Wolffe Clone Trooper Novels & Stories

About twenty meters away I spot them, or more to the point I spot him. Clayton Blackridge Alpha of the Lobo Sombra pack in his huge gun metal grey wolf. Standing to his right is a brown and grey wolf slightly smaller in height and not as muscular, possibly his Beta. My wolf starts stalking towards them and even though I am protesting she wants him. As I get closer he shifts back then the other wolf turns I realise he is giving us some privacy.

Luka hesitated for only a second before saying, “A rogue attack. South border.” A chill ran down Willow’s spine. Theo’s expression darkened. “How many?” Luka shook his head. “At least ten. They came fast, didn’t get past the first perimeter. No deaths, but two of our wolves are injured.” Nova bristled inside Willow’s mind. Ten? That’s not just a few rogues wandering too close—that’s coordinated. Willow glanced at Theo, but he was already shifting, Atlas taking over in a blink. Willow followed without hesitation, and together they ran.

You have my word. She had no doubt about that truth. He stepped back, placing several paces between them. Suddenly, the first of his men burst forth from the trees, two massive Grey Wolves, nearly as large and agile as Jeremy. Shifting from wolf into human form within seconds, they stood nude before them. As a Rogue, that was one aspect of pack life Isabella was certain she’d never get used to.

A pack that can take care of omega is one that's very wealthy, and powerful, the other five clans that have the omegas, are the most known clans, wolves who want to join other packs try their best to join those big clans. "How about we leave this cold room pup?" I ask the puppy, he's a puppy, he'll never grow up to be a big wolf, he'll forever be this small. He nods his head yes, the basement is meant for wolves who are just shifting, and for the one, we need to contain, but the worse this pup would do is whine for my attention. I picked him up, he whined at being picked but he's only the size of a small dog, he's just a pup, I went toward our living room where the fireplace was turned on, I

Ash. His back was to her, but it was unmistakable—the broad shoulders, the dark hair, the way he stood with military precision. He was clad in the armor of a general, his raven-crest insignia gleaming in the candlelight. She could feel the breath catch in her chest, her heart thudding painfully against her ribs. Was it really him? Was he here, in front of her, as the empire’s prized weapon? Nia took a step forward, her feet moving of their own accord. But before she could close the distance, a chill swept through her. The hairs on her neck stood on end as if her wolf soul recognized him even before she could see his eyes.

A massive bear-kin warrior stepped forward, swinging a jagged obsidian spear at the chest of the closest clone. The thick stone blade impaled the grey-skinned monstrosity perfectly through the sternum. The clone did not even flinch. It grabbed the shaft of the spear and violently snapped it in half. The wound in its chest knit together in a fraction of a second, the pale flesh aggressively regenerating around the broken stone tip. The clone stepped inside the bearkin's reach and drove a fist into the warrior's ribs, a blow so fast and heavy it sounded like a cannon shot.

Lucas and I follow suit and we walk toward one another. The other wolves are both male and they look at Lucas while the leader speaks, “Beta, why are you on our lands?” Lucas talks with confidence, “Good evening, Alpha Mock. My pack member and I are looking for the Zobs. They are in your lands and attacked us yesterday.” Alpha Mock looks at the man with him, “Yes, we managed to get them off our lands. They are now back on Hail Wire lands. Why would you look for them?” Lucas looks at me, but I say nothing. I don’t know what to say when it comes to Werewolf matters.

As soon as two wolves made their appearance, I sprinted down, noting instantly who they were as their scents permeated the air. They stopped in their tracks at the sight of me. Yes! The plan was working! Jasmine sprinted down the hill, coming in with her sneak attack, pouncing and digging her claws into Alpha Vic's back. He was like a wild bronco as he tried to throw her off, but Jasmine was so fucking good, and kept a good hold on him, not allowing him to knock her off. Even pregnant, she was a badass.

I can't imagine them infiltrating into our homes and hurting my Sophia. "It doesn't matter the hour we get back, I am going to see her." My wolf and I crave to feel her soft touch. I need to see her to help clear my head from what I had seen and experienced earlier. "Your leg, are you okay?" Owen had his leg dislocated by one of the rogues. "Yeah, it should be back to normal in the morning." I nodded glancing around the room. Seems like we are the only ones who aren't busy.

feeling. I'm beginning to panic. I can't wrap my mind around how I could be a wolf! How is this possible? I ask myself out loud as I'm pacing the yard. I feel that same feeling; my eyes are burning, my heart is beating fast, and my fingers are hurting this time more than the first time, causing me to scream so loud that my sisters come running outside. I'm now at my knees, holding my eyes shut and my hands in the pockets of my hoodie. They get to my side asking what's wrong, trying to help me up in trying to hide what's happening to me, but the pain is so intense I can't fight it monaye grabs my left hand out of my pocket when I fall over in intense pain she looks at my hand and drops it qu