Wolffe Clone Trooper Novels & Stories

There hasn't been a rider born in half a century, and even before, there was only one that ruled Astoria. How could I destroy her now? Her being half human, and Astoria’s vow made this complicated. “Now what indeed.” I sighed out loud. The best thing I could do was keep her in sight and make sure she didn’t realize her powers. Snuff it out before she did. I had Max. He was the most knowledgeable in werewolf law. He could help me. “I want—what’s the thing's name—? “Jezebel.” “I want Jezebel to come live with me. She will stay under my clan, as my ward.”

I wrote furiously. I needed to get the information out as soon as possible. The Warriors needed the information. "Rogues are behind Trail Maps! There were 10 or more on the trail. Selling girls to guy named STAN Stan didn't want to come for one girl without a wolf Bosses = Jerk and Twit - I can identify them! Others are Messenger (kicked him - he hit me with shoe), Dumb (slashed him deep), Dirty (bit his dick - slashed him) - I can identify them!!!"

and a “ The prophecy is true.” “ My wolves. I am Luna Lexi.” I told them. I point to Luther and Ryan. “ These are my mates. Alpha Ryan and Alpha Luther. We welcome you. You are free now. We will help you in any way we can. If you can return to your home packs. We will make it happen. If that isn’t possible we invite you to join us.” I said. They looked so overwhelmed yet, I could see them relax a little.

was coming in place, some curiosity was now seeping in. “That if two officers agree, the plan may fail? Yes mam. But DragonWolves are always precise in our actions.” Froster’s confidence was reassuring, it reminded her of Varker. In fact a lot of things about Froster reminded her of her dead friend. Like Varker, Able Froster was blunt in delivery, direct in his opinion but was also a reliable soldier. Of course the Dragonwolf’s personality was far more stripped down than the late Staff Sergeant. “We go with your second suggestion Lieutenant.”

what he was looking for. Some of the mutant leaders wielded pistols. Some had familiar designs similar to the weapons in his hands. No doubt they looted from the corpses of the dead wolves in the temple. There were a few others with archaic designs similar to ChaosMarines. They must have come to the planet with the heretics, Ragnar thought. As long as he doesn't get off the bridge quickly, it doesn't matter. He looked around and everyone else saw what he noticed. He immediately recognized their smell and appearance. With true space wolf independence, they decided for themselves. However, they withstood a firestorm against their enemies, killing them with every attack. Ragnar saw that there

He looked at the drones closing in. "The results are in," he said. The white wolf on the cliff turned toward the drones. It didn't flee. It bared its teeth—three rows of silver-tipped serrations. It let out another digital scream, and the first wave of drones simply dropped out of the sky, their circuits fried by the pulse. "Leo! Come down here!" I screamed. The wolf didn't move. It wasn't my son anymore. It was a weapon system with a pulse. A speaker on the lead ship crackled to life. A voice boomed across the water, amplified by a thousand decibels.

“Don’t hold this over my head. It makes no sense to wait. Are you saying I must win in order for us both to have a body double and, if not, you will do without? That’s crazy, Alpha.” The asshole just shrugged. In my opinion it was imperative we produce more clones. Who knew, they could be useful in any war. It would reduce the risk of the ranking warriors being captured, not to mention the Alpha and Luna. I already had my own, of course. You couldn’t improve on perfection, just Amy II’s vocabulary. Her tendency to mouth off was so typical it couldn’t be messed with. Yet Kane’s automaton was possessed by a very hostile Lycan wolf.

Faith saw it, a small, mechanical chip implanted at the base of the clone’s skull. “Control chips,” Leo shouted. “Vane isn't just growing them; he’s remote-controlling their nervous systems!” Suddenly, the clone’s expression went from curious to lethal. Her silver eyes turned a dark, angry red. She let out a scream that sounded like digital static and lunged at Faith. The lab exploded into chaos. Killian shifted mid-air, his massive silver-grey wolf slamming into three clones at once. He was careful not to use his claws. He knew these girls were victims, but he had to use his sheer strength to keep them away from Faith.

All in all, the clone could tell that this wasn't a hastily constructed village but one that had been in the works for months, at least. The clone made no action in following the guards as they returned to the village. While it was a clone of Kirou, possessing access to all of his skills and weapons, it was also currently under the same weapon restriction as its master, being able to only use just one weapon type. Wires weren't something that could be used to start a fight with this village. Besides that, the clone was also aware that it was only there to scout information, so it quickly circled the village a few times, making note of any off points before backing off. After it returned to t