4koa Lancelot Novels & Stories

“I’m sorry I was late. That impish Alpha of ours won’t let us rest from running about the place, just because of the arrangement for the incoming Luna.” Sam’s ears perked up. “Incoming Luna?” she queried, her thoughts going to what the Alpha had said yesterday before she left. “Yea, that uncouth Lady Paisley is to be initiated as the Luna. I don’t understand why though. It’s not anyone likes her,” she shrugged, as they neared the house. “So when is the ceremony?” “From the preparations, I will say it’s very near. The Alpha wasn’t looking like he was in a haste before. I don’t know why he became like that since he came home from the mission,”

Lancelot. I stand outside the iron perimeter gates of the Zuckerberg estate, the freezing night rain soaking straight through my expensive wool coat. My hands shake violently as I reach into my pocket and pull out my personal phone. I press the power button and watch seventy-four missed call notifications from Kara flash across the black screen, accompanied by twenty-six frantic text messages from her lead defense attorney. “Where are you, Lancelot? The press is surrounding the house! Kara needs you to sign the joint defense affidavit before sunrise or the bail judge will revoke her bond!”

His sickening voice chuckled around my head. "You think he'll save you, Nicole? You think that he'll just whisk you away and you'll never have to see me again?! Do you think this is some fairy tail!?" His voice was too loud in my head, I wondered if Larkin could hear it echoing out of my ears. But he kept his eyes on Larkin with his head down low. I couldn't hear if he was snarling or not. I looked at Kane, still lying in front of the stump. His eyes danced humorously, but his face stayed emotionless. I wonder how long until Larkin figured out we were talking? He chuckled darkly, sinisterly, playing the pawns to take my King while seated on the throne of hell.

She wouldn’t let it. She inhaled deeply, trying to center herself. “You’re tense,” the Lycan said, his voice smooth, deep, and teasing. “I don’t enjoy being watched by an entire room,” she replied coolly, her gaze skimming the crowd. All eyes were on them. He smiled. “Then I suppose I should introduce myself, give them something to talk about. I’m Knox. Knox Green, Alpha of the Southern Lycan Pack.” “Lydia. Heiress of the Moonglade Pack,” she replied, matching his tone.

Deep attraction has been drawn to him. My name is Annabel Ferrars. And I'm the Luna of Blood Moon Pack, as well as the Queen Of The Rogues. This is who I am.

“Better than what I expected. But still from what I see they lack motivation. For us to get the best out of them, it'll depend on the fire in their gut, and whether we give them something to believe in.” I grunted. “Then we make them believe.” Kael gave a knowing smirk. “That’s what you’re good at.” He wasn’t wrong. I know how to rally a troop of wariors behind me. “And the scouts?” I asked. “They're smart. But their loyal,” Kael said. “But not to Zephyr. To Lucy.”

Lancelot stood there, still in that partial transformation, and the moonlight seemed to single him out like a spotlight from the heavens as it traced the sharp lines of his frame and caught the gleam of his eyes and deadly claws. He looked like a king. A god. Something far beyond them. One of the younger pack members dropped to his knees, not in respect, but because his legs simply gave out under the weight of the dominance rolling off Lancelot. Marcus looked up at Lancelot, his face pale, his chest heaving. Lancelot turned away from him, his gaze lifting to the moon. And then, he howled. The sound was unlike anything the pack had ever heard, though it came close to Alpha Derek’s.

“You can go to him now and tell him, I swear on the moon goddess that he will not believe a single word you say, Odette. Do you think I am a child?” My phone chose this moment to ring and as soon as I see the caller ID, anticipation surge through my veins. If she is calling so late, it could mean one thing. Pressing the receive button, I put the phone against my ear as her voice filters through. “Hello” “It seems the moon goddess has favorites” Jacqueline says from the other end and the frown on my face deepens. “What do you mean?” “Apparently aside from her mother, she is also a true Luna and her blood can nullify any kind of magic or spell, she also has the ability to heal and make whole”

Taiwo informed Kehinde as they walked back to where Chidera and Johnathan were standing. "I didn't see you on the launch day, why did you leave so early? "Tiana asked while Johnathan handed them different drinks. Tiana picked a can of Maltina, Kehinde took a bottle of Guinness while Taiwo took a bottle of fanta. Johnathan led them to sit down next to Daniel and few other guys who were laughing and drinking. "I wasn't feeling well jare. I am so happy to see your fine face again. "Taiwo said smiling.

The rouge screamed in pain but soon started laughing like he’s been doing for the past hour “I’m sure king Akira has the special Luna by now anyway so it doesn’t matter what you do to me” he said “The special Luna? Who’s that” Rowan asked Of course the rouge refused to answer earning him several whip, blows and kicks. I walked out of the hut frustrated at the turn of events, every inch of me was burning in anger. How could they have known about the attack here in Crescent, they sure had plenty of time to plan a decoy and sacrifice three of their warriors for it.