Novels by Lana Calveley

Holy motherfucking fuck balls. Of all the fucktards in the present and in history, I get the son of the biggest arsehole of all time, as my fucking mate. Shock, disgust, repulse, nausea and anything else in the negative column overtook any feelings of fear as I reached these tosspots. Before I stepped into the arms of the poisonous wolf, I wanted to throw my arms into the air as I ran, shouting, ‘Nope, not today, Satan! Not today!’ Or even, ‘Fuck that shit!’ But nope, there were too many wolves on guard at all the exits, I would never make it any further than I could spit or piss. Instead, I had to settle with actual body contact with the most heinous and repulsive wolf that I have ever met. As Corbin drew his arms around my significantly smaller frame than his, Reid stomped forward aggressively, ready to try stealing his mate away from a possible challenger but stopped just shy of his dad and me. My eyes shot to his, pleading with him to help me in some way. My arms were pinned t

Sitting here on my own, not a soul near me, I smelt it again. The scent that I had briefly picked up in the woods, it was the same and just as fleeting. My eyes widened in shock and my stomach plummeted. Beaux suddenly perked up, snarling because she was sensing someone close by and was threatened by the fact that she could not see them. I sat up and looked around, unsettled and unsure of what to do. I was getting really antsy. But looking around, no-one else seemed to notice or pick-up on anything, it was just me. It felt like I was losing my mind. I had gone from lounging back in my chair with my legs crossed in a very chilled state of mind, the top leg bouncing freely, completely forgetting of my travels in the woods earlier today, to instantly upright and leaning forward, trying to use my heightened wolf senses to see if I could detect anything. See if I could hear the slightest movement that sounded out of place, smell that very smell that had put me on edge and in a state of

The closer we got to the entrance of the ballroom, the louder the music and constant chatter got. But not so loud that you would have to shout to be heard in a conversation. Looking into the Ballroom from the doors, it was a sea of colours, faces and smiles. The suits that the males wore were a range of blacks, greys, blues and greens. Some wore ties, whilst others did not. Apart from one clown that had decided to wear a fuchsia pink suit. I laughed at the wolfs courage to dress so flamboyantly noticeable. All the dresses here tonight were enough to make rainbows perhaps more than a hundred times over. There was varying shades of every colour that you could ever think of all in different materials; lace, silk, satin, organza, cotton etc. Each dress was unique and beautiful, and from what I could see, each person wore a different dress. Not two people wore the same one, making the tides in the sea of colours and bodies ever-changing. The odd sparkle from glitter on a few of the dr

Nothing could surprise me any more today. First our not-so-lonely frollock in the woods, then finding out about my bloodline, then Alpha Brock wanting me to call him Dad and now Luna Kae subtly telling me to call her Mum. Is my next surprise already lined up and waiting or do I have to go out and find it? “Do not feel any pressure to, I just feel the same as Brock does about you.” Her hands moved from mine to cup my rosy cheeks. “Since the day you were brought to us, I have considered you a part of our family. Since then, I have always thought of myself as having three children and not two. You are mine, Olivia, and I would never let you or anyone else think otherwise.” Her sentimentality had tears cascading down my face before I even knew that my eyes had filled. She saw that as a cue to grip me in one of her famous, loving hugs that no wolf could resist. We could never find a better Luna for our pack than this amazing she-wolf right here. There was no doubt about it, I want

I looked at this man before me, emotionally stunned and silenced by what he had just confessed. I have always seen him as a father and he has always treated me as such. It was a huge step in taking this leap, never felt the need to protect myself from him. but I think that after eighteen years, that I am ready for it. He has always been there for me and I have “Dad.” I said the word, testing how it would feel to say. It rolled off of my tongue easier than I thought that it would. His nerve-riddled face melted and morphed into a smile, tears filling his eyes yet again, just as mine had filled. A gruff cough sounded from behind us, trying to draw our attention. I turned and saw that it had come from Beta Pete. I growled at him to let him know my displeasure of the interruption and so did my dad, our tempers obviously being something which we had in common. Strange, isn’t it? Thinking of him in that way is very different to being more direct and open about it. “This moment is lo

Poppy and I simultaneously leaned forward to put our coffee mugs down on the thick wooden coffee table in front of us. Both Alpha Brock and Beta Pete looked as if they could do with more than just a coffee themselves. Their barely aging faces looked stony and cold, beyond annoyed, frustrated to fuck and just plain old fed up. They seated themselves on the sofa opposite to Pops and I with a huff as they dropped, tossing all the cushions from it aggressively over the back to make more space for their hulking forms. Poor Pops tucked herself further into me, pulling her blanket higher up her face, trying to disappear from everyone, seemingly scared of everything possible at the moment. I glanced a look at her, suddenly feeling extremely protective of her, like I had to do absolutely anything to keep her safe. “Hey, Olivia, calm down. It’s only me and I won’t hurt her.” Alpha Brock spoke gently to me, both of his hands raised in surrender as if he expected me to start tearing into bo