid to worry about that—but he nodded over my shoulder and whispered, “Look.” I turned to find Troy, no longer a tiger, standing in a circle of young wolves looking very uncertain as they rushed to him, cheering and high fiving, gushing over what he’d done and who he’d taken out.

"I have no idea when Troy will attack, but I have my men handling that. What matters to me is the cure and I want to storm his pace and take it." Chayton rubbed his chin in thought. "Have you confirmed if he has it?" My brows furrowed and a moment of panic punctured my confidence. Who would make a poison and not also make the antidote? "I didn't confirm but I assumed-" "Ahhh." Chayton said, rising to his feet and wagging his forefinger. "When it comes to Troy, you don't assume. I have been unfortunately acquainted with him for years, and I learnt the hard way that Troy is a viper that cannot be underestimated."

His paws thundered underfoot as he ran through the forest towards the border. Two trackers and four warriors stood near the border line, already shifted into their wolf forms. They bowed their heads as Troy walked up to them. “Report,” Troy said through their mindlink. “A pack of five rogues, Alpha, they ran the moment they saw us,” one warrior said. “Let’s go,” Troy said and started running. The four warriors, two trackers and Drake followed behind Troy as he picked up their scent and raced ahead. Troy ran faster, aware that the rest of them couldn’t keep up with him, Drake was the closest as he dashed through the river and shook his fur out on the other side.

“Armstrong wanted an army. – Hunter speaks up, cutting Leo off – He used my children to lure me into a trap then kept draining my blood to give it to his rogues. Over the time I spent in his hold, he would talk about his plans.” “Can you tell us about them?” Ivy stares at my son hopefully. Hunter sighs heavily, taking a deep breath with his face buried in Skye’s hair, then turns to the Alpha pair. “He kept talking about becoming the most powerful wolf. He tried to create an army that would be strong enough to overthrow you. In order to do that, he would drain my blood and give it to those who followed him. At first, he told me he was planning on using my mother’s blood, since she’s a pure Un

And the rogues were advancing, using the controlled wolves as shields. "There," Troy said weakly, pointing to a service tunnel in the far wall. His voice was hoarse from the torture. "Maintenance access. Might lead to another floor." "Can you make it?" I asked, noticing how he was favoring his ribs. "Have to," he said, though I could see the effort it took for him to move. A guard popped up to fire at us. I nailed him with a blocker dart, but another immediately took his place. We were burning through darts fast.