The Sly Wolf | Mr.Wolf x Reader [SLOW UPDATES]

Chapter 3

You looked through the door and saw Mr.Wolf stirring into consciousness. You slipped in quietly as he struggled to break free from the handcuffs you one: stole from the chief and two: put on his paws.

You let out an evil cackle as you sharped your claws against the wall. "Well, well, well..."

Mr.Wolf wrinkled his nose. "Did you just slip through that door in hopes of making this dramatic?"

"Yes I did, and I'm proud."

He rolled his eyes and grumbled. "What do you want from me?"

"Oh, nothing. We just want more friends," you said, then decided to flirt for fun, "however, I wonder if we can become...perhaps more?"

You felt the heat of his cheeks as you got closer. "Says the one who said I had a nice voice...beauty."

You chuckled, hiding your embarrassment. "An act isn't an act without some personal touches."

He chuckled, pushing your face away with a finger slowly. "

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Jake looked through the door as you got closer to the wolf again, saying something. His ears launched up and he growled.

"Jake..." Frost warned him, but he kicked his foot out into the door and yelled, "GET AWAY FROM MY SISTER, YOU SICKO!"

The door went flying and you moved your head to avoid getting hit by the door.

You and Mr.Wolf gave him a confused look.

"Kinda wish I could, but I'm handcuffed," he said. You shoved Jake in an angry yet playful attitude.

"Jake! You ruined my dramatic villain entrance!"

"I—uh—"

"Let's just show him around."

You unlocked Mr.Wolf's handcuffs as he looked in disbelief. "Y-You're just gonna let me go?"

Frost tilted her head past the door, "Actually the house is surrounded by electric fencing, a minefield, paintball guns, and a self-destruct button that eliminates all the traps."

Everyone stared at Frost. She sheepishly blushed and muttered a sorry before slipping back into the kitchen.

You helped Mr.Wolf up and dragged him into the living room. He looked around and gasped as he saw something that was simple to steal.

"Is that the Halibut Emerald?" he asked, staring at it in awe. You slapped his hand away when he reached to touch it.

"Oi! I worked hardly at all to get that!"

Mr.Wolf blinked and looked at you. "But it's one of the most guarded emeralds in the world—or was. How was it easy?"

You shrugged and waved your hand around. "Living room 1/5."

"You have five living rooms?"

"Five living rooms, two kitchens, three bathrooms, four bedrooms, ten basements—(Mr.Wolf said, "Who needs that many basements?")—and~ a hideout."

Mr.Wolf looked around. "What's that room?"

You shook my head. "Nothing."

He opened the door and went inside. You yelled at him not to, but he was already excited.

"You guys are a band?!" he said as he picked up Frost's keytair. "What even is this?"

You grabbed it and placed it down. "Fine~. Jake's is the electric guitar, Red plays the drums, and Frost rocks the keytair."

"What about you?"

You blushed. "S-S—"

"Sarangi? Sarod? Scottish smallpipes? Setar?Shakuhachi?"

"I sing."

He stopped. "You? Sing?"

You puffed out your chest. "I am actually quite good at it, thank you."

"I bet your not."

"Am too."

"Prove it."

"Fine," you said as you grabbed the microphone. Your eyes fluttered shut and you took a deep breathe.

You stopped, tears pecking your eyes. You swiped them away as Mr.Wolf blinked.

"Wow."

"What?" you growled, putting down the mic.

"Your..." he cleared his throat, putting his hands under his armpits, "Your voice is very angelic."

You got flustered. "L-Listen, you can't tell anyone about that...it's a long story."

Mr.Wolf looked at you with concern. "Come on, talk to me."

You looked at him. "No."

"Listen, we may be complete strangers," he said, "but...you need to know that we're the la—"

"Last wolves besides Jake. I know."

"—and we gotta—"

"What?" you turned to him with anger in your eyes. "Am I an object to you?"

He shoo his head, holding his paws up, "No, no, no, not what I meant—"

"Well I'd rather have our species go extinct then be with you!"

You stormed off, leaving him thinking, "What did I say?" and you thinking, "Pervert."