Argo 2 Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

I panted out as he hastened the pace of his thrusts, hitting the perfect spots while grazing his fangs along my neck, causing a delicious burning sensation to shoot up everywhere. “I can’t help it, mate. I just feel like making you mine in every way possible, go mad in your love and let my soul, spirit and body get one with yours,” Argo declared and my back arched as his possessive declaration showed in the deep, hard thrusts that he propelled inside me. Oh God ! My core in turmoil, clenched against his thick, hard rod and that made Argo’s eyes glow before he took the plunge and bit my neck. “ARGOOOO,” I screamed as pleasure waves jolted throughout my body and his spurting cream bulldozed in

Arlo I’m traveling with a small group of my best warriors. Nixie because she’s as fast as the wind. If things go wrong and we need back-up she can outrun anyone. Percy is my Beta and it was another area of contention between me and Hilda. I wanted him to stay behind and guard her, she insisted I should have my strongest fighter by my side.

Or the best Beta this pack will ever see. 'God dammit, Tora. Push Argos back..' I say, trying to reach him. 'Argos, stop fighting him!!' FUCK...

“You think this is victory, but it’s only the beginning of your downfall.” Argos chuckled darkly, his deep voice echoing through the hall. “Such bravery, coming from a weak family. Don’t worry, your suffering will serve a greater purpose," he chuckled. Then he rose slowly from his throne, each step echoing through the hall like a countdown to their doom. The wolves around them straightened, as if absorbing strength from his presence. His shadow stretched long across the marble floor, creeping toward Lilian and Aurora like a living threat. “You were always a troublesome one, Lilian,” Argos said, circling her like a predator toying with wounded prey. “But even I never expected you would come c

The young man pulled Patricia into a hug, kissing her sweaty forehead gently. ​ “You’ve had enough, okay?” Patricia was completely exhausted. She couldn’t even stand up right now. ​ “How could I ever have enough, Pat? It’s not even morning yet.” ​ “Oh, Arthur, are you really drunk or just faking it?” ​ “I don’t care whether I’m drunk or not. But about this, I’m not joking. Don’t worry, I’m still good to go, Pat.” ​ “Who said I was worried about that!” Her real fear was that his lessons in love would be burned into her memory, haunting her every night instead. Patricia closed her eyes tightly and buried her face against his chest weakly.

Leandros’s POV I reached the kingdom of Argyros after almost twenty-four hours. I didn’t want to involve my folks in Aromania. What if King Iliad declared war on them? It was better to talk to him first. Nestled in northwestern Greece, in the Zagori region of the Pindus Mountains, the kingdom of Argyros was inhabited by the Argus Howlers. Dimitra’s family had ruled them for years, but the situation was bleak now.

Stone cracks beneath his claws as he's thrown backward, crashing into one of the ancient pillars. "Ares!" I scream, running toward him, but Perla moves faster than should be possible. One moment she's across the altar, the next she's in front of me, her hand wrapped around my throat. She's not choking me. Not yet. But the threat is clear. "Don't," she says quietly. "Please don't make this harder than it needs to be." I claw at her hand, but she doesn't budge. "Let. Her. Go." Ares is back on his feet, blood trickling from a gash on his shoulder, his silver eyes blazing with fury I've never seen before. "Now."

If I would not shed blood tonight, I would never stop. Till I saw his wolf eyes turn white as my uncle blocked me from reading his mind. That enraged Argo more. He was with the Alpha King, he should not be set aside. It suddenly bit Jiro's shoulder as the latter growled in pain. Argo was twice stronger as Jiro and if nothing would stop them, I might accidentally kill my uncle tonight.

A friendly voice answers after a few rings. “Hi Alyssa, my name is Athena Argos. I’m a member of the Blood-Moon pack, and I was wondering if I may speak with your Alpha if he’s available?” “May I ask what it’s regarding, please?” “It’s regarding an attack against our pack that happened two years ago.” She goes silent for a moment, then says, “Please hold.” The line goes quiet for a moment, and then another voice speaks. “Miss Argos, this is Alpha Jackson.”

Nobody said anything as if they were still enthralled in a trance. ‘ It was what I was waiting for’, came a voice from behind. On turning round Argus found himself looking at the dark grey eyes of his father Damocles. -‘It’s a prophecy. The last of the many after such a long period of silence’. -‘But. I don’t understand’, Argus tried to argue back. ‘ Whatever she uttered was gibberish’.