Anthony Lockwood X Reader Novels & Stories

The day to find my mate. Anthony. He is my mate. Stunned, and a bit confused by everything, I waited to see if recognition would flash through his orbs, perhaps the new piece of information would make a difference and change the course of everything. It did not. Anthony’s expression remained the same, indifferent. My wolf, she is clawing at me internally, wanting to claim Anthony as hers but the lack of reaction from him made it impossible for me, for my human and rational side to allow myself to do just that.

Luna Grace commented as she sipped her water, smiling contentedly at Lucy who shyly hid her face. “Speaking of Beta Carter, how is his training going?” My father asked. My fork froze halfway to my mouth. Beta Carter. During the war against the rogues in the latest book, Carter Lockwood, the younger cousin to Damian Lockwood, childhood best friend to Luna Grace, and heart stopping second male lead was the favorite of almost every reader to the series. When I say there’s more fanfare out there of Carter Lockwood than for the actual book series, I am not exaggerating. He blows up werewolf fan-fiction forums, there’s hundreds of fan-art depictions of him, and some even created media reels on onl

My eyes traveled behind him, and they grew wide when I noticed the mass of bodies in the distance. Long Lake Gamma Warriors. My heart stuttered; they had already killed so many. Anthony was suddenly in front of me, his breathing heavy and his glare strong. “She’s a nothing wolfless,” he sneered. “She belongs to me, and I will do what I want with her.” Alexander’s eyes grew cold, and even though he wasn’t looking at me, I was still affected by the iciness. I couldn’t help the shiver that crept up my spine and kept me rooted to the ground.

"Mr. Locke's first love is back in town, and he's already drinking alone at a bar on day one. Sounds like a reunion plot, doesn't it?" "Wait, that's really Anthony in the photo? Is this from today? Hope it's not some recycled shot." "What's going on lately? I haven't seen Mr. Ford and Mr. Thompson out at all. Poor Mr. Locke's all alone out here!" "Y'all don't get it. Maybe he's doing it for his ex to see." While the group chat buzzed with conversation, Wendy likely hadn't seen it yet. Yvonne sighed softly, choosing to accept the explanation. After all, it felt reasonable enough.

The Lycan would have been the perfect answer, but in this case, it’s destroying the order of my former workplace! Yes! God, I can’t wait! Oh… You’re still here? Hi. In case you have forgotten, I am Annatoria Anthony. Now, I am a former spy. I am in love with a man I murdered. And I will soon become the invisible force that will shake up the world. As you’ve read, I’m about to have some crazy fun, but I think I’d like to be alone from now on. So, unless you see the Lycan roaming around somewhere, don’t bother looking for me. Goodbye. THE FREAKING END!

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The strange thing was that I tried to feel remorse for kissing Brock but it just felt right with him, I tried to keep my eyes open but sank into oblivion. “I love you Amy, would you be my mate?” Logan asked and I grinned, be an alpha mate, was he kidding, absolutely! I agreed and he kissed me, then Brock walked in and Logan pulled away smiling, but suddenly I couldn’t even catch my breath, the man in front of me looked divine, his green eyes were so piercing it seemed hard to stare at him for long, “Hey Brock, meet Amelia, we will get mated in a month’s time” he said and Brock nodded and stormed away surprising me, he kissed me again, but I didn’t even feel it all I could think off was the n

Aurora’s POV I dropped the book I was reading on the floor and sighed, “The Lycan is so hard to see these days, where is he? What is he even up to these days?” “I do not know that,” Travis replied with a straight face and I sighed deeper, “I haven’t seen him lately.” It’s been weeks, and I haven’t set my eyes on the Lycan; the last time I saw him was in the library. I wonder what he was doing.

Heat flared in his chest, sharp enough that his control fractured for a single breath. He exhaled slowly, measured, reclaiming control. His presence pressed into the room, but I felt it deep inside me. A pull. Recognition. Something ancient answered. And knew him. “Stay where you are,” he said, low, tightly controlled. I didn’t move. Didn’t breathe. His gaze lifted to mine, dark, measured, dangerous. The blood hummed in my veins. Something inside me had awakened. Alive. Not broken. Not silent. And one truth settled deep in my bones: Lycan law was not written in stone. It was written in blood. And it already knew my name.

I answered with a giggle and playful tone. “Whatever.” He loosened his grip and walked back to the bed. I went back to packing and was done in minutes. “I have one last thing to do.” I said thoughtfully, because I didn't want to forget. “What's that?” “Adeth told me about how powerful that Lycan Shaw is. We need to investigate him. But first I need to go see Elora, just to see if she is better at the infirmary.” He nodded at me and I kissed him on the cheek. Most people will assume that I was placing his scent on myself since he was in a bad state so I feel some sense of comfort.