#werewolf? johnny

[sprout-fics]

Soap being bitten by a weird looking attack dog on mission and does the usual rabies shots treatment/whatever. All his tests came back fine so he's not really worried about it.

It's just that....

Was he always this hairy? Like yeah sure he's never been sleek exactly, always had a dense bit of hair across his arms, legs, and torso. But recently it feels thicker, coarser.

Did you start wearing a new perfume? Weird he didn't notice until now. It smells amazing on you, he can't help but bury his face in your neck given any chance to do so, nibbles at your neck as you giggle and swat at him.

Everything's louder now. He mentions to Price that he can hear conversations from three offices over, and Price just shrugs and asks why he's complaining- his hearing has been damaged by so many close proximity explosions. Maybe it's just healed on its own somehow.

He keeps having to trim his nails for some reason, and doesn't miss Ghost's weird, observant stare as he sits next to the trash bin for the third time that week trimming his toenails. "Giving yerself a pedicure, Johnny?"

He's so hungry all the time. Gaz jokes he's going through a growth spurt the way he devours his meals, piles on the protein and craves red meat. Soap tells himself he was planning on going on a high-protein diet anyways so he can bulk out a little, so it's not really an issue.

You complain about the love bites he gives you, how he's biting harder than he should, and Soap swears up and down he isn't. The welts on your neck and shoulders tell a different story though, and when you frown at him Soap whines, wanting to tuck a tail he doesn't have under him in apology.

It's weird, but it's mostly explainable.

That is, until the next full moon, when you wake in the darkness of your bedroom to the low, dangerous growl of something wild and feral as he slowly creeps up your body and lets instinct take root.

[gomzdrawfr]

sketch page comms for @bluegiragi :D

[nathanwonderwolf]

Guardians

Keegan x Roach

Ghost x Soap

CoD WerewolfAU

[silverycryptid]

we're back to monster posting

[killerpancakeburger]

Oblivious!Human!Reader x Smitten!Werewolf!Soap 🐺

Soap, pinning them against a wall, in a growl: Y'drive me bloody mad, y'know tha? (sexual) (bc Reader has been missing all the hints he drops)

Reader: Oh... sorry (interprets "driving mad" as "annoying")

[secretlysimpash]

Werewolf!141 + scenting the reader

Warning(s): some nsfw on Ghost's part, reader's gender is not specified, werewolf stuff, MDNI

Price is fairly discreet about it...He'll give you something of his to wear. A hoodie, one of his shirts, might even say yes if you ask to wear his hat. If he's had a shift recently, you'll be wearing his fur on your clothes. Do not try using a lint roller to get it off. He'll just go back into his wolf form and roll on your fresh laundry out of spite. You need to smell like him.

Gaz just tries staying by you as much as he can. You can't lose his scent if he's practically right on top of you at all times. So he'll always have an arm slung around your shoulders or around your waist, keeping you tucked at his side. During his shifts, he'll aggressively lap at your face, neck, and hair to groom you and to keep his scent there. Expect little love bites and nibbles here and there too.

As usual, Soap is not like the others. He'll shift just to rub his face against you, keeping his scent on your clothes, hair, skin. And did you plan to take a shower? Well your shampoo and soap and everything else is suddenly...Missing. Don't give him that look, bonnie. No showers this close to a full moon, you need to smell like him. Plus, he likes your natural scent. You'll survive one or two more nights.

Ghost will also tell you not to shower, but he's reasonable...Reasonable-ish. You'll be able to shower, but immediately after you get out, Ghost is dragging you to his room and pinning you under him. He's scenting you inside and out, sinking his teeth into your shoulder as he ruts into you. He needs everyone to know that you're his mate, his scent is all over you, and the rest of the pack needs to know.

[2puncturezz]

HOTEL TRANSYLVANIA REDESIGNS WAHOO

I love the first movie a whole lot so I decided to redesign the characters 🦇

[biohazardmist]

Johnny Cage painting + doodles

[teddypines]

Daddy's Home

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Summary: The 141, mostly Price, getting a warm welcome home from a long mission away. His dragon babies being adorable and Soap being a little possessive. Also Y/N being a good mom, because you are doing great.

Note: Just fluff in the monster au.

Art/picture is from Pinterest, credits go to whoever made it.

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Y/N helped Amy out of the car before grabbing Jim from his carseat. She wasn’t scared that Amy would run off right now, since the toddler was holding onto her belt loops and couldn’t fly very far on her own. She was way too tired to do anything else but to hold onto Momma. Y/N smiled while strapping the hatchling to her chest in his papoose. Amy used to fit inside the papoose when she was still small, but now it was Jim’s. Once Jim was all settled and continuing his nap, Y/N closed the car door. “Want to be on Momma’s back, Sweetpea?” She asked Amy, receiving a small nod from the toddler. She helped Amy onto her back, making sure she was safe between her wings. 

With the children close to her Y/N grabbed the baby bag from the trunk and locked the car. They were going to pick up Daddy from a long mission. It had been a rough couple of months, especially with Price missing Jim’s hatching, but she filmed it for him and sent it to him so he wouldn’t miss it entirely. Amy was missing Daddy bedtime and just having him and her uncles around. With a small determent smile Y/N took the kids to the airfield on base. Hoping Nikolia took the 141 back home safely.

Y/N had to wait a little while in one of the hangars, of course being checked and double checked that it was actually okay for her and the children to be there. Getting a few odd looks as she sat there, Amy still holding onto her back. “Momma? Why are we up?” She asked in a sleepy voice. it actually made a few of the nearby soldiers melt at how cute the little dragon was. “We are picking up Daddy, Sweetpea. Bringing him home with us, and of course your uncles too. Their flight is just really early that’s why we are up early too.” Y/N explained to Amy, hoping her tired mind would understand what was going on for now. Amy nodded her head against Y/N’s back. “Otay.” 

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It’s been a long 3 months. Price hated it, even more because he missed the hatching of his son. He was glad Y/N filmed it for him, but he still felt upset about it. He missed his princess and his wife. Only he didn’t have a lot of time to dwell on what he was missing since the mission came first. He had to make sure his team was doing their jobs and that they got home safe after it all ended. They got pretty lucky with this mission, only Soap was hurt and that was mostly his own fault for not looking where he was going. There were minor injuries, but Ghost still fussed over Soap on the plane, giving him a small lecture about keeping his eyes open and to focus instead of yepping over com’s. 

Price just let it all happen around him as he talked to Gaz, telling the sergeant how much he longed for a hot shower and cuddles on the couch. Wanting to hear Amy’s voice, wanting to hold his son and to kiss Y/N. It was clear by the way Price moved his tail around the floor of the plane. Gaz understood the longing his captain felt, wanting to go back to his own loved ones. He was just as curious about seeing Price’s son as the man himself, wondering if the hatchling got his colors for his dad or his mom, or maybe a mix of both. Soap just wanted to see the hatchling and Y/N again, and have some time with Ghost. And Ghost just wanted to sleep.

“Landing in about 10 minutes, everyone.” Nikolia’s co-pilot announced to the 141, The four of them smiling at the news. They would be home soon with a welcome home party waiting for them on base. A small party, but a party nonetheless.

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“Miss? The plane is landing in about five minutes, would you like me to take you to the landing?” One of the soldiers around her asked with a kind smile on his face. Y/N nodded and stood up with a groan, Amy was fast asleep on her back, putting her full weight onto her Momma’s back. “Yes, I would like that, thank you.” Y/N answered. Quickly following after the soldier. She knew she had to wake Amy up soon or she would be upset that she didn’t get to greet her daddy. Jim wouldn’t mind either way, he was happy with whatever. 

Amy luckily woke up by herself from the loud noise of the plane. She was wide awake when she realized her Daddy was on that plane. “Momma, down! I want down!!” She demanded while struggling between Y/N’s wings. “Hold on a moment, Sweetpea, Momma is still walking.” Y/N answered only to be ignored by the toddler. Y/N sighed and quickly let Amy down. Needing to stop and kneel slightly, just to let the little one off safely. Amy flapped her wings in excitement as she ran a head to the landing plane. “Not too fast, Amy! We don’t want you to fall.” Y/N yelled after her. 

The soldier led the last bit of the way to the landing, the plane already landed. Now they just had to wait for the loading door to open. Amy, already jumping up in the air to fly towards daddy. “Daddy!” She yelled, just wanting her daddy back with her. 

It took a little while for the loading door to open, but there they were, the 141 safe and sound. Amy flew into Price’s arms, surprising him just a little. John quickly wrapped his arms around his little girl and kissed her head between her growing horns. “Hello, Pumpkin.” John greeted Amy. “I missed you so much.” He mumbled against her head “Missed you too, Daddy.” Amy answered. The others just chuckled and walked past the two dragons. Soap quickly going over to Y/N, the werewolf was more excited about seeing the hatchling and Y/N. 

“Sooooo, where is he?!” Soap asked, his tail wagging like crazy. “Well hello to you too, Johnny, yes i am doing great, thank you for asking.” Y/N responded as she carefully took Jim out of his papoose. “Jimmy, meet your uncle Johnny. He’s a werewolf and you’re gonna love cuddling with him.” She introduced the two. Johnny looking at the dragon hatchling in aw. “He looks so small.” Johnny carefully took Jim from Y/N. “Yeah, he’s just a little smaller than when Amy hatched.” Y/N answered, making sure Johnny was holding Jim the right way. Even when he had a lot of experience with holding Amy, Jim was just a bit more fussy about how people should hold him.

Simon slowly made his way to Johnny and Y/N, standing next to Y/N as he looked at Jim. “He does have a lot more hair than Amy did after hatching.” He commented after taking off his mask, not wanting to scare the hatchling. Knowing from experience that hatchlings didn’t like his Ghost mask. “Yeah, he has his Momma’s hair.” Y/N explained. 

John finally let Amy go once Kyle was like, ‘Okay enough, my time for hugs’. He looked over at the group a little further from the plane, he saw Y/N and just ran to her. Catching her off guard when he picked her up and kissed her. Holding her close as he spun her around. “Hello, Love.” He whispered to her. “Welcome home.” Y/N whispered back. She had wrapped her arms and wings around John, giving them a small moment alone. Putting his forehead and horns against hers. “I missed you.” Y/N whispered, a few tears rolling down her cheeks as she looked at her husband. “I missed you more, Love.” John answered between kissing her cheeks. Kissing her tears away. His one wing goes around Y/N’s wings.

“Do you want to see your son?” Y/N asked after a moment of silence. John nodded in answer before reluctantly letting Y/N go. She grabbed his hand and led him back to Johnny and Simon. “Johnny boy, can I have my son back?” She asked only to receive an almost death glare back from the werewolf. “Johnny, give the lass her son!” Simon ordered the werewolf, knowing he was already attached to the hatchling, just like when he first met Amy. Johnny whined before handing Jim back to Y/N. She moved Jim in John’s direction. “Meet your son, James Henry Price.” John looked at the hatchling in aw before grabbing him. Holding him close and just taking everything in. “He is beautiful, Love.” 

Amy ran towards her Momma and Daddy once she was out of Kyle’s arms. “Daddy’s home!!!” She cheered, continuing to run around the 141. Kyle joined the group shortly after. “She has a lot of energy doesn’t she?” John nodded his head, but kept his focus on his son. Jim let out a big yawn and spread his little wings a bit, they were still flimsy, but are slowly getting stronger. They were a pretty light blue. Getting the color from John's mother. “Owh What a handsome boy.” Kyle cooed over the hatchling. John smiled At his son and quickly kissed Y/N. “Thank you, love, thank you for this. For coming to get us.”

“Always John.” Y/N answered, happy that the boy’s were home safe.

[leyavo]

Beta!reader that just wanted to live with their omega childhood friend, but they get lumped with another Beta…Johnny. Something about creating a strong connection between another pack.

You hate the ranks and how superiors pull it, forcing others to submit. So you’re forever snapping at Johnny. Your current Alpha doesn’t let you see your omega friend and you think it’s the 141 packs doing.

And Johnny’s so patient with you, like you’re some wounded animal biting the hand that’s trying to feed you. You refuse to eat anything he makes, only going to the kitchen when he’s asleep.

He likes your bite though, likes that you’re not afraid to stand up for yourself and not trust so willingly. You’re a Beta after all, but you can’t ignore the orders of an Alpha. Can’t see your childhood friend.

So Johnny can hear your whines through the walls, scent the sadness clung to your chest and he thinks it because you don’t like him. Don’t think he’s enough.

It’s starts to manifest as something rotting inside of you. Johnny can’t quite seem to get you to warm to him or the others. You’re slowly giving into the wolf within, letting it take over instead of your human traits.

You’re territorial with your space, won’t let anyone in the small room Johnny gave you next to his. The nest you’d built never to your liking, lacking anything familiar or homely. You shred the bedding and just sleep on the bare mattress. The wood flooring full of claw marks.

And when you finally lash out at him, he doesn’t even do anything. “Fight back,” you snarl, teeth bared and fists clenched nails sinking into your palm.

“What ya’ fighting for?” He simply asks, knowing that something like this doesn’t just happen. There must be a reason why you’re always so tense, ready to act at any threat. Nothing to do with being a beta. No he knows what a trauma bond looks like. You reek of desperation.

You’re exhausted, too tired to argue as you ask if you can see your omega. A high pitched whine slipping from your lips as you say their name. A deep rooted longing, a weight upon your chest.

There’s no venom in your words, head bowed instead of chin lifted as you ask. You’re hanging by a thread, clutching onto the hope that Johnny will let you see them. Even for a second.

Johnny can feel the bubbling rage too, doesn’t like that you’ve been kept from someone that you’ve bonded with.

So he helps you figure out how to get permission to see your omega friend.

It’s a long aching journey, but you’re finally reunited with the omega and warmth blooms in Johnny’s chest as he sees you smile for the first time. Hands cradling your friend’s face, their trembling body relaxing under your touch.

Johnny loves how gentle you are, a stark contrast to the anger rotting inside you that he’d first witnessed.

You’re more talkative, open with Johnny after each visit to your friend. He finds out that you used to be feral, found as a child and brought into the pack. Your omega friend the only one that was brave enough to approach you in the playground and you’ve been inseparable ever since. Best friends, giving each other safety. How you were forever causing fights to protect them and always getting labeled as feral.

Everyone’s always said that Johnny’s feral, he hasn’t really thought about what he was before he was connected to you. A part of him healing alongside you.

Detailed version here

I’ve got a load of these in my drafts just sitting there 😅

[seeminglydark]

Teeny bit more Werewolf au before getting back to work on the comics! Hope you enjoyed! Xoxo

Him ears are on top of him head in the first one in case I make it into a sticker, makes it a bit more Wolfy ❤️

[sleepyconfusedpotato]

🐺🧼 More Werewolf!Soap 🐺🧼

Plain and simple, drawing Werewolf!Soap is just too much fun. Plus, every time I nail Neil's face I just cheer to myself! ヾ(≧▽≦*)o

He just goes into the battlefield naked and without any protective equipment. For what? He can heal himself and can stop bullets with his fingers. Just let him wreak havoc and you're sure to win a battle.

Hope you love this drawing! *(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭*ଘ

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[lemonmaid]

Werewolf Johnny x Reader

Usually the house is quiet. During the winter months, it's quieter, especially at night.

Johnny hears your scream from downstairs, immediately rushing to you.

There's stand you in the kitchen, by the door, "there's a wolf in our fucking kitchen Johnny!"

Fuck.

Johnny didn't mean for it to take this long telling you that he was a werewolf, he really did mean to tell you.

But three years of dating, two years of marriage- he just kept forgetting.

He really did mean to tell you after the third date-during your honeymoon- last week-

He just kept.... forgetting.

When he met you five years ago, he was in the woods with his pack. But he smelt something so heavenly, separating from his pack to find the orgin of said scent, where he found it came from you.

Immediately knowing that you're his mate, so he "bumped" into you, offered you a drink, five years later here you are.

"Luv- put down the bear spray" he was trying to sound calm, but how can he when he sees his mate holding a spray that's gonna hurt his pack mate's eye.

He hears Simon's damn mind link in his head, 'tell her now or I'll shift back right now'

"Johnny are you fucking crazy? There's a fucking giant ass wolf in our house".

He knows why Simon is doing this, being a cunt, forcing him to tell you now. A couple of nights ago, when he "went to get a drink with the last lads" (hunting aka), he mention to his pack that the two of you were thinking about having a kid (pups).

Here we are now, Simon is in his house, in form.

Johnny sighed, "Si please, fuckin leave".

You looked at Johnny like a mad man, "are you acually- it's a fucking wolf johnny".

Simon started counting down in Johnny's head.

"It's Simon love-".

'1'.

"It's a fucking wolf"

'2'

"Love, put down the spray".

'3'.

Right when you were about to argue, you turn to see the wolf... get bigger.

Suddenly the large black wolf, was on its hind legs, it's arms and chest getting bigger and then it's snout shifting to a recognizable face.

"Holy fucking shit- Simon?!" You screamed

Johnny knew he was fucked.

[killerpancakeburger]

Werewolf!Soap Hcs

The design I have in mind

Fell in love with you at first sight scent

Two words: Wagging! tail!!!! When he notices you, when he's excited or happy, when he's intensely focusing, when you two are being intimate.

Puppy eyes™️ power 1000000

Flatten his ears backwards when he's sad or thinks you’re mad at him. They perk up when he's called.

Incredible sense of smell that he can use to track you down. Can sense if you're particularly cheerful or sullen or aroused.

(Non-)human heater 

Purring machine

Ultimate nuzzler. Will nuzzle against your hair, your face, your neck, your chest, your stomach—

Adores headpats, ears scratches and being called a good boy by you

Lives for your approval

Lets you touch his fangs. Loves to nibble you but is careful to not draw blood.

Pounces on you when you haven't seen each other for more than a day

Is a whiner in and out of the bedroom. Knows it makes you putty in his hands.

Too big to be a lapdog when he's fully shifted, but that doesn't mean he ain't gonna try. Good luck kicking him out of your bed when he's in full wolf mode too.

It's a recurring joke on base that you’re his handler, and truth is more than once you had to drag him off someone after a provocation made him growl and bare his fangs.

[crystalbeetle888]

Wild Heart Pt. Intro

141 x Wolf-Hybrid Reader After trying for many years to leave the mercenary life behind, an old friend comes back into your life to offer you piece of adventure, and possibly something more. Warnings- Mentions of Violence, Course Language Words- 1,496

Master List Pt. Intro - Pt. 1

The rumbling sound of a car echoes throughout the valley. You can hear it miles before it breaks through the forest line. A black SUV with tinted out windows dives up the dirt road, dust clouds pooling behind it. You watch cautiously from the front porch, ears and eyes honing in on the unknown vehicle. You scrunch your nose at the pungent smell of diesel catching on the breeze. The car spins around on the road before stopping in front of the gate, built into the stone fence. Finally, the car door opens and a blonde woman steps out, “Kate” you sigh in relief. She waves her arm in a friendly gesture before making her way over across the long lawn. “You’re a hard person to find” She smiles warmly, “I did that deliberately” you reply shortly. The smell of human males on her causes you to anxiously watch the car for another to get out. “It’s just me for today,” She says, sensing your hesitation. Kate slowly walks up the steps to you before offering an open hand. You take it, and lower your head to sniff it. Smells of leather, coffee, toothpaste and floral deodorant are the strongest. But underneath all that, a musky smell stains her hands, likely from a handshake with a human male. The smell isn’t hard to miss, it’s often a sort of sweet woodsy smell with hints of spice. Usually the stench of harsh chemicals, deodorants, cologne, or cigarettes covers up their natural scent. 

You release her hand, convinced by her words “Come in then” you lead her inside, locking the door behind her. Kate sits at the dining room table whilst you enter the kitchen and prepare a cup of tea “I don’t suppose you're visiting me for a nice country holiday are you?” You put the kettle on and lean against the counter across from her. “Unfortunately no, I need to hire you for a job”.

You huff in frustration “You know I don’t do that kind of work anymore” “And you know I wouldn’t be asking if I had another choice”.

You sigh in annoyance “Just out of curiosity, I’m not committing to anything, but what’s the job?” Kate smiles, pulling out a yellow folder and placing it on the table, she opens it to reveal a series of photos “This is Viktor Petrov, he’s a part of a Russian terrorist organization operating out of Mount Pobeda. We have intel that he’s been developing bio-weapons and intends on distributing them to the highest bidder in a month's time at an black market auction in Tokyo. We need to intercept those weapons before they leave Russia and arrest Petrov.”

You scan over the photos of a tall blonde man enjoying himself at bars and strip clubs “Hardly the scientist type” you remark. “He’s ex-military, served eight years before becoming an entrepreneur” you hum in thought. “I still don’t understand why you’d need me” 

Kate sighs “My team and I have recently lost some of our trusted contacts and I know you’re familiar with the terrain” Kate pauses “It goes through Volt-Krov country and my men need an escort through the territory or else they won’t make it. I’m aware the local tribes-people aren’t too friendly with humans.” 

You purse your lips in thought and lean back in your chair, rubbing your face. “I don’t have anyone to take care of my animals whilst I’m gone” you deflect. 

Kate smiles knowingly “I can have someone come down tonight so you can show them the ropes, they’ll stay here as long as we need” 

You shake my head still unconvinced “I’ve done my time, paid my debt back to you”.

Kate nods in understanding, packing up her folder and standing “That’s alright, it’s always a pleasure talking to you” She places a card down on the table and you give her a tight lipped smile before escorting her towards the door, strangely the smell of satisfaction wafting by as she walks past you. “I’ll see you again soon” she calls out, waving goodbye as she leaves. You snorted in confusion ‘Why does the race of man always speak in riddles?’ You think, annoyed by her cryptic remark. Her car peels down the driveway raising up another dust storm. You shake your head and continue with your daily chores.

The night is crisp as you sit on your front porch with a hot chocolate and a cheeky little joint. You lay across the old leather couch, gazing out over the valley. The clear night sky twinkles and the lush grass sways in the gentle breeze. The moment is peaceful. Almost too peaceful. Your thoughts drift back to Kate and her offer, the itch for adventure slowly gnaws at your brain. You haven’t been off the farm properly in just over a year, let alone worked.

You audibly groan knowing that this urge won’t go away with time. With a reluctant huff you stand and make your way back inside. The card is black with only a number on it, your phone rings twice before she picks up “Decided to change your mind?” Kate asks.

“Yes… but this is my last job okay?” You state firmly. She hums “We’ll see about that, I’ll have someone there to pick you up and another to take care of your home at 0500 hours tomorrow. Pack for a long trip and get some rest, I’ll see you tomorrow night” She hangs up the phone before you can respond. 

After packing your suitcase with the essentials you flop onto your bed, your body buzzes with anticipation, unsure whether it’s from anxiety or excitement. You snuggle under the blanket and fall into a restless sleep. 

You wake from your slumber, your ears twitching at the sound of another car rumbling across the dirt road. The air is frigid, and the room dark. Sleep fogs your brain as you get dressed in a black tight ribbed tank top, no bra, loose boxers, and a pair loose cargo pants with a webbing slider belt. A loud knock sounds from the front door “Yeah coming!” You yell trudging through the house. Opening the door two women in army uniform stand there waiting “Come in” you welcome them. You can smell a nervous aroma coming from the two, even under the pungent aerosol deodorant. After showing Sam, who will be staying for the time being, the animals and house routines, You and Emma take your bag and bid her goodbye. Throwing your suitcase in the back you slide into the passenger seat of the sleek SUV “Get comfortable it’s going to be a long ride”.

Back at base, Kate debriefs the TF-141 on their newest arrival, and possible permanent teammate, if all things go well. Johnny, Kyle, Simon and John all sit around a table, the TV screen in front of them shows images of a large black wolf hybrid “This is the Hound, she is a retired mercenary with a long criminal record. She is currently en route to arrive here at 1800 hours. I want you all to be on your best behaviour, she’s not overly fond of humans let alone male ones, so don’t ask any stupid questions.” Kate looks towards Johnny who throws his hands up in defense “Why ya lookin at me?” Simon next to him shoves his shoulder “Cause you always spouting out some rightful shit.” 

Johnny gawks in disbelief “I do not” He argues back. Before either of them can continue bickering John interrupts “That’s enough” he barks gruffly, “I don’t like this Kate, the last thing we need is some untrained hybrid going off the rails” She nods at his concerns “That’s exactly why she’ll be living and training on base up until the mission. She needs to recognize you and your scents as a part of her pack, and we don’t have many other options for getting you through Russia safely.” 

“Won’t her presence just piss off the local wolves more?” Kyle asks. “No, fortunately the Volt-Krov have a predominantly male population, and they’ll generally leave females to their own business. Her larger size alone should be enough of a deterrent to the local males” 

“And if they don’t leave us alone” Simon asks. Kate changes the photos on the TV, images of the black wolf hybrid litter the screen. Her figure hunched over staring at the camera with bright golden eyes, prickled fur and gnashing teeth. Blood covering her matted coat, drips from her muzzle onto the stark white snow. The photos say more than enough, and Simon nods his head. “Those photos were taken three years ago when some hunters decided to trespass on her property” 

“Did she kill them?” John stares at the images, haunting eyes staring back. “She took an arm off one and a leg off another. She showed control and precision, she let them live”

John nods thoughtfully “Well, let’s hope we can use that”.

Master List Pt. Intro - Pt. 1

AN:let me know if you guys want more of this one cause I fully forgot about and won’t write more if no one’s interested. Much Love ❤️

[sixleggedboar]

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