Wolfie Special Agent Oso Novels & Stories

he asks. “The big man told us so. We had classes with him.” I answer. 2010 stops again, and takes his water bottle out, “You were really his special pets. I only met him once and he patted my head when I killed the last member of my family group.” I can tell there is some sadness in his voice as he says this, but it’s gone quickly. “Do wild wolves know how to fight like us?” he asks. I shrug, “Some do but not exactly like us. We are trained specialists.”

Neither does Diesel. Lexi reaches out her hand like she is going to pet us then pulls her hand back. “ I’m sorry. That was rude. I shouldn’t assume you want me to pet you. I guess I’m used to having Argos around.” Diesel growls at the thought of her touching another wolf. Lexi laughs “ Easy boy. He is just a friend. I think. He is a wolf like you. And I talk to him as well. He is my only friend actually. Kind of sad that my only friend is a wild animal.” Diesel and Kratos walk up and lay their heads on her knees. Neither like the feeling coming off her.

We waited for a brief minute before we peeked our heads through the window to see a very large wolf, waiting beneath the window, a piece of clothing hanging from his mouth. "I'll go first," Liza whispered, taking a deep breath before she forced herself to let go of my hand and jump straight through the window. A brief yelp escaped her lips as she fell. I quickly waved my hand slightly as I called upon the wind, "gather," I muttered, directing the invisible force beneath Liza as she landed softly on Axil's back. "What was that?" An officer asked in alarm. I froze in place and refused to look behind me, holding my breath.

It's only been a week. "I'll see you." He waves before retreating. Hiro waves back and waits for him to be gone before deciding to climb up. He hasn't made his first step yet when another guy blocks his line of vision, with the same energy the stranger from a while ago—the one following him—was emitting. But he knows who this guy is. It's Jun Masamoto. Tall, and handsome, with masculine features and textbook brown eyes that turns gold every time he doesn't get what he wants. He's a werewolf.

I closed my eyes and tried to steady my breathing. “How is my wolfless omega doing?” “What do you want, Anita?” Roxanne asked quietly. The news I had just dropped, made her weak as it made me. “I wasn't speaking to you. The wolfless omega has a mouth to respond. Or has she lost her speaking ability? Ah, you are really unfortunate” “I can speak and I am not wolfless” I replied. I had a lot I need to do and speaking to Anita and her minors isn't one of them.

As an Alpha werewolf, my physique was robust, and my reflexes were swift, propelling me ahead of my peers and quickly establishing me as the leader of my specialized team. However, everything shifted five years ago during a mission involving a terrorist known as Eclipse. The reality was, it wasn't Eclipse itself but an impostor using its name to wreak havoc and inadvertently entangle citizens in a foreign country. Our team was dispatched for a rescue operation, and I was on the brink of capturing Eclipse's trail.

Something wasn't right. Lucas couldn't put his finger on it, but he knew there was an imbalance going on. He ordered extra patrols and continued to survey his section of the boarder. He'd wanted even more men, but without a sighting or actual proof of an outcast James wouldn't give his approval. Lucas learned a long time ago that the best proof was his gut feeling, but the Alpha didn't agree. "Oooooowwwww, owwww, wooooo." The wolf's bay carried through the air.

What happened next was shocking. He dragged me back to the house by my arm and what I saw when I got inside was horrifying my parents lay dead and the house was trashed, but what scared me more was there was no scent of a rogue being in the house. Beta peter turned to me and asked what happened and why i lied i kept telling him i didn't but he didn't believe me and since my parents were dead Beta peter became the alpha and he had the pack warriors take me to the interrogation room. I sat quietly waiting for him and when he finally came he told me if I didn't tell the truth I would become the omega of the pack. He kept asking questions all night and by the end of it all he still didn't belie

She had also aligned herself with The Norn, a global organization that held the Gores' hopes of making a comeback. She snapped her fingers, and a bald man named Wild Wolf stepped forward, his arm resembling an iron rod. Yvonne used her lipstick to write her name on his palm, then gave him an order as though she were a queen, "Take my insignia and find that clueless boy. Tell him to break his own arm and send the woman Mr. Abditus likes as an apology. This is his only chance..." Wild Wolf, an excellent marksman, chose to remain with Yvonne instead of joining an international shooting team. His status had risen over the years, making him feel invincible.

Why would this happen on my special day? In the midst of my confusion, Tristan walked in with the Wolf Spies’ leader. A formidable figure, exuding strength and cunning. The wolf spies are trained wolf allies who can discreetly observe and report back on suspicious activities going on within the pack. They are more like CCTV cameras used in the human world. “Did you observe anything suspicious recently?” Tristan shot the leader a blazing glare. “Yes, my Alpha,” the leader bowed. “And why didn’t you report that to me? Tristan's hand caught in the wolf spy's leader's throat as he tried to fight off his fierce grip. His voice caught in his throat as he tried to respond.