Wolfie Special Agent Oso Novels & Stories

‘Did it work? We see a large hand come out and land in the rubble then another. Kay-Os crawls out of the debris. My wolf starts to back up and gets ready to run again. Kay-Os lifts his head and growls then passes out. I shift. “YEAH!” I jump at him, pointing. “Take that asshole! WOO!” River shifts. ‘Bring the cage.’ He links. We load him into the pure silver cage and onto a flat bed truck.

Beta Osiris explained. "That's why the Epsilon Werewolves are more powerful than us," Beta Osiris said, recalling Gamma Kai. "And the Asmodeus pack is now regaining their power." Howl Wolf Vladimir and Gamma Kai were lost in their own thoughts and didn't hear the words of Alpha Altan and Beta Osiris. Howl Wolf Vladimir was upset that he couldn't protect True Alpha Alparic's body. Gamma Kai was upset that the key to Omicron Wolf Kendrick's release was still kept in True Alpha Alparic's body at his behest.

This was getting serious and he braced himself for whatever was going to be said. Phiri left the room upon Lucille's request and she soon came back with an old man with long beards. Calvin looked the man over, wondering who he was and what he had to say. "This is Mister Fallon" Lucille introduced the old man who smiled, baring his incomplete dentition. "He is an omega wolf, originally of the western Pack. During our investigation, he had quite a lot of information and that's why we brought him." "You're welcome, Mister Fallon" Calvin said as he eyed the man who just kept smiling.

To only take out a small diary from his pocket to place it in my lap . "But first go through this." I pick up the diary in my palms, the sign on its first page making me gulp. It was the same sign I saw in the diary in Volkan's office. An infinity sign with a wolf in centre. And I look up at into his eyes. Why was he showing it to me? Gulping I open the first page to see images of a big wolf standing inside a burned village...dead bodies surrounding him. The words written under it were in a language I couldn't understand.

I lay on the gas, make a couple jumps and I’m close enough. I raise the gun back up and line up my sights when I see something beyond the rogue. It’s a territory marker. Shit. We’ve reached the pack lands. I can’t risk the shot now. My only hope is to keep chasing him in case he turns back and gives me another chance. Maybe I can turn him around if I get a good enough angle on him. I’d be screwed if one of my shots ended up hitting one of the pack wolves. Normal tranquilizers won’t do anything but these are special. Made specifically to knock out the wolf side and put the human side to sleep. No wolf means no extra strength, speed, or increased healing capabilities. Much easier to work with

with him in another mission, they were sixty that went to investigate a drug trafficking secret society, one who had been troubling the country for many decades, so many had tried and failed, Wagon was the leader of the cabal, he was almost more powerful than the president, Wagon had a mine where he forced men an women into slavery, they were taken their by ship for mining, most of these men were agents once sent to the cabal, either to attack it or went underground to leak their sources, like customers who buys from them, his criminal networks spread all over the world in those days, Peter smile and Custom Crate took the job to evade jail time, after court had sentenced them for man slaugh

I thought even his office would be all black but it wasn't. My eyes landed on the papers laying messily on his desk. I contemplated whether to clean them up or not. But, I'm not a tidy person and that thought coming in my mind is ominous. I shrugged, picking up the papers and piling them in a clean stack before my eyes caught something different. Rogues attack records. "They make records of even the attacks? Don't tell me they put this in the history of the werewolf." I mumbled to myself, opening the file.

"Seems they've been getting pretty friendly with the enemy. I want you go to there and remind them who their friends really are. Roll in with a display of force if you have to." Wolfe furrowed his brow. He had sensed no deception the last time he had gone there, and the sheikh had welcomed the Americans with open arms. "Sir, where are we getting this intel from?" "We got this direct from the Afghan National Army. Now, you're to go there and-" "Who in the ANA?" Wolfe asked, cutting off the colonel. Donato looked at him as if he was going to reprimand him, then answered the question. "A guy named Actor or something."

This was the fallout. As the net touched the ground, a dozen men in tactical gear swarmed us. I didn't move. I kept my arms around Iris, my body a barrier between her and the world. "Mr. Wolfe? Ms. Calder?" A man in a dark windbreaker stepped forward, his badge glinting in the strobe of the police lights. "Special Agent Miller, SEC Fraud Division. We received your packet. And the coordinates." Iris sat up, her spine straightening with that sharp, boardroom precision that I’d grown to worship. She wiped a smudge of soot from her cheek and looked the agent dead in the eye.

* Althea * Two wolves are seated in front of the black BMW while I stay silent at the back. Both were serious as according to the Alpha King's Beta who sits near the driver, we are going to be late. The Beta who introduced himself as Osouf is a tall man with the build of a warrior, he made my brother feel insecure and I couldn't even say no when he told me to get in the car after his greeting to my mother. Although the Villa given to us is near the Royal Palace it would take thirty to forty minutes on a four-wheel drive to get there.