Wreck-it Ralph Markowski Novels & Stories

I said, relaxing my back against the chair. "He should be used as the last scapegoat to teach others some lessons." Ralph seethed through his clenched teeth, his hands tightened around the pictures in his grips with the color of his eyes turning dark. "No," I answered, tapping Ralph's hands to calm his nerves. "We should know who the mastermind was." Ralph let out a silly smile and stared intently at me. "Do you also need someone to tell you? Who else will dare to pull this big hit if ain't your brother, Marcus?"

Mark finally broke it. "Wolfe," he said, pushing himself up from the chair, his voice carrying the weight of command. "What’s your plan?" He walked toward me, slow, deliberate. "Viper’s your man. You can’t double-cross the cartel. We stick to the plan." I looked up at him, anger snapping through me before I could stop it. "And that plan cost Maria her life," I shot back. Mark’s eyes hardened. "Hector’s bluffing, can’t you see?" His hand came down on the table, the crack of wood under his palm slicing through the room.

It’s uncomfortable and I’d rather be outside recharging. “Who wou-” the she-wolf starts before I turn to her and cut her off. “There’s an Alpha out there, that Viktor has angered,” I say nodding in his direction before turning back to him. “Can you think of an Alpha that you’ve pissed off recently?” “I have a lot of enemies. An Alpha doesn’t have many friends,” he says anger apparent in his tone. “Well…,” I say before taking a deep breath, “This particular Alpha, is recruiting rogues and in return, he provides them with food.”

But alas, he couldn’t just not do any of his responsibilities as Alpha of the pack. Everyone who needed rest, he told them to take a break. Those who can still move around began the clean-up. They first dealt with their comrades, giving aid to those who are badly injured and in need of medical attention. Priorities. Marco brought Walter’s body deeper into the woods and began digging. They would set him on fire and witness his ruin before burying him. It has to be done. Otherwise, they can’t be sure if he planned some hocus-pocus or if his minions would.

Is he mad and lost all the wires connected to his brain? "Marko! My friend, I should reward you for your services." MArko knew his boss was not in his senses but he need to save himself from his insanity, "Capo order what I need to do?" His boss gave a lopsided grin and chuckled "That's right , I am the CAPO, the real Marko, not a Mob leader. But that Fucking Falcone made me and treat me like a fucking Soldiers who would dance on his finger tips. That's the reason I made my treaty with Russians. They would help me to make my dream come true. That would be the last day of that Bastard Capo."

A child is born marked by a cursed It arrival is to redeem the cursed The cursed will be redeem and it lost glory will be restored, By one single decision of the marked child. The wrong decision shall result to war The right decision shall bring peace to the land." "Everyone knows the marked child is you, the cursed is the exile alpha and his lost glory is this pack and his position as king over the other packs. Any decision that you will make either determines the stands of the pack and also the fall of the pack. Since you have already been marked everyone in the pack is wary of you, I had no option but to send you, your mother and brother, to the state to keep you away from prying eyes tha

He always was. "He asked me to give you this," Marcus said, holding out a scroll. I took it, my eyes narrowing as I studied his face. He wasn’t going to give me any more information—I could see that much. Whatever Alec had planned, I would have to find out on my own. I unrolled the scroll, the words on the parchment sending a wave of anger through me as I read: --- Hello Ralph, I trust you're okay. I heard that you’re on a journey with a hundred men, all on a mission. I just wanted to let you know that your pack is about to be taken away from you, and I’m willing to help you protect it—if you comply with my terms.

He asked curiously. "He found our lost son in the woods," Sophia interjected, surprising Jinx. "Is he a decent fellow?" Faelon inquired bluntly. "The lonely male is a Dire wolf Alpha without a pack due to the rarity of the Dires. He is an old-school wolf, fair and honorable. He also has a young daughter named Sasha," he answered nonchalantly. Sophia looked up at me while biting her bottom lip in uncertainty. The Alpha was watching them and suggested that he invite the Dire wolf over for the evening meal. Both Faelon and Sophia nodded their heads.

Ace cleared his throat, “Let’s leave the catching up later, for now, we have to shut this whole building down.” “Kira?” Arya asked to gain my attention and I smiled at her. “Arya! I am glad you are safe!” I said, waving at her. She chuckled, and Alpha Kai put her down and she ran to hug me. She then looked at the unfamiliar werewolf behind us, “Who is that?” “Markus. Ace’s past beta.” I answered, “It’s a bit complicated but he’s a friend.” I nodded, seeing Alpha Ace and Kai talking to each other.

*****Warning***** ***Mature Content Ahead*** “Not just taken. I want to be marked by you! I want you to take me completely. I want all of you!” Daisy said everything with so much passion, hunger and need that there is no denying that she was speaking the truth. “Are you sure about this, Daisy? I mean, you are a human being. Marking is really painful even for werewolves!” Ralph informed her in a worried. In reality, he was dying to mark his mate, but he can’t afford to hurt her. She is the most important person in her life and just in a small time span, he fell for her really deep. He knew he won’t be able to see her in pain.