Wolfie Special Agent Oso Novels & Stories

He said, "I thought you were on her side all this while. But please, you are not doing us any kindness here. Do you think you are doing the right thing? I can tell you are doing the wrong thing. Let's beg her and see what she does." "Beg my ass" he scoffed out a mirthless chuckle and pointed the gun towards Andre "You will not tell me what to do with her. Do you understand me!" Andre said, "Calm down. That will do, Norris. There is no need for that." My lips trembled at the drama. They wouldn't dare to fight me or my wolf, because we both were just deadly. I could single-handedly take on a whole Pack and beat them to a pulp.

She shook her head sadly. Taken back by this revelation, No one spoke. It was still sinking in for them. Even after a while no one spoke. They couldn't move, they were all thinking the same thing....the Brotherhood was in trouble. "I didn't want to do this, but Jo is a special wolf. As am I and a handful of others in the Rogues." Aisha mumbled, not wanting to reveal her secrets that she had fought to keep buried for centuries. "What did you mean ‘special’ wolf?" Rex asked, his eyes burning into hers, demanding answers, true answers.

He lifted his hand to reveal a white paper origami wolf, that when you move its tail, it looks like it howls into the air. “This is for you. While you are staying with us, you are a part of our pack and nobody will ever hurt you. I give you my word, if anyone lays a hand on you, they will lose their life.” I watched his eyes flicker and could see his wolf present, there was more to his words than just calming Susan down. “That's beautiful. Look Leon it looks just like Mystic, Nate's wolf.” She gleamed as she reached for it but I on the other hand stiffened. That was not a part of the conversation we had gotten too yet.

I said, escorting him out when the Gamma came in, bowing at our feet. “Dave,” my son called, drawing closer to him. “What’s the report?” he asked. Dave, the Gamma, he’s the head of Wolf Fall’s army, protecting and alerting the pack of any danger. Last night, there was an alert on the sighting of a notorious rogue we’ve been hunting down for long. And by we, I mean myself and Thelma. My son sees this rogue as one who works for our enemies, but I see that beast as my ticket to something important.

The question arrived last night walking home from the herb shop, and by the time I reached the Halverson Building's front steps I had already assembled the answer. Garrett Shaw. SEB agent. Wolf, which is unusual for an enforcement officer, most of whom are human or human-adjacent by institutional preference, because fully supernatural agents create conflict-of-interest complications in pack investigations. His wolf status is documented in the public SEB registry, which I looked at once three months ago for reasons unrelated to anything current and which I filed and did not think about again until last night.

I hear Alessio say mine and then Eznzo say ours and that’s when I make my way out of the shadows I have a feeling like something inside me is telling me to use the Alpha purr, it only works with Omegas and for some reason, I cannot feel her wolf, I know she is there but it’s like she is dormant or something, which is odd. As I come forward and face her I use my Alpha Purr and the next second she instantly relaxes and is lulled into a deep sleep. With my enhanced vision the shock on the guy’s faces tells me they were not expecting that, Enzo scoops up her limp body and we make our way back upstairs and into the privacy of the VIP lounge.

"Seraphina! Seraphina, can you hear me?" She opened her eyes, a weak smile spreading across her face. "I can hear you. I'm okay. I'm okay." He pulled her into his arms, holding her tight against his chest. "You did it. You actually did it." "We did it." She pressed her face against his neck, breathing in his scent. "We did it together." The white wolf appeared beside them, his silver fur glowing with renewed light. He was healed now, free of the corruption that had consumed him.

“We’ve got company.” “Where?” Dickson asked. “About three miles out. Unknown wolves. Not rogues. Not packed.” “Rosa’s people?” I asked. Kelvin nodded. “Maybe. But we can’t trust that.” Dickson grabbed his coat. “Let’s go.” “No,” Kelvin said. “Let me meet them first.” Dickson hesitated, then nodded. “Take backup.” Kelvin left. And the house grew quiet again. Kelvin I drove alone, but I wasn’t unarmed. Two blades. One gun. My wolf is alert and just beneath the surface.

leave because that would cause suspension and get the packs talking. When you are a wolf married to your mate, it's not easy to walk away until death. If she truly wants an out, she will have to die. She has to stay to protect us; at least, that's what I've been told all my life. also, be careful. They can sense when you have become a wolf and sense your aura. If it seems too strong, that may cause a problem. I didn't see yours until we started talking, and it almost looks like mine. “ I look over at Jesse. “ what do you mean, my aura?? I'm not an alpha. What is going on ?” Jesse stands up, closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, and then opens Her eyes. They're deep, bright red, and around h

To Alex, he said, “You have five minutes.” Alex nodded acceptance and thanks before Logan spun on a heel and left the room, closing the door behind him. I was left alone in a room with a stranger. I tried not to fidget nervously as I clung to the facade of calm. I couldn’t let him know how unnerved I was to be stuck here talking to him. “So,” Alex began. “The Silverwolf has been found at last.” Chills ran down my spine, and I stiffened in shock. “How did you know?” I asked curtly.